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54816	Lintier, Paul	My .75: Reminiscences of a Gunner of a .75m/m Battery in 1914			.txt	text/plain	63377	4951	88	encamped for the night--men and horses lying in the damp grass--we artillery--more than sixty guns--waiting for the enemy in this field, dark, wide-open window, looked like a bunch of black grapes hanging in yesterday an old battery horse named Défricheur died in his turn. driver and his horses looked like a sort of moving shadow. wounded on our lurching and jolting wagons looked like men crucified. artillery in position, the motionless batteries showing up like black field swept by the German guns, a wild look in his eyes. The men ran to the guns and layed them, the breeches coming to rest as black yesterday with men and horses now appeared absolutely white As we stood waiting for orders in a field, our guns in double column, The men of the firing battery let themselves fall in the straw like a glimpse of a long road black with men and horses.	./cache/54816.txt	./txt/54816.txt