[9] It must have been Guiscard.
[10] August 29th.
[11] Stray bullets that, fired too high, miss their mark, and occasionally hit men well behind the actual firing line.
[12] Forêt de Crécy.
[13] I do not pretend for a moment that all these details are meticulously accurate. They are what I knew or thought I knew at the time this was written.
[14] Curiously enough, months after this was written the author was wounded by shrapnel.
[15] The first—in October and November.
[16] This is not an unthinking advertisement. After despatch riding from August 16 to February 18 my judgment should be worth something. I am firmly convinced that if the Government could have provided all despatch riders with Blackburnes, the percentage—at all times small—of messages undelivered owing to mechanical breakdowns or the badness of the roads would have been reduced to zero. I have no interest in the Blackburne Company beyond a sincere admiration of the machine it produces.
[17] The letters were written on the 14th October et seq. The censor was kind.
[18] Dorsets, I think.