I have also heard the best accounts of the Infantry, but do you think, in the event of a sudden onslaught by the Germans, that the Canadians will hold their ground?
They are untried troops." I told him that I was sure that one thing the Canadians would do would be to hold on.

Before a fortnight had passed, in the awful struggle near Langemarcke, the Canadians proved their ability to hold their ground.
Shortly after the General's visit we were ordered to move, and by some oversight on Murdoch MacDonald's part, my kit was not ready in time to be taken by the Brigade transport.

In consequence, to my dismay, I saw the men march off from Terdeghem to parts unknown, and found myself seated on my kit by the wayside with no apparent hope of following.

I administered a rebuke to Murdoch as sternly as was consistent with the position of a chaplain, and then asked him to see if he could find any sort of vehicle at all to carry my stuff off in the direction towards which the battalion had marched.

I must say I felt very lonely and a "bit out of it", as I sat by the wayside wondering if I had lost the Brigade for good.