It was not quite dark, because there was a kind of suffused light from the hidden moon, so that I could see the black mass of the cathedral city, the storm-centre of this battle, and away behind me to the left the tall, broken towers of Mont-St.-Eloi, white and ghostly looking, across to the Vimy Ridge.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
On the night of June 6 they lay by St.-Eloi, in the salient opposite the Mound, a famous heap of earth taken over by the glorious old 3rd Division, and lost when the Canadians were violently attacked a year ago.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
We know that they had no chance of getting near our lines because of our far-reaching fire, and the work of our aircraft-and the men of Messines and Wytschaete and all the ground south of St.-Eloi were cut off and captured, if they did not die.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs