In 1917 I was only beginning to learn that life, for the majority of the population, is an unlovely struggle against unfair odds, culminating in a cheap funeral.
Memoirs of an Infantry Officer (1930), p.197
In 1917 I was only beginning to learn that life, for the majority of the population, is an unlovely struggle against unfair odds, culminating in a cheap funeral.
Memoirs of an Infantry Officer (1930), p.197