through, though they were too late to help us against the machine gunners.

                The next morning at daybreak, a Division Staff car was seen coming into Lucy LeBocage. Something big must have happened! We investigated. Sure enough, Division Headquarters was actually in the town! The enemy had retreated over night and our Infantry was rapidly pursuing him. Battalion Headquarters had already sent for our drivers to come up. They soon arrived. The guns were limbered up, the camouflage nets, picks, shovels, axes, and special detail equipment were packed on, and once again we were moving forward, this time down through Belleau Woods, through Torcy and Belleau, and up towards Etrepilly.

                We hardly knew what to expect in the way of surprise attacks from the enemy. We were on the look­ out for anything. Most of our cannoneers armed themselves with rifles which they had picked up. They marched at the head of the column, ready to meet any counter attack that might develop.

                The roads, poor as they were, were crowded with every description of military vehicle. The machine gunners, with their mule carts, convoys of French pack mules, supply wagons, ration carts, water carts, rolling kitchens, French and American artillery and infantry were all moving in a jumbled mass towards the enemy.

                It is hard to describe our feelings as we passed over the ground we had been shelling the day before. Here was Torcy, one of our favorite targets. Here were the Petits Bois, which had been so infested with

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