y in, day out, and all night long, with barely an interval for a wash
or a change of clothing, the women stayed on, the two always, and the
four often, till the engineers built them a little hut for a
dressing-station; they stayed till the Germans shelled them out of their
little hut.

This is only a part of what they have done. The finest part will never
be known, for it was done in solitary places and in the dark, when
special correspondents are asleep in their hotels. There was no
limelight on the road between Dixmude and Furnes, or among the blood and
straw in the cellar at Pervyse.

And Miss Ashley-Smith (who is now Mrs. McDougall)--her escape from Ghent
(when she had no more to do there) was as heroic as her return.

Since then she has gone back to the Front and done splendid service in
her own Corps, the First Aid Nursing Yeomanry.

M. S.

July 15th, 1915.

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FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 1: It would be truer to say she was in love with duty which
was often dangerous.]

[Footnote 2: She very soon let us know why. "Followed" is the wrong
word.]

[Footnote 3: He didn't. People never do mean these things.]

[Footnote 4: This only means that, whether you attended to it or not
(you generally didn't), as long as you were in Belgium, your
sub-consciousness was never entirely free from the fear of Uhlans--of
Uhlans in the flesh. The illusion of valour is the natural, healthy
reaction of your psyche against its fear and your indifference to its
fear.]

[Footnote 5: Nobody need have been surprised. She had distinguished
herself in other wars.]

[Footnote 6: One is a church and not a cathedral.]

[Footnote 7: I am puzzled about this date. It stands in my ambulance
Day-Book as Saturday, 3rd, with a note that the British came into Ghent
on their way to Antwerp on the evening of that day. Now I believe there
were no British in Antwerp before the evening of Sunday, the 4th, yet
"Dr. Wilson" and Mr. Davidson, going into Saint Nicolas before us, saw
the British there, and "Mrs. Torrence" and "Janet McNeil" saw more
British come into Ghent in the evening. I was ill with fever the day
after the run into Antwerp, and got behindhand with my Day-Book. So it
seems safest to assume that I made a wrong entry and that we went into
Antwerp on Sunday, and to record Saturday's events as spreading