MILITIAMEN LEARN THEIR JOBS

Hitherto their only training had been with miniature
targets and there was the kick of the cannon, the noise
of the tank, and the continuous buffeting to upset
them. But the progressive method had given them
confidence and they came through the test well
enough. The target was hit quite often.

The shells bounded forward and reached on the
edge of the slope the grass that the sea wind had
dried* It caught fire and a ribbon of flame spread up
to the snow. The pure fine lines of the cliff stood
out against a bay of pale green closed by a long rock.
The tanks ran on, their cannons sounding ceaselessly,
the red bombs leaping on their way, while in the
distance the cloud created by the mortar gradually
unravelled itself.

Such was one of the schools of the Royal Tank
Corps.

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