Selection of camps--Corn-fields--Maps--The way to Pekin-- A picturesque temple--The red and the black-faced God of War--A pale-faced god--Stifling heat--Japanese and the watermelons -- British -- Indian -- The Russian soldier--Kitchen on wheels--Prayers.
IN my moments of leisure, if one may call them so, and when there was no fighting going on, I took special delight in going to visit the various camps of the Allies, or in riding backwards and forwards to see how the different troops were marching.
I was particularly impressed by seeing how clever and sensible the British, the Russians and the Japanese were in selecting their resting-grounds, and how shockingly unhappy was the American General in the selection of a suitable camp for his men. In a suffocating climate like the one in which we were, the main point in selecting a camp was to get as much air as possible, besides, of course, water. The more open the better, a hill being preferable to a hollow.
Whether by carelessness or otherwise, the poor American fellows, who suffered terribly on the road to begin with, were invariably made to settle down at night in fields of thick Indian corn, which varied in height from four to six feet. Now, if there is one place where no sensible person would ever settle for a night's sleep, it is a corn-field, for,