[We] marched at 5:30 a.m.
and [it was a] long march to MAROLLE Bridge. [We passed] COMPIEGNE [and
found out later that] about a mile in our rear was attacked at dawn, L Battery
H [indecipherable] getting knocked out. We moved just in time, but did not know
how near we were to be out up, until later.
[Arrived] at 6:30 p.m. and
I went to sleep by my saddle, [later] we were aroused by alarm at 11:30 p.m.
[We were asked] to move,
for [the] Engineers were waiting to blow up the bridge. We got across, just in
time and up went the bridge.
[The] German Cavalry were
very close, [so] we marched through the night and halted on the roadside about
3:00 a.m. In less than a minute I was sound asleep on a friendly heap of
stones.
Up again, marching again,
how I longed for a sleep —anywhere. Continued retirement reached MEAUX at 5:30
a.m.
September 2nd
Marched via VARREDDES,
GERMINGNY[1],
and bivouacked near JOUARRE, [it was a] long and weary march - very hot.
September 3rd
Halted nearly all day east
of SAMMERON [where] the rear guard was slightly engaged – weather hot.
September 4th
Marched to COULOMMIERS,
[and] bivouacked early. [I was able to]
washed my underclothing. [i]
[I] thought we were going
to have a day’s rest, but had to move quickly in the morning, and take up
position SW of COULOMMIERS. We dug in and remained in action all night, leaving
position at dawn; marched with Division to ROZNY
September 5th
In position at ROZNY, [but]
no contact with enemy.
We hear that the retreat is
over, with the French we are to advance, how glad we were - anything but that
continual marching
September 6th
We were advancing, occupied
a position east of [the town] of VOINSLES [so that we could] cover advance of
[the] 3rd and 5th Cavalry Brigades. [We] moved forward and occupied [the] line
[between] Le PLESSIS, and ANDNOY.
I dismounted behind the
house and went inside, there I first saw house sacked by the Germans, [and] everything
was destroyed. Outside I saw one of the Coldstream guards, killed by shrapnel,
poor chap.
I thought then, I wondered
if this means the breaking of a woman’s heart, or had he little children. It
was my first close contact with a dead man, and it set me thinking. My thoughts
were all with my dear ones at home. I shall always remember that hour, my real
first initiation into the horrors of war. I cannot say I was afraid, it all
seemed so strange, but we were advancing that was our cry we’ve got’em on the
run, and we are going to have our own back. – bivouacked south of VOUDNOY.
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