buildings, three stories at least in height, and half way up this street we halted. Seated on the curb­ stone, we wondered at the unexpected generosity of a halt after a short half-kilometer hike. Suddenly, a gasp of astonishment arose, spread down the whole line. A voice in the gloom was making pleasant remarks about billets! Were we to billet here? Yes, there were the first three sections, filing away into a yawning doorway. Billeted! In this town! Verily the Fates are good!

                Mayet we found to be a far larger and more modern town than Varennes. There were plenty of stores, there was even a jewelry store, there were four hotels, or rather, inns, where the far-sighted immediately engaged rooms for the magnificent sum of one franc per day. The buildings were all more modern than those at Varennes, and a general air of moderate prosperity pervaded the whole town. Our billets it must be confessed, were inferior to those at Varennes. We were more crowded, and though most sections were lodged in vacant houses, none were so unfortunate as to revel in the luxury of a furnished house. And the poor Special Detail, occupants of the most luxurious billet in Varennes, found themselves in a dark draughty loft, whose roof was addicted to the extremely annoying habit of leaking.

                Foot drill was the rule again, and all the Regiment splashed about the low-lying fields of Mayet, in a state of stony boredom.

                Rumors were running in a most erratic manner, placing our stay in Mayet anywhere from two weeks to two and three months and the regimental morale

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