variable. Nothing was more aggravating than to be sent after ammunition at midnight—over roads you were not acquainted with—and then to find the dump empty, or else that it had moved ten kilometers away an hour before. It was bad enough finding what you were looking for in the daytime, in an unfamiliar country, but at night, with no lights, with no knowledge of the roads, and with only the vaguest directions, it was a real task!

                At St. Robert Farm, our firing assumed large proportions. The Boches were making a desperate stand in Epieds, Trugny, and the ridges beyond. Epieds changed hands several times; but it proved to be too "hot" for our Infantry to hold with enemy machine guns sweeping it from every side. During the night of July 22 we fired our Epieds Defensive Bar­ rage three times, a fact which seemed to indicate that we were holding the town, but at 4.15 the next morning we Fired 600 rounds into the town itself.

                The evening of July 22 proved to be quite exciting. Major Richardson had received very vague orders to advance with the Infantry. He formed the Battalion and we all moved out towards the Bethune-Chat­ eau Thierry Road. But the vicious shelling ahead looked ominous. Our Infantry obviously was not advancing very fast. To go ahead along that road would have been fatal; we turned up through the little hamlet of Chante-Merle. We halted along a sunken road while desperate efforts were made to reestablish liason with the Infantry and to find out what really was happening. In the meantime shells began to break all around us. Never had we felt more helpless than

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