It was a miniature chapel, and had an altar in it.

The glass in the coloured windows had been broken, but we replaced it by canvas.

I hung upon the wall outside the board which I used as a sign, with the words "St.George's Church" upon it.

In this little building every morning at eight o'clock I had a celebration of Holy Communion, and I always had some men attending.
Our trenches were tolerably quiet, and lay beyond the Arras-Bethune Road.

At a place called Maison Blanche there was a large cavern which was used as a billet for one of the battalions in reserve.