Lonely Soldiers
from a château by a dead German, and apologising to its rightful owner:
Madame, at the end of this long campaign,
When France comes into her own again
In the setting where only she can shine,
As you in your mirror of rare design—
Forgive me, who dare
In a German lair
To shave in your mirror at Pozières.
Then there are "lonely soldiers " in India, envious of their more fortunate comrades in Flanders, and soldiers quite the reverse of lonely during their well-earned leave.
The Captain: "Your brother is doing splendidly in the Battalion. Before long he'll be our best man."
The Sister: "Oh, Reginald! Really, this is so very sudden."
The education of those on the Home Front is also proceeding. There are some maids who announce the approach
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