"In the battle of March and April," says Sir Douglas Haig, "American and British troops have fought shoulder to shoulder in the same trenches, and have shared together in the satisfaction of beating off German attacks.

All ranks of the British Army look forward to the day when the rapidly growing strength of the American Army will allow American and British soldiers _to co-operate in offensive action_." That day came without much delay.

It carried the British Army to Mons, and the young American Army to Sedan.
* * * * * Looking out from the Vimy Ridge six weeks ago, and driving thence through Arras across the Drocourt-Queant line to Douai and Valenciennes, I was in the very heart of that triumphant stand of the Third and First Armies round Arras which really determined the fate of the German attack.
The Vimy Ridge from the west is a stiffish climb.

On the east also it drops steeply above Petit Vimy and Vimy, while on the south and south-east it rises so imperceptibly from the Arras road that the legend which describes the Commander-in-Chief, approaching it from that side, as asking of the officers assembled to meet him after the victory--"And where is this ridge that you say you have taken ?" seems almost a reasonable tale.

But to east and west there is no doubt about it.