chosen for guard that night at Camp L'Eveque! Belated horses and men kept coming in all night.

Without a dry stitch to our names, we threw ourselves upon the hard floor of a barrack, hardly waiting to take off our equipment, let alone unrolling it. Some of us felt a strong impulse to lie on our backs and kick our heels in the air and scheech, in an ecstasy of irritation, but we were too tired for even that relief.

It was three o'clock before the first of us got to bed that morning and at four we were all routed out to eat a scanty mess and harness and hitch again. We stood around in the murky dawn until eight o'clock and then started back along the road we had traversed in the night, and after some hours riding, struck off on a new road towards Toul. Two scouts had been sent ahead to determine the road, and they guided us through the considerable town of Toul and out on to the road to Bruley. During the morning the weather cleared and our short trip from Toul to Bruley was not over-oppressive.

The main road of Bruley ran straight up the side of a hill, and our billets were in lofts on the main street. The place also quartered a large number of exceptionally splendid looking French soldiers. Before noon, the picket lines were established in some meadows at the foot of the hill. Hay and grain were brought up by truck for the horses, and were voraciously devoured.

After reveille on the morning succeeding our arrival what a sight greeted our eyes at the picket lines! Horses had torn loose from the lines and were graz-

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