parked under a row of trees. The kitchen was established here and cooked for both drivers and cannoneers, the food being sent up to the guns on a limber. It was thought indiscreet to risk any smoke at the guns which might betray their presence.

                The heavy rain continued the next few days, but luckily there was not much to do at the gun position. There was some pick and shovel work to be done in the gun-pits, a great deal of ammunition to be sorted and cleaned, and most of all, improvements to be made on individual sleeping quarters, for we had learned that it pays to be comfortable even for the shortest time. The drivers were kept busy after dark hauling ammunition from the dump to the guns. The combination of continued rain with its bad effect on the approach to the position, and the steady night driving, began to tell on the strength of both horses and men. On the night of September 11, instead of drawing shells at the dump, the drivers were met on the road by trucks from the 101st Ammunition Train, and loaded their caissons directly from them; after this they started for the guns by a new route that led them past several batteries of French heavies. This road was also very narrow, and the fourth section caisson in turning out for a French fourgon went over the side of a bridge and dropped some eight feet, landing up-side-down. Strangely enough, neither horses nor men were hurt, and the trip was resumed.

                At the position, the men were becoming impatient for the "show" to begin. The rain, poor quarters, and the appalling infrequency of meals were beginning

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