A war nurse's diary : sketches from a Belgian field hospital . Arab Sheiks with flowing garments. A jolly couple FURNES 61 their bombs down on the streets below. We all ranout to watch who would win, and once I saw a Taubehit, and fire burst out of its tail as it volplaned to-wards the east in a cloud of smoke. Very soonafter these little affairs some stretchers would ar-rive with wounded civilians. We had been in Furnes about ten days, when, lateone evening, a proclamation was issued that we wereto retire immediately to Poperinghe, so we allpacked into the ambulances and sped away. Noone gave
A war nurse's diary : sketches from a Belgian field hospital . Arab Sheiks with flowing garments. A jolly couple FURNES 61 their bombs down on the streets below. We all ranout to watch who would win, and once I saw a Taubehit, and fire burst out of its tail as it volplaned to-wards the east in a cloud of smoke. Very soonafter these little affairs some stretchers would ar-rive with wounded civilians. We had been in Furnes about ten days, when, lateone evening, a proclamation was issued that we wereto retire immediately to Poperinghe, so we allpacked into the ambulances and sped away. Noone gave us any reason; to us it was a joy-ride, butI suppose the authorities thought the Germans wereabout to break the line and enter Furnes. We wentat a breakneck speed along dark country lanes, andat places the roads reminded one of an ArabianNights Tale. By a little copse were pitched sometents, fires were burning on the ground, and at-tached to tripods pots were boiling, while Arab-Sheiks with white flowing garments, gay turbans,scarves and swarthy beards squatted around or at-tended to their h
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