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persistance pursuits us on all fronts, soft torture of the soldier, here as well, which alternates with the torments of the oriental dusts.
The growing morning give them an immaterial appearance and made them, -strangely- larger than man.  Ghosts of a very pure knightly sentiment, they commanded respect and it touched us deeply.They had been picking up their wounded in no man’s land and we let them do it hoping they would also collect  their dead. These terrible unhumain focus points which are these corpses in no man’s land, dissolving in this terrible stench under the heath.

“French front line at Kereves Dere”, picture reproduced from “Gallipoli”, Robert Rhodes James, p. 231.

 


In the early hours of the morning, the Turks have returned some of our wounded up to our parapet.  They were dressed in fatality with a slight colour of mud, the famous mud that with

Colonel N___ has led our battalion into battle. A vision. Tall, slender, white, revolver in his hand like a sceptre of sovereignty, symbol of the dignity of a race.  Everybody crawled out of the trenches and started moving forward.  The Turks withdrew and those who had not been able  to rush and hide in the communication trench were falling in large numbers. But once again we did not have sufficient men to occupy the trench and hold it in front of their second line.We returned to ours.
Then, a turk got up. Calmly he went back to his post and started looking for something which he then showed us.  It were his shoes.  He was so extre-mely calm that none of us wanted to shoot him.

“Fights in the Orient”, (Paris-1917), Captain Canudo, p. 55.

 

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French front line at Kereves Dere

"French casualty”, picture reproduced from “Gallipoli”, Robert Rhodes James, p. 231.

There only remained the French. At 6 o’clock, with drums beating and bugles sounding the charge, they surged forward across Kereves Spur , their red and blue uniforms showing up with terrible clarity. ‘It was terrifying, astounding and overwhelming’, an eyewitness related. For a moment it seemed that they had at last overrun the enemy trenches. ‘No living man has ever seen so strange a vision as this’, Hamilton wrote; ‘ In its disarray, in its rushing to and fro; in the martial music, shouts and evolutions…
It seemed it truly seemed as if the tide of blue, grey, scarlet specks was submerging the enemy’s strongholds.’ At this point the Turks covered the spur with high explosive shell, ‘the puppet figures we watched began to waver’, and, as ‘night slid down into the smoke’, as Hamilton wrote, the French were seen to be falling back to their old trenches.

”Gallipoli”, Robert Rhodes James, p. 154-55.

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They also found some of our wounded and brought them to us. This simple beautiful gesture and the contact of our hands on these broken bodies –they to give, we to take- have been our only language. We are ennemies. We are not supposed to speak.

“Fights in the Orient”, Paris-1917), Captain Canudo, p. 46-47.

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