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Attitudes to war (3)
SOURCE 7 a) Lance Sergeant Elmer Cotton
I was leaving a wife, home and friends and all I held dear to
me behind and departing for an unknown destination with
all the apprehension of death, wounds and hardships ahead.
Brown (1986: 39)
b) Private W T Colyer who was previously a guard atthe Tower of London
This was indeed a noble adventure, an adventure such as I
had never dreamt of in my humdrum life before the war. I felt
immediately elevated and inspired, and thanked Heaven for
being where I was.
Brown (1986: 41)
c) German soldier writing in hospital 29 August 1916
I will get along as best as I can, for I no longer have pleasure
in anything. We are already sick of the damned war, for I
think it will go on through winter. My feeling about it is
such that if I am to go back, I shall serve for three weeks and
then go sick again, for there’s no object in fighting anymore.
The Somme 1916, Jackdaw No 111
SOURCE 1 Poem by Sergeant Leslie Coulson
Who made the law that men should die in meadows?
Who spake the word that blood should splash in lanes?
Who gave it forth that gardens should be boneyards?
Who spread the hill with flesh, and blood and brains?
Brown (1986: 13)
SOURCE 2 British song
Far, far from WipersI long to be,Where German snipersCan’t get at me.Damp is my dug-outCold are my feetWaiting for a whizz-bangTo put me to sleep.
Brown (1986: 60)
SOURCE 3 Extracts from two letterswritten by German civiliansto soldiers
a) It is high time we had peace.
b) If only this wretched war would cometo an end.
The Somme 1916, Jackdaw No 111
SOURCE 5 Letter from a German soldier to hisfamily 10 September 1916
When you read these lines, I shall no longer be among the
living. I shall have breathed my last breath before the
enemy on the Somme. I could not prevent Russian
militarism from driving me to death. Oh, from the very
beginning, I had the sad feeling that I should not see my
dear ones in this world again. You can form no idea what
the poor soldiers have to go through here in this place and
how cruelly and uselessly men are sacrificed; it is awful.
The Somme 1916, Jackdaw No 111
SOURCE 6 Coppard’s description of anewly-arrived SecondLieutenant
The poor devil was paralysed with fear …
Not even the urge of nature would tempt him
out of the place [the entrance of a collapsed
dugout], and he did his business there. He lost
his appetite … At times, to my embarrassment,
he would burst into tears.
Coppard (1986: 118)
SOURCE 4
We had now been in France eight months … deep down in me I was scared of the future. For the
first few months, trench warfare had been a kind of dangerous fun to me … It was still fun when
not in the trenches. Up in the front line, however, anything approaching merriment was dead.
Rude jokes, yes, but no merriment … The dreadful winter, coupled with the constant fear of death
and insufficient food, produced a yearning for England and home.
Coppard (1986: 62)