On it were hastily scrawled these words: My own dear love, what I am going to do, had to be done; do not try to prevent it, only trust in me.
"The Dead Lake and Other Tales"
Paul Heyse
Going out beyond Arras through suburbs which were in German hands until Monday last-they had scribbled their names and regiments on broken walls of strafed houses, and men of English battalions who captured them had scrawled their own names above these other signatures-I came to the German barbed wire which had protected the enemy's lines, and then into three systems of trenches which had been the objectives of our men on the morning when the battle of Arras began.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
After Nance had been tucked into bed, and was fast asleep, Martin picked up another strip of birch bark, and scrawled a note to the trader at Fort O' Rest.
"If Any Man Sin"
H. A. Cody