When the bearer party arrived, we lifted Duffy on to the stretcher, and the men handed me their rifles and we moved off.

I hung the rifles on my shoulder, and I thought if one of them goes off and blows my brains out, there will be a little paragraph in the Canadian papers, "Canon Scott accidentally killed by the discharge of a rifle," and my friends will say, "What a fool he was to fuss about rifles, why didn't he stick to his own job ?" However, they were Ross rifles and had probably jammed.

There were many wounded being carried or making their way towards Wieltje.

The road was under shell fire all the way.

When we got to the dressing station which was a small red-brick estaminet, we were confronted by a horrible sight.