e life of our dear nurses! Life here is
hard. They are lodged among the natives more or less well. They live
in a little peasant's room near a stable; they eat the food of the
wounded, not very varied--'boule' every two weeks. How they welcomed
the good fresh bread that I brought!

"Their work is not easy, scattered over a wide field; tents, and barns
here and there, and then they have been deprived of an 'autocher,'
which had to leave for some other destination.

"Many of the wounded from Verdun come there; and what wounded! Never
shall I forget the frightful plight of one unfortunate, upon whom they
were going to operate without much chance of success alas. He had
remained nearly four days without aid, and gangrene had done its work.

"I had tears in my eyes watching the sleep of our heroes who had
arrived that morning overcome and wornout, all covered with dust; I
would have liked to put them in good beds, all white with soft pillows
under their heads. Alas in these hospitals at the front, one cannot
give them the comfort of our hospitals in the rear.

"After having assisted at the great spectacle of a procession of
taubes going toward Bar-le-Duc, I was obliged to leave Chaumont to go
to Vadelaincourt, which is thirteen kilometres from Verdun, the
nearest point of our infirmaries. I was there in March at the
beginning of the battle.

"What wonderful work has been accomplished! It is not for me to judge
the Service de Sante, but I cannot help observing that a hospital like
that of Vadelaincourt does honor to the head doctor who organized it
in full battle in the midst of a thousand difficulties. It is very
simple, very practical, very complete. I found nurses there who for
the most part have not been out of the region of Verdun since the
beginning of the war. Their task is especially hard. How many wounded
have passed through their hands; how have they been able to overcome
all their weariness? It is a pleasure to find them always alert and
watchful; I admired and envied them.

"It was not without regret that I turned my back on this region whose
close proximity to the Front makes one thrill with emotion; I went to
calmer places, I saw less thrilling things, but nevertheless,
interesting: the charming layout at Void, that at Sorcy, in process of
organizing, the grand hospital of Toul which was shelled by taubes. I
was able to see the enormous hole dug by the bomb which fell very near
the building that sheltered