Electronic book host

After such a fashion we progressed very
slowly. Already we knew that we were not going to Brussels, as we had
been promised in Beaumont that we should go. We only hoped we were not
bound for a German military fortress in some interior city.
It fell to my lot that second night to sleep in the aisle. In spite of
being walked on at intervals I slept pretty well. When I waked it was
three o'clock in the morning, just, and we were standing in the train
shed at Liege, and hospital corps men were coming aboard with hot coffee
and more raw sausages for the wounded. Among the Germans, sausages are
used medicinally. I think they must keep supplies of sausages in their
homes, for use in cases of accident and sickness.
I got up and looked from the window. The station was full of soldiers
moving about on various errands. Overhead big arc lights sputtered
spitefully, so that the place was almost as bright as day. Almost
directly below me was a big table, which stood on the platform and was
covered over with papers and maps.


Pages:
170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194