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Title: A surgeon in khaki
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Martin, Arthur Anderson
Subjects: World War, 1914-1918 World War, 1914-1918
Publisher: New York, Longmans, Green & co. London, E. Arnold
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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ver on a fine stone bridgeand continued through the undulating country beyondto the north. Small villages were scattered about—Mery to the right, Saccy at the bridgehead, and smallclusters of houses and farms on the countryside overthe river. Some squadrons of dismounted cavalrymenwere standing by their horses in a meadow near thebank of the river. These horsemen had been busyearlier in the day, and had done some hard riding,cutting off stragglers from the retreating GermanArmy Corps. Infantry were hidden from view in thedepths of the valley. Batteries on our left were sendinga plunging fire of shot and shell on to the ridge anddips beyond the river, and the road leading fromthe bridge. With a field-glass, moving dots, andwhat looked like waggons, could be made out on theroad and the field alongside. It was on these movingdots that our guns played, and cloud-bursts of earthand dust showed that our gunners had the rangebeautifully. General French passed us twice in his Limousine car.
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THE BATTLE OF THE MARNE 55 General Smith - Dorrien passed twice — General SirCharles Ferguson passed—all in motor-cars travellinglike mad. Gallopers with messages spurred up anddown the road. Guns thundered into position, un-limbered and were quickly in action. Infantry march-ing rapidly passed down the road into the valley wherea tornado of rifle-fire was going on. One could makeout the distinct note from our own rifles and the muffledone from the more distant German Mausers. TwoGerman shells burst short of the battery on our left anduncomfortably close to us. We were in an odd positionfor an ambulance—in front of our own battery, whichwas pelting shot into the Germans and which a Germanbattery was trying to locate. When the enemy shellsfell short they fell near us. Our position, however, wasa dress circle box seat as a view-point, so we stoppedwhere we were. It was not every day that one couldlook on at a real live battle. Before dusk came on, anaeroplane appeared over the rid

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