Excerpt: ...the lowing of cattle, And the clang of the bluebells is death to my liver, And the roar of the dandelion gives me a shiver, And a glacier, in movement, is much too exciting, And I'm nervous, when standing on one, of alighting- Give me Peace; that is all, that is all that I seek ... Say, starting on Saturday week. ONE STAR Occasionally I receive letters from friends, whom I have not seen lately, addressed to Lieutenant M -- and apologizing prettily inside in case I am by now a colonel; in drawing-rooms I am sometimes called "Captain-er"; and up at the Fort the other day a sentry of the Royal Defence Corps, wearing the Crecy medal, mistook me for a Major, and presented crossbows to me. This is all wrong. As Mr. Garvin well points out, it is important that we should not have a false perspective of the War. Let me, then, make it perfectly plain-I am a Second Lieutenant. When I first became a Second Lieutenant I was rather proud. I was a Second Lieutenant "on probation." On my right sleeve I wore a single star. So: (on probation, of course). On my left sleeve I wore another star. So: (also on probation). They were good stars, none better in the service; and as we didn't like the sound of "on probation" Celia put a few stitches in them to make them more permanent. This proved effective. Six months later I had a very pleasant note from the King telling me that the days of probation were now over, and making it clear that he and I were friends. I was now a real Second Lieutenant. On my right sleeve I had a single star. Thus: (not on probation). On my left sleeve I also had a single star. In this manner: This star also was now a fixed one. From that time forward my thoughts dwelt naturally on promotion. There were exalted persons in the regiment called Lieutenants. They had two stars on each sleeve. So: I decided to become a Lieutenant. Promotion in our regiment was difficult. After giving the matter every...