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The Motor-Bus in War
Being the Impressions of an A.S.C. Officer during Two and a Half Years at the Front

The Motor-Bus in War Being the Impressions of an A.S.C. Officer during Two and a Half Years at the Front

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THE MOTOR-BUS IN WAR

THE MOTOR-BUS IN WAR

BEING THE IMPRESSIONS OF AN A.S.C.
OFFICER DURING TWO AND A
HALF YEARS AT THE FRONT

BY

A. M. BEATSON

(Temp. Lieut. A.S.C.)

LONDON
T. FISHER UNWIN LTD.
ADELPHI TERRACE

First published in 1918

(All rights reserved)

To
LIEUT.-COL. GERALD CHARLES GORDON BLUNT,
D.S.O.

Army Service Corps
as a mark of esteem

CONTENTS

Chapter

  1. Introduction

  2. "Au Revoir" to England

  3. Railhead

  4. Supply Columns and Rations

  5. The Motor-Lorry Convoy

  6. The Workshops

  7. Life behind the Line

  8. From Béthune to Ypres

  9. Mr. Thomas Atkins and the French

  10. With the R.H.A. Batteries (contributed)

  11. Along the Somme Valley

  12. Between the Ancre and the Somme

  13. From Arras to Albert

  14. To Bapaume, Péronne, and Beyond

THE MOTOR-BUS IN WAR

Chapter I

INTRODUCTION

The War has been responsible, amongst other things, for the publication of a number of books dealing with it in its different aspects and from various points of view.

Many of these have been written by men who, previous to it, possibly never thought of writing a book, and even less of seeing what they had written reproduced in print.

Finding themselves, however, amongst entirely novel surroundings, engaged in an adventure equally different from anything they had previously anticipated even in their wildest flights of imagination, they have sought to place on record some account of their experiences on active service, but in nearly every case of the actual fighting in which they have taken part with their regiments or batteries at the front.

The majority of people at home very naturally focus their mind's eye on what is taking place actually in the long lines of trenches that stretch from the sea in the North right down to Switzerland in the South, particularly in those manned by the British armies, scarcely realizing the stupendous part in the war drama that is played by the men engaged in the vast organization behind the battle-line. The organization that is essential in order to maintain an army in the field as an effective fighting force, by supplying and conveying to it its two main wants—food and ammunition—thus enabling it to keep itself alive and destroy the life of its enemy. An army in the field drags behind it a long chain of transport, mechanical and animal, advanced supply depots, hospitals, rest camps, etc., and communications by which it is securely fastened to fixed bases at its rear. There are in France to-day thousands of men from the railheads nearest the firing-line, right through the long lines of communication to the base supply depots, leading a more or less uneventful life of regular routine, freed to a certain extent from the dangers of shot and shell, but who are, nevertheless, "doing their bit somewhere in France." Whether the establishment of men so engaged is too large and should be reduced to enable more men to be available for the firing-line, as has been recently suggested in Parliament and elsewhere, is a matter I do not propose to discuss at any length, but would add that nearly all the criticism which has been levelled at Army administration has been destructive as opposed to constructive criticism, which is, of course, not only more difficult but infinitely more useful.

Preparations on a vast scale have been created, and should our armies in due course advance and drive the invader before them, every bit of that vast organization will be needed, and, moreover, should its efficiency fail, the advancing armies would find themselves in a sorry

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