On September 28th, with several other units, the 14th Battalion, to which I had been attached, marched off to the entraining point.

I took one last look at the great camp which had now become a place of such absorbing interest and I wondered if I should ever see again that huge amphitheatre with its encompassing mountain witnesses.

The men were in high spirits and good humour prevailed.
We saw the three companies of Engineers moving off, each followed by those mysterious pontoons which followed them wherever they went and suggested the bridging of the Rhine and our advance to Berlin.

Someone called out, "What are those boats ?" and a voice replied, "That's the Canadian Navy." We had a pleasant trip in the train to Quebec, enlivened by jokes and songs.

On our arrival at the docks, we were taken to the custom-house wharf and marched on board the fine (p.