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thing on his breast (after dropping the pin, which the '
Brigade-Major adroitly recovered from the long
grass). He then, in a loud voice, wished Whitcway a
long and happy life in which to wear his decoration,
and wrung him by the hand. The little Corporal
turned about and was hurriedly escaping to the shel-
ter of the bayonet-forest, but was called back to stand
beside the General who called for the General Salute
"to do honour to White way". Three cheers were
then given, and that was, officially, the end of the
Turkish machine-gun team till the Day of Judgment.

No doubt the deed was magnificent, but the spec-
tacle wasn't impressive.

One felt it was all done to raise the morale of the
troops. The Army is kept together by such stunts. . . .
There is a "General Routine Order" which reads as
follows: "It has been ruled by the Army Council that
the act of voluntarily supplying blood for transfusion
to a comrade, although exemplifying self-sacrifice
and devotion, does not fall within the qualification
'Acts of gallantry or distinguished conduct'." In other
words, blood must be spilt, not transfused. But I am
bound to admit that the bayonet fighting lecture and
this V.C. parade have had a stimulating effect on the
troops. Good weather, rations, and billets have been
even better aids to morale, however!

I sometimes wonder whether this diary is worth
writing. But there can't be any harm in the truth,
can there? And my diary is the only person I can
talk to quite openly.

May 21. Another cloudless day. In the morning I
lectured the Company for fifteen minutes on "Morale
and Offensive Spirit". Couldn't help thinking how
amused Rivers would have been if he'd been there.
What wouldn't I give for an hour with him now!