〃Yes； they give the battalions in the front line as much as they can but the ones in back are very short。 They have eaten all the Austrians' potatoes and chestnuts from the woods。 They ought to feed them better。 We are big eaters。 I am sure there is plenty of food。 It is very bad for the soldiers to be short of food。 Have you ever noticed the difference it makes in the way you think？〃
〃Yes；〃 I said。 〃It can't win a war but it can lose one。〃
〃We won't talk about losing。 There is enough talk about losing。 What has been done this summer cannot have been done in vain。〃
I did not say anything。 I was always embarrassed by the words sacred； glorious； and sacrifice and the expression in vain。 We had heard them； sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot； so that only the shouted words came through； and had read them； on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations； now for a long time； and I had seen nothing sacred； and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it。 There were many words that you could not stand to hear and finally only the names of places had dignity。 Certain numbers were the same way and certain dates and these with the names of the places were all you could say and have them mean anything。 Abstract words such as glory； honor； courage； or hallow were obscene beside the concrete names of villages； the numbers of roads； the names of rivers； the numbers of regiments and the dates。 Gino was a patriot； so he said things that separated us sometimes； but he was also a fine boy and I understood his being a patriot。 He was born one。 He left with Peduzzi in the car to go back to Gorizia。
It stormed all that day。 The wind drove down the rain and everywhere there was standing water and mud。 The plaster of the broken houses was gray and wet。 Late in the afternoon the rain stopped and from out number two post I saw the bare wet autumn country with clouds over the tops of the hills and the straw screening over the roads wet and dripping。 The sun came out once before it went down and shone on the bare woods beyond the ridge。 There were many Austrian guns in the woods on that ridge but only a few fired。 I watched the sudden round puffs of shrapnel smoke in the sky above a broken farmhouse near where the line was； soft puffs with a yellow white flash in the centre。 You saw the flash； then heard the crack； then saw the smoke ball distort and thin in the wind。 There were many iron shrapnel balls in the rubble of the houses and on the road beside the broken house where the post was； but they did not shell near the post that afternoon。 We loaded two cars and drove down the road that was screened with wet mats and the last of the sun came through in the breaks between the strips of mattings。 Before we were out on the clear road behind the hill the sun was down。 We went on down the clear road and as it turned a corner into the open and went into the square arched tunnel of matting the rain started again。
The wind rose in the night and at three o'clock in the morning with the rain ing in sheets there was a bombardment and the Croatians came over across the mountain meadows and through patches of woods and into the front line。 They fought in the dark in the rain and a counter…attack of scared men from the second line drove them back。 There was much shelling and many rockets in the rain and machine…gun and rifle fire all along the line。 They did not e again and it was quieter and between the gusts of wind and rain we could hear the sound of a great bombardment far to the north。
The wounded were ing into the post； some were carried on stretchers； some walking and some were brought on the backs of men that came across the field。 They were wet to the skin and all were scared。 We filled two cars with stretcher cases as they came up from the cellar of the post and as I shut the door of the second car and fastened it I felt the rain on my face turn to snow。 The flakes were ing heavy and fast in the rain。
When daylight came the storm was still blowing but the snow had stopped。 It had melted as it fell on the wet ground and now it was raining again。 There was another attack just after daylight but it was unsuccessful。 We expected an attack all day but it did not e until the sun was going down。 The bombardment started to the south below the long wooded ridge where the Austrian guns were concentrated。 We expected a bombardment but it did not e。 It was getting dark。 Guns were firing from the field behind the village and the shells； going away； had a fortable sound。
We heard that the attack to the south had been unsuccessful。 They did not attack that night but we heard that they had broken through to the north。 In the night word came that we were to prepare to retreat。 The captain at the post told me this。 He had it from the Brigade。 A little while later he came from the telephone and said it was a lie。 The Brigade had received orders that the line of the Bainsizza should be held no matter what happened。 I asked about the break through and he said that he had heard at the Brigade that the Austrians had broken through the twenty…seventh army corps up toward Caporetto。 There had been a great battle in the north all day。
〃If those bastards let them through we are cooked；〃 he said。
〃It's Germans that are attacking；〃 one of the medical officers said。 The word Germans was something to be frightened of。 We did not want to have anything to do with the Germans。
〃There are fifteen divisions of Germans；〃 the medical officer said。 〃They have broken through and we will be cut off。〃
〃At the Brigade； they say this line is to be held。 They say they have not broken through badly and that we will hold a line across the mountains from Monte Maggiore。〃
〃Where do they hear this？〃
〃From the Division。〃
〃The word that we were to retreat came from the Division。〃
〃We work under the Army Corps；〃 I said。 〃But here I work under you。 Naturally when you tell me to go I will go。 But get the orders straight。〃
〃The orders are that we stay here。 You clear the wounded from here to the clearing station。〃
〃Sometimes we clear from the clearing station to the field hospitals too；〃 I said。 〃Tell me； I have never seen a retreat……if there is a retreat how are all the wounded evacuated？〃
〃They are not。 They take as many as they can and leave the rest。〃
〃What will I take in the cars？〃
〃Hospital equipment。〃
〃All right；〃 I said。
The next night the retreat started。 We heard that Germans and Austrians had broken through in the north and were ing down the mountain valleys toward Cividale and Udine。 The retreat was orderly； wet and sullen。 In the night； going slowly along the crowded roads we passed troops marching under the rain； guns； horses pulling wagons； mules； motor trucks； all moving away from the front。 There was no more disorder than in an advance。
That night we helped empty the field hospitals that had been set up in the least ruined villages of the plateau； taking the wounded down to Plava on the river…bed： and the next day hauled all day in the rain to evacuate the hospitals and clearing station at Plava。 It rained steadily and the army of the Bainsizza moved down off the plateau in the October rain and across the river where the great victories had menced in the spring of that year。 We came into Gorizia in the middle of the next day。 The rain had stopped and the town was nearly empty。 As we came up the street they were loading the girls from the soldiers' whorehouse into a truck。 There were seven girls and they had on their hats and coats and carried small suitcases。 Two of them were crying。 Of the others one smiled at us and put out her tongue and fluttered it up and down。 She had thick full lips and black eyes。
I stopped the car and went over and spoke to the matron。 The girls from the officers' house had left early that morning； she said。 Where were they going？ To Conegliano； she said。 The truck started。 The girl with thick lips put out her tongue again at us。 The matron waved。 The two girls kept on crying。 The others looked interestedly out at the town。 I got back in the car。
〃We ought to go with them；〃 Bonello said。 〃That would be a good trip。〃
〃We'll have a good trip；〃 I said。
〃We'll have a hell of a trip。〃
〃That's what I mean；〃 I said。 We came up the drive to the villa。
〃I'd like to be there when some of those tough babies climb in and try and hop them。〃
〃You think they will？〃
〃Sure。 Everybody in the Second Army knows that matron。〃
We were outside the villa。
〃They call her the Mother Superior；〃 Bonello said。 〃The girls are new but everybody knows her。 They must have brought them up just before the retreat。〃
〃They'll have a time。〃
〃I'll say they'll have a time。 I'd like to have a crack at them for nothing。 They charge too much at that house anyway。 The government gyps us。〃
〃Take the car out and have the mechanics go over it；〃 I said。 〃Change the oil and check the differential。 Fill it up and then get some sleep。〃
〃Yes； Signor Tenente。〃
The villa was empty。 Rinaldi was gone with the hospital。 The major was gone taking hospital personnel in the staff car。 There was a note on the window for me to fill the cars with the material piled in the hall and to proceed to Pordenone。 The mechanics were gone already。 I went out back to the garage。 The other two cars came in while I was there and their drivers got down。 It was starting to rain again。
〃I'm so……sleepy I went to sleep three times ing here from Plava；〃 Piani said。 〃What are we going to do； Tenente？〃
〃We'll change the oil； grease them； fill them up； then take them around in front and load up the junk they've left。〃
〃Then do we start？〃
〃No； we'll sleep for three hours。〃
〃Christ I'm glad to sleep；〃 Bonello said。 〃I couldn't keep awake driving。〃
〃How's your car； Aymo？〃 I asked。
〃It's all right。〃
〃Get me a monkey suit and I'll help you with the oil。〃
〃Don't you do that； Tenente；〃 Aymo said。 〃Ifs nothing to do。 You go and pack your things。〃
〃My things are all packed；〃 I said。 〃I'll go and carry out the stuff that they left for us。 Bring the cars around as soon as they're ready。〃
They brought the cars around to the fron