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Poor chap, he just managed to ask me to tell his missus.
gpt
War is rotten when you see your best pal curl up at your feet, comments another.
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One of our chaps got hit in the face with a shrapnel bullet, Private Sidney Smith, First Warwickshires, relates.
gpt
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Partings of this kind are sad enough, says an Irish Dragoon,
gpt
That is the feeling of a clean bullet wound. Shrapnel, however, hurts--
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Tommy says. And the lance and the bayonet make ugly gashes. In sensitive men, however, the continuous shell-fire produces effects that are often as serious as wounds.
gpt
Some, says Mr. Geoffrey Young, the _Daily News and Leader_ correspondent,
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; but of course their recovery is fairly rapid, and the German
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Black Marias soon exhaust their terrors. A man may lose his memory and have but a hazy idea of the day of the week or the hour of the day, but Tommy still keeps his nerve, and after his first experience of the enemy's fire, to quote his own words,
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The feeling under fire at first is unpleasant, he admits,
gpt
The following is a quotation from a soldier's letter sent by Mr. H. Williams, the _Daily Chronicle_ correspondent at Petrograd:
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One talks of hell fire on the battlefield, but I assure you it makes no more impression on me now than the tooting of motors. Habit is everything, especially in war, where all the logic and psychology of one's actions are the exact reverse of a civilian's.... The whole sensation of fear is atrophied. We don't care a farthing for our lives.... We don't think of danger. In this new frame of mind we simply go and do the perfectly normal, natural things that you call heroism.
gpt
as one officer describes it, they often sink into profound sleep, like horses, standing. At these times it seems as if nothing could wake them. Shrapnel may thunder around them in vain; they never move a muscle. In Mr. Stephen Crane's fine phrase, they