The Blinded Soldiers and Sailors Gift Book

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George Goodchild
G. P. Putnam's Sons, 1916 - 231 páginas
Anthology of prose and poetry by authors including John Milton, John Galsworthy, Edmund Gosse and G.K. Chesterton, set against the background of the World War I. Some of the stories also concern blindness.
 

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Página 119 - If they must make war," these young men thought, " why in thunder don't they do it like sensible men ? " They resented the assumption that their own side was too stupid to do anything more than play their enemy's game, that they were going to play this costly folly according to the rules of unimaginative men. They resented being forced to the trouble of making...
Página 115 - SUBSEQUENT authorities have found fault with the first land ironclads in many particulars, but assuredly they served their purpose on the day of their appearance. They were essentially long, narrow, and very strong steel frameworks carrying the engines, and borne upon eight pairs of big pedrail wheels, each about ten feet in diameter, each a driving wheel and set upon long axles free to swivel round a common axis. This arrangement gave them the maximum of adaptability to the contours of the ground....
Página 127 - sa plainer duty still : We need to meet the instant ill, To heal the wound, to hide the scarWe that look on ! What timelier task for brain and quill Than aiding eyes no light can thrill, No sight of all good things that are, No morning sky, no evening star — Shall we not help with all our...
Página 116 - A little twisted strand of wire like an electric-light wire ran from this implement up to the gun, and as the dividers opened and shut the sights went up or down. Changes in the clearness of the atmosphere, due to changes of moisture, were met by an ingenious use of that meteorologically sensitive substance, catgut, and when the land ironclad moved forward the sights got a compensatory deflection in the direction of its motion. The rifleman stood up in his pitch-dark chamber and watched the little...
Página 118 - Half circle round towards the right," or what not, he was in the oil-smelling twilight of the ill-lit engineroom. Close beside him on either side was the mouthpiece of a speaking-tube, and ever and again he would direct one side or other of his strange craft to " Concentrate fire forward on gunners," or to " Clear out trench about a hundred yards on our right front.
Página 98 - It's nothing," said the young lieutenant, still looking. " What's nothing ? " The young lieutenant put down his glass and pointed. " I thought I saw something there, behind the stems of those trees. Something black. What it was I don't know." The war correspondent tried to get even by intense scrutiny.
Página 108 - Tuf-tuf, tuf-tuf, tuf-tuf," and squirting out little jets of steam behind. It had humped itself up, as a limpet does before it crawls; it had lifted its skirt and displayed along the length of it — feet I They were thick, stumpy feet, between knobs and buttons in shape — flat, broad things, reminding one of the feet of elephants or the legs of caterpillars...
Página 127 - To drive — by all fair means — afar This hideous Juggernaut of War, And teach the Future not to kill. But there's a plainer duty still: We need to meet the instant ill, To heal the wound, to hide the scar — We that look on! What timelier task for brain and quill Than aiding...
Página 116 - ... adjustable skirt of twelve-inch iron-plating which protected the whole affair, and who could also raise or depress a conning-tower set about the port-holes through the centre of the iron top cover. The riflemen each occupied a small cabin of peculiar construction, and these cabins were slung along the sides of and before and behind the great main framework, in a manner suggestive of the slinging of the seats of an Irish jaunting-car. Their rifles, however, were very different pieces of apparatus...

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