The Archive · 1934

A Terrible Thought

There was one terrible thought that a visit mizht have fo be paid to farm. This turned out to be And what war that worth the name hae not its rumnure with fox or without? Lest Imagined that the modern Shaneha' soldier has lost the knack of provid Ing or his comforts, it should he remarked that there were occasions! signs that the present generation pot effete. One trooper confersed to being ready for anything, thanks to the excellence of the beer In his And although, *at one hend-quarters, a singe of mille was ostentotiously to hand. the entry of. tray with three calden cablets wae ree amuriag. There was a mystery which perhaps the Brigadier mui! was able to solve. Tt concern:

a drawn sabre which brightened the scene on Hungion Road. Perhaps had Better be left in that vane, Interrogative state. Crowds seemed to follow the manceuvres with eagerly ainued delight. Te may even be said that they tonk a fatherly inter est inthe whole proceedings and rare convinced that their ras in cate hands, When at last the dlenity of headquarters was found-—where anne matic drill with self-sacrifeine dency hed broken the Sabbath to add its contribution to the creation of the "war" atmomphere—It was clear that the whole scheme had worked itself out to the assigned conclusion with admirable smoothness, There will be an official account, in which no doubt names and units will be moufloned. But oficial accounts cannot be produced with the Irresponsibility of an Impressionist recorder. So they may be a long time seeing the light of day. For what it worth therefore this plain tale must suffice. It may not full the requirements of publishers of "war <memels" for it certainly does not pretend that the war was won by the writer. Ti simply ventures to reveal the fact that High Authority was pleased—in fact High Authority was Still purring-when the parting came after a. very delightful morning.

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