On that September night, when the hours were beginning to draw towards dawn, it gave me great pleasure to see him hanging in the East, while Sirius with undiminished courage merrily twinkled above the smoke-fringed horizon and told us of the eternal quietness of space.
With dawn the enemy's artillery became less active and we sent off the wounded.

Those who could walk were compelled to follow the bearer parties.

One man, who was not badly hit, had lost his nerve and refused to leave.

The doctor had to tell him sharply that he need not expect to be carried, as there were too many serious cases to be attended to.

I went over to him and offered him my arm.