Hundreds of men were now walking over the open in all directions.

German prisoners were being hurried back in scores.
Wounded men, stretcher-bearers and men following up the advance were seen on all sides, and on the ground lay the bodies of friends and foes who had passed to the Great Beyond.

I met a British staff officer coming back from the front, who told me he belonged to Army Headquarters.

He asked me if I was a Canadian, and when I replied that I was, he said, "I congratulate you upon it." I reminded him that British artillery were also engaged in the attack and should share in the glory.

"That may be", he said, "but, never since the world began have men made a charge with finer spirit.