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The Project Gutenberg eBook, Young Hilda at the Wars, by Arthur Gleason

Title: Young Hilda at the Wars

Author: Arthur Gleason

Release Date: June 19, 2008 [eBook #25836]

Language: English

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YOUNG HILDA AT THE WARS


HILDA in her motor-ambulance uniform wearing the "Order of Leopold II," conferred on her by King Albert in person.HILDA
in her motor-ambulance uniform wearing the "Order of Leopold II," conferred on her by King Albert in person.

YOUNG HILDA
AT THE WARS

BY

ARTHUR H. GLEASON

AUTHOR OF "THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS"
"LOVE, HOME AND THE INNER LIFE," ETC.



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NEW YORK
FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY
PUBLISHERS

Copyright, 1915, by
Frederick A. Stokes Company


All rights reserved, including that of translation
into foreign languages

September, 1915

TO
CHEVALIER HELEN OF PERVYSE


CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE
Experience (by way of Preface) 1
I. Young Hilda at the Wars 5
Good Will 37
II. The Ribbons that Stuck in His Coat 39
The Belgian Refugee 59
III. Rollo, the Apollo 63
The Brotherhood of Man 91
IV. The Piano of Pervyse 93
Lost 113
V. War 115
In Ramskappele Barnyard 141
VI. The Chevalier 143
With the Ambulance 163
VII. The American 165
The Bonfire 189
VIII. The War Baby 191

EXPERIENCE

(By way of Preface)

Of these sketches that tell of ruined Belgium, I must say that I saw what I have told of. They are not meditations in a library. Because of the great courtesy of the Prime Minister of Belgium, who is the war minister, and through the daily companionship of his son, our little group of helpers were permitted to go where no one else could go, to pass in under shell fire, to see action, to lift the wounded out of the muddy siding where they had fallen. Ten weeks of Red Cross work showed me those faces and torn bodies which I have described. The only details that have been altered for the purpose of story-telling are these: The Doctor who rescued the thirty aged at Dixmude is still alive; Smith did not receive the decoration, but Hilda did; it was a candlestick on the piano of Pervyse that vibrated to shell fire; the spy continues to signal without being caught; "Pervyse," the war-baby, was not adopted by an American financier; motor ambulances were given to the Corps, not to an individual. With these exceptions, the incidents are lifted over from the experience of two English women and my wife in Pervyse, and my own weeks as stretcher-bearer on an ambulance.

In that deadlock of slaughter where I worked, I saw no pageantry of war, no glitter and pomp, at all.

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