As for the Somme, that terrible battle, Davis points out that more than 19,000 Brits died there.
In The Missing of the Somme, one war, the Great War, is more directly his subject.
Smith survived the night patrol, and met Tolkien again on the fringes of the Battle of the Somme that summer.
Just weeks before the Somme, British soldiers put down the rising, leaving much of the city in ruins.
“The Missing of the Somme” is carved onto the Thiepval Memorial.
One followed the right bank of the Somme, passed Peronne, and thence on to Amiens.
But the real terribleness of the Somme was not in the towns or on the roads.
He told us that his guns had had a wonderful target on the Somme in July 1916.
On the battlefield of the Somme, these are the marks of a famous place.
By the date of the Somme Battle, indeed—in the autumn, that is, of the same year—it had risen enormously.