The WarsClarke, Irwin, 1977 - 226 pages In 1915, Robert Ross, a young Canadian, enlists in the army as an officer. His experiences of life in a training camp, of the trenches in Europe, and with death, are vividly told. Some strong language amd explicit descriptions of sex. Winner of the 1977 Governor General's Award for Fiction. 1977. |
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... guns . Every morning they cleaned the stable . When there was a “ show ” on , there would be a time alert and the columns would form to transport the ammunition . The size of the order would depend on how long the guns were required to ...
... guns . Every morning they cleaned the stable . When there was a “ show ” on , there would be a time alert and the columns would form to transport the ammunition . The size of the order would depend on how long the guns were required to ...
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... guns was less a noise than a brutal sensation of being repeatedly hit . The blows came upward into his stomach and groin . Someone — or a sandbag - was lying on his back . He couldn't feel his legs . His feet were dead . He wondered ...
... guns was less a noise than a brutal sensation of being repeatedly hit . The blows came upward into his stomach and groin . Someone — or a sandbag - was lying on his back . He couldn't feel his legs . His feet were dead . He wondered ...
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... guns , whose em- placements were more or less constant . To the south of Wytsbrouk , the line was particularly weak . This was in the region where the ridge , which the Germans still held , took its turn to the north towards ...
... guns , whose em- placements were more or less constant . To the south of Wytsbrouk , the line was particularly weak . This was in the region where the ridge , which the Germans still held , took its turn to the north towards ...
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