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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... smoke and this plus the tremendous heat from the boilers drew off the oxygen . Everyone suffered from headaches and men who'd lived outdoors all their lives passed out because they couldn't breathe . Bunks , perforce , had been ...
... smoke and this plus the tremendous heat from the boilers drew off the oxygen . Everyone suffered from headaches and men who'd lived outdoors all their lives passed out because they couldn't breathe . Bunks , perforce , had been ...
Page 102
... smoke from the brazier burned his eyes . He was fearful of the fumes from the coke . Men had died in their sleep down the line in a dugout with no ventilation . Coke had a dreadful smell . It wasn't any- thing like the comforting smell ...
... smoke from the brazier burned his eyes . He was fearful of the fumes from the coke . Men had died in their sleep down the line in a dugout with no ventilation . Coke had a dreadful smell . It wasn't any- thing like the comforting smell ...
Page 130
... smoke from the bursting shells collected light and dispersed it over the battlefield . Fires had been started wherever anything was dry enough to burn . The crater itself was spotted with fires — some around the rim , others down its ...
... smoke from the bursting shells collected light and dispersed it over the battlefield . Fires had been started wherever anything was dry enough to burn . The crater itself was spotted with fires — some around the rim , others down its ...
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