“What we have lost who knew him,” writes Mr. Glover, “these lines may hint—I do not think we really know the extent of our loss. But we keep a great deal, a very great deal—quidquid ex illo amavimus, quidquid mirati sumus, manet mansurumque est. Yes, that is true; and from the first my sorrow (it may seem an odd confession) was for those who were not to know him, whose chance was lost, for the work he was not to do. For himself, if ever a man lived his life, it was he; twenty-five or twenty-six years is not much, perhaps, as a rule, but here it was life and it was lived to some purpose; it told and it is not lost.”


CONTENTS

CHAPTERPAGE
[Preface]xv
I.[First Impressions]1
II.[Cuinchy and Givenchy]19
III.[Working-Parties]42
IV.[Rest]64
V.[On the March]87
VI.[The Bois Français Trenches]96
VII.[More First Impressions]117
VIII.[Sniping]133
IX.[On Patrol]154
X.[“Whom the gods love”]163
XI.[“Whom the gods love”—(continued).]181
XII.[Officers’ Servants]195
XIII.[Mines]212
XIV.[Billets]229
XV.[“A certain Man drew a Bow at a Venture”]256
XVI.[Wounded]268
XVII.[Conclusion]294

MAPS

FACING PAGE
I.[Béthune and La Bassée, Neighbourhood of]9
II.[Fricourt and Neighbourhood]97
III.[The Trenches near Fricourt]103

ILLUSTRATION

[Portrait of Author]Frontispiece