
In one of these drawings, Mr. Bone gives a rousing glimpse of trench life at a moment of action. These are its moments of transfiguration, when all the glow of courage, that has been banked down and husbanded through the months of waiting and guarding, bursts, at a word of command, into flame. The rest of trench life is work, contrivance and observation. It has been called monotonous.
The breech is open: underneath it, hidden from sight, the mechanics are at work. Such a scene has a special appeal to those who loves Jules Verne in their youth. Those largest of all guns seem as if they could fulfil the hopes of Verne's sanguine President of the Gun Club and justify his fervid belief in ballistics as your only science.
A series of sketches, drawings and paintings from the 'Ruined Tower of Becordel-Becourt' to the 'The Giant Slotters,' Mr. Bone's sketches give us a unique eyewitness account of life on the Western Front. ![A Gateway at Arras][2] [1]: http://ia310812.us.archive.org/BookReader/BookReaderImages.php?zip=/1/items/westernfront00bone/westernfront00bone_jp2.zip&file=westernfront00bone_jp2/westernfront00bone_0117.jp2&scale=6&rotate=0&scale=5&rotate=0 [2]: http://ia310812.us.archive.org/BookReader/BookReaderImages.php?zip=/1/items/westernfront00bone/westernfront00bone_jp2.zip&file=westernfront00bone_jp2/westernfront00bone_0151.jp2&scale=4&rotate=0&scale=5&rotate=0
1876 – 1953
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