We must note one extraordinary feature of the scene. The
men go over exactly as if they were engaged in a race. Not only is there no straggling, no slightest sign of reluctance to enter the valley of the shadow, but a visible eagerness not to be last over which literally takes away one's breath. To talk about the men being like dogs straining at the leash is utterly inadequate. What one sees is indeed a glorious example of the true and inner -meaning of military discipline. The company, or rather section, has one heart in it. The men are moved by exactly the same impulse, have the same aim and act in the same way. It is not competition but something nobler and even keener—the spirit of chivalrous co-operation. All together and all for the honour of the regiment and the love of the Mother country. That is what sends them up, bound with the glorious bond of brotherhood.
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