TCD MS 10853 folio 64 recto
[1915]
Liverpool Scottish we’d do. On we went the Star Lights of the trenches like Roman Candles now plainly visible. Motor Ambulances with their burdens passed us, splashing us with mud. Then we could hear the sharp crack of rifles and an occasionally boom of heavy guns and soon we reached Ypres.
Here we saw in the darkness houses and churches smashed in with heavy gun fire and at 10 o’clock after much meandering about we were safely housed in the Cavalry Barracks, and were soon fast asleep in spite of the strangeness of our surroundings, and the occasional whiz of a big shell over head, and the resultant roar when it hit its objectives.
March 5th. (From letter) Good breakfast at a little house in a tumbledown street close by. Just outside the barracks where