It was then about half-past three in the morning, but I went down the steps, and there, having been kindly welcomed, was given a blanket on the floor.

I started at 6 a.m.with a young sergeant for Death Valley, where I was to get a runner to take me to Regina Trench.
The sergeant was a splendid young fellow from Montreal who had won the D.C.M., and was most highly thought of in the battery.

He was afterwards killed on Vimy Ridge, where I buried him in the cemetery near Thelus.

I had been warned that we were going to make a bombardment of the enemy's lines that morning, and that I ought to be out of the way before that began.

I left the sergeant near Courcellette and made my way over to the Brigade Headquarters which were in a dugout in Death Valley.