We were still fighting hard and losing men. We knew nothing of the proposed Armistice, we didn’t know until a quarter to ten on that day. As we advanced on the village of Guiry a runner came up and told us that the Armistice would be signed at 11 o’clock that day, the 11th of November. That was the first we knew of it.
We were lined up on a railway bank nearby, the same railway bank that the Manchesters had lined up in 1914. They had fought at the battle of Mons in August that year. Some of us went down to a wood in a little valley and found the skeletons of some of the Manchesters still lying there. Lying there with their boots on, very still, no helmets, no rusty rifles or equipment, just their boots.
Marine Hubert Trotman, Royal Marine Light Infantry
It wasn’t like London, where they all got drunk of course. No, it wasn’t like that, it was all very quiet. You were so dazed you just didn’t realise that you could stand up straight and not be shot.
Corporal Reginald Leonard Haine, Honourable Artillery Company
What was one going to do next? That was very much the feeling of everyone. To some of us it was the end of four years, to others three years, to some less. For many of us it was practically the only life we had known. We had started so young.
Nearby there was a German machine gun unit giving our troops a lot of trouble. They kept on firing until practically 11 o’clock. At precisely 11 o’clock an officer stepped out of their position, stood up, lifted his helmet and bowed to the British troops. He then fell in all his men in the front of the trench and marched them off.
I always thought that this was a wonderful display of confidence in British chivalry, because the temptation to fire on them must have been very great.
Major Keith Officer, Australian Corps
The Armistice came, the day we had dreamed of. The guns stopped, the fighting stopped. Four years of noise and bangs ended in silence. The killings had stopped.
We were stunned. I had been out since 1914. I should have been happy. I was sad. I thought of the slaughter, the hardships, the waste and the friends I had lost.
Sergeant-Major Richard Tobin, Hood Battalion, Royal Naval Division
