The Sights of War, October 1915 (page 1 of 2)
(NRS reference: GD372/87/12)

Transcript:

The trench was 
a shambles. But what can we 
expect 'after the battle'?

My first Sunday in the trenches 
was memorable. No sound of 
church bell, not even an Angelus 
trembled across the land - nothing 
but the everlasting whizz of bullets 
& the shriek of shrapnel & the 
hurtling roar of Coal-boxes. 
The sun shone beautifully, but on 
what a sight! The ugliest of Ger-
man barbed wire rusted with 
the blood of heroes; two dead bodies 
entangled therein, their faces 
masked in hideous smoke 
helmets. There were two redeeming 
points in the landscape - two