The Soul of the War

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 511 | Released on: 30/11/2017

hat they came from Manchester, and by their knapsacks, which contained all their baggage, it was obvious that they were on a short trip to Paris.

eather lounge-I met him afterwards at the Brit

ational situation. Perhaps it will be easi

round, lads!" said

, waving farewells to England, as the syren hooted, above a rattle of chains and the crash of the gangway which dropped to the quayside. They had bee

l'Angl

me back from

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sails all agleam as it crossed the bar of a searchlight so that it seemed like a fairy ship in the v

meet to-night!" I said to the s

skipper and crew. Spies all of them,

d gold. As I stared back into the blinding rays I felt that the eyes of the warships could look into my very soul, and I walked to the other side of the boat as though abashed by this scrutiny. I looked back to the shore, with its winking lights and looming cliffs, and wished I could see by some kind of searchlight into the

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Philip Gibbs Literature

“Sir Philip Gibbs (1877-1962) served as one of five official British reporters during the First World War. Born in London the son of a civil servant, Gibbs received a home education and determined at an early age to develop a career as a writer. His debut article was published in 1894 in the Daily Chronicle; five years later he published the first of many books, Founders of the Empire. His wartime output was prodigious. He not only produced a stream of newspaper articles but also a series of books: The Soul of the War (1915), The Battle of the Somme (1917), Now It Can Be Told (1920) and The Realities of War (1920). (Excerpt from Google)”