Guy Chapman’s comrades in the Royal Fusiliers accepted the armistice with a shrug.
On 11th November we marched back fifteen miles to Bethencourt. A blanket of fog covered the countryside. At eleven o’clock we slung on our packs and tramped along the muddy pave. The band played but there was very little singing. ‘Before a man comes to be wise, he is half dead with catarrhs and aches, with sore eyes, and a worn-out body.’ We were very old, very tired, and now very wise.
Source:
Holmes, Richard. "Envoi." Tommy: The British Soldier on the Western Front, 1914-1918. London: HarperCollins, 2004. 614. Print.
Original Source Listed:
Chapman Passionate Prodigality p. 272.
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