1. I. Paul is condemned to death. We are at rest Yesterday, five miles behind the front. and now our bellies are full we were relieved We are satisfied and at peace. of beef and haricot beans.

2. We are at rest we were relieved We are satisfied and at peace. II. Paul receives the cross. They are able to think beyond it. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be.

3. We are at rest They are able to think beyond it. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be. We are at restwe were relieved We are satisfied and at peace. III. The first fall. With a crash something black bears down It lands close beside us; a coffin thrown up. on us.

4. They are able to think beyond it. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be. We are at restwe were relieved We are satisfied and at peace. IV. Paul meets his mother. We are cut off from activity, from striving, from progress. We believe in such things no longer, we believe in the war.

5. They are able to think beyond it. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be. We are at restwe were relieved We are satisfied and at peace. V. Kat carries the cross. Kat stands before me, stooping shadow falls upon me his gigantic, like home. He speaks gently, he smiles and goes back to the fire.

6. They are able to think beyond it. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. We, however, have been gripped by it and do not know what the end may be. We are at rest We are satisfied and at peace. Kat stands before me, his gigantic, VI. The Little Brunette wipes Paul’s face with her veil come what may-- now nothing remains I let myself drop into the unknown no rifle, the assurance and self-confidence of the soldier; to recall for me no belt, no tunic, no cap. yet, in spite of all, I feel somewhat afraid.

7. VII. The Second Fall. What is after it sothat only makes everything A pause leave? much worse. We, however, have been gripped by it Kat stands before me, his gigantic, They are able to think beyond it. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. and do not know what the end may be. We are at rest We are satisfied and at peace.

8. We, however, have been gripped by it Kat stands before me, his gigantic, They are able to think beyond it. and do not know what the end may be. We are at rest We are satisfied and at peace. that only makes everything after it so VIII. Paul meets the men of Russia into our friends.A word of command has made these silent figures our enemies; might transform them A word of command For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption.

9. IX. The third fall. We, however, have been gripped by it Kat stands before me, his gigantic, They are able to think beyond it.We are at rest We are satisfied and at peace. that only makes everything after it so and do not know what the end may be. For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. That is the resultof all this leave, But I cannot reassure myself;I plead in extenuation. I become terribly faint.

10. We, however, Kat stands before me, his gigantic, We are at rest after it so and do not know what the end may be. They are able to think beyond it.We are at rest We are satisfied and at peace.For the others, the older men, it is but and interruption. of all this leave, That is the result that only makes everything I plead in extenuation. But I cannot reassure myself; X. Paul is stripped of his garments. But now, for the first time,I see you are a man like me. I thoughtof your hand-grenades, and your face of your rifle; now I seeyour wife We always see it too late. and our fellowship. Forgive me, comrade. of your bayonet,

11. XI. Paul is nailed to the cross. Summer of 1918- Never was so muchsilently suffered as in the moment when we depart once again for the front-line. Never was life in the linemore bitter and full of horror than in the hours of bombardment, when the blanched faces lie in the dirt and the hands clutch at the one thought: Summer of 1918- No! Not now!Not now at the last moment! XII. Paul dies on cross. Do I walk? Have I feet still? I know nothing more.

12. XIII. Paul’s body removed from the cross. I am very quiet. Let the months and years come, they can take nothing more. they can take nothing from me, I am so alone,and so without hope that I can confront them without fear.

13. his face had an expression of calm, as though glad the end had come. XIV. Paul is laid in the tomb. the end