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bloodshot. I put a bandage over them at
once and told him they were inflamed, and
that he must keep the bandage on for a day
or two. He had at first some difficulty in
articulating the words, but soon he began to
speak quite well. He had not a scratch on
his whole body, and only complained of a
sharp pain in his head. He told me he was
standing in the middle of the road when the
shell passed close by him. He said the blast
of air was as terrific as if an express train
had dashed past him at arm’s length, but
a hundred times more so. He felt he was
lifted from his feet and the tremendous
displacement of air flung him in the ditch where
we found him. He seemed to be doing so
well that I really thought he was the only
one here that was going to live. He asked
several times to have the bandage taken away,
as he couldn’t stand the darkness. I said he
must keep it on till to-morrow, to gain time
to prepare him. We had so many to look
after that it was impossible to watch him
the whole time. A moment later Josephine
came to tell me that he had torn off his
bandage. After that he never uttered a
word and he lay there quite still. When I
came to look at him in the night I found
he was dead . . . maybe better so for
him!”
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