original theories and ideas of a woman who never allowed anyone else 
to do her thinking for her. A striking sermon or book may be criticised 
or discussed, the pros and cons of some measure of social reform 
weighed in the balance; and the actual daily chronicle of her busy life, 
of her travels, her various experiences and adventures, makes a most 
interesting and fascinating tale. 
So much of the material was obviously intended to form the basis for 
an autobiography that the executors came to the conclusion that it 
would be a thousand pities to withhold it from the public, and at some 
future date it is very much hoped to produce a complete life of Miss 
Macnaughtan as narrated in her diaries. Meanwhile, however, the 
publisher considers that Miss Macnaughtan's war experiences are of 
immediate interest to her many friends and admirers, and I have been 
asked to edit those volumes which refer to her work in Belgium, at 
home, in Russia, and on the Persian front. 
Except for an occasional word where the meaning was obscure, I have 
added nothing to the diaries. I have, of course, omitted such passages as 
appeared to be private or of family interest only; but otherwise I have
contented myself with a slight rearrangement of some of the paragraphs, 
and I have inserted a few letters and extracts from letters, which give a 
more interesting or detailed account of some incident than is found in 
the corresponding entry in the diary. With these exceptions the book is 
published as Miss Macnaughtan wrote it. I feel sure that her own story 
of her experiences would lose much of its charm if I interfered with it, 
and for this reason I have preserved the actual diary form in which it 
was written. 
To many readers of Miss Macnaughtan's books her diaries of the war 
may come as a slight surprise. There is a note of depression and 
sadness, and perhaps even of criticism, running through them, which is 
lacking in all her earlier writings. I would remind people that this book 
is the work of a dying woman; during the whole of the period covered 
by it, the author was seriously ill, and the horror and misery of the war, 
and the burden of a great deal of personal sorrow, have left their mark 
on her account of her experiences. 
I should like to thank those relations and friends of Miss Macnaughtan 
who have allowed me to read and publish the letters incorporated in 
this book, and I gratefully acknowledge the help and advice I have 
received in my task from my mother, from my husband, and from Miss 
Hilda Powell, Mr. Stenning, and Mr. R. Sommerville. I desire also to 
express my gratitude to Mr. John Murray for many valuable hints and 
suggestions about the book, and for the trouble he has so kindly taken 
to help me to prepare it for the press. 
BETTY SALMON. 
ZILLEBEKE, WALTHAM ST. LAWRENCE, TWYFORD, 
BERKSHIRE, October, 1918. 
 
MY WAR EXPERIENCES IN TWO CONTINENTS
PART I 
BELGIUM 
 
CHAPTER I 
ANTWERP 
On September 20th, 1914, I left London for Antwerp. At the station I 
found I had forgotten my passport and Mary had to tear back for it. 
Great perturbation, but kept this dark from the rest of the staff, for they 
are all rather serious and I am head of the orderlies. We got under way 
at 4 a.m. next morning. All instantly began to be sick. I think I was the 
worst and alarmed everybody within hearing distance. One more 
voyage I hope--home--then dry land for me. 
We arrived at Antwerp on the 22nd, twenty-four hours late. The British 
Consul sent carriages, etc., to meet us. Drove to the large Philharmonic 
Hall, which has been given us as a hospital. Immediately after breakfast 
we began to unpack beds, etc., and our enormous store of medical 
things; all feeling remarkably empty and queer, but put on heroic 
smiles and worked like mad. Some of the staff is housed in a convent 
and the rest in rooms over the Philharmonic Hall. 
23 September.--Began to get things into order and to allot each person 
her task. Our unit consists of Mrs. St. Clair Stobart, its head; Doctors 
Rose Turner, F. Stoney, Watts, Morris, Hanson and Ramsey (all 
women); orderlies--me, Miss Randell (interpreter), Miss Perry, Dick, 
Stanley, Benjamin, Godfrey,{2} Donnisthorpe, Cunliffe, and Mr. Glade. 
Everyone very zealous and inclined to do anybody's work except their 
own. Keen competition for everyone else's tools, brooms, dusters, etc. 
Great roaming about. All mean well. 
25 September.--Forty wounded men were brought into our hospital 
yesterday. Fortunately we had everything ready, but it took a bit of
doing. We are all dead tired, and not so keen as we were about doing 
other people's work.    
    
		
	
	
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