"Our progress along the road was suddenly stopped by one of the most
horrible sights I have ever seen. A heavy howitzer shell had fallen and
burst right in the midst of a Belgian battery, making its way to the
front, causing terrible destruction. The mangled horses and men among
the debris presented a shocking spectacle.
"Eventually, we got into Dixmude itself, and every time a shell came
crashing among the roofs we thought our end had come. The Hotel de Ville
(town hall) was a sad sight. The roof was completely riddled by shell,
while inside was a scene of chaos. It was piled with loaves of bread,
bicycles, and dead soldiers.
"The battle redoubled in fury, and by 7 o'clock in the evening Dixmude
was a furnace, presenting a scene of terrible grandeur. The horizon was
red with burning homes.
"Our return journey was a melancholy one, owing to the constant trains
of wounded that were passing."
The Daily Mail's Rotterdam correspondent, telegraphing Sunday evening,
says:
"Slowly but surely the Germans are being beaten back on the western
wing, and old men and young lads are being hurried to the front. The
enemy were in strong force at Dixmude, where the Allies were repulsed
once, only to attack again with renewed vigor.
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