Our Battalion: Being Some Slight Impressions of His Majesty's Auxiliary Forces, in Camp and ElsewhereRaven-Hill, L. (Leonard)
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Our Battalion: Being Some Slight Impressions of His Majesty's Auxiliary Forces, in Camp and Elsewhere
Raven-Hill, L. (Leonard)
Armies -- Caricatures and cartoons; Caricatures and cartoons -- Great Britain
Went over to the Wildshires in the evening. Awfully sporting lot. Found
'em having chariot races in armchairs with obstacles. Being a guest, was
asked to be passenger; nothing broken but the chair. Musical lot, too.
Have great formula when they want a song from anyone, "Will you come to
the piano, or will you be fetched?" They generally come. Rather late
before I got back. Never knew a camp with so many confounded tent ropes.
* * * * *
_Thursday._--Annual inspection. Filthy day. Inspected every ten minutes,
with slight interval for showers. Was hurried off to a piquet. Rushed
out patrols and sentries somewhere. Got told to alter 'em. If you wanted
to know anything you were told to ask some one else. Always the same
game. Hardly a soul knows what they're supposed to be doing. You're not
certain yourself, and if you are, you haven't time to tell your men. So
everyone produces little red books, and studies "What to do and How to
do it," by "One who thinks he knows." No wonder the regulars jibe at us;
it's astonishing we're as good as we are. Everybody a bit off to-day.
* * * * *
_Friday._--Paraded half an hour earlier, as we had about seven miles to
march to the rendezvous. Tried to stop my fellows from emptying their
water-bottles at the first halt. It would do 'em good if the water-cart
got lost for once, and they had to make the contents of their bottles
last them the day.
Find we're to act as rearguard to something. Got told off to occupy a
bit of a wood right away on the flank. Thank goodness they haven't told
me what to do or how long to hold on, or anything, so I shall get out of
touch as soon as I can and play off my own bat. Rather good little wood.
Men awfully keen on the job. Soon after we occupied position, spotted
party of the enemy coming through gap in the hills. Couldn't see them
very well on account of the haze, so waited till they got fairly near,
and then gave 'em a volley. They sent an orderly over to know what the
deuce I meant by firing on the ambulance. Felt rather an ass, but found
out afterwards every party they had passed had paid them the same
compliment. Soon after scout came in with news of enemy. I wanted to
ambush 'em, but some silly fool fired without orders, so it became a
regular attack. Put three companies out of action before we retired, but
cut it rather too fine, and a few of my chaps got collared. Found the
rest of the rearguard had cleared before. Some of 'em mistook us for the
bally foe, and blazed into us like old boots. Rotted 'em no end when we
got up to them. Everything got in the most awful muddle after a bit; no
one knew who was which. After the "Cease fire" sounded came across a lot
of chaps firing like mad at anybody who came near. Told 'em the "Cease
fire" had gone. "'Cease fire' be damned!" said one of them. "We ain't
had a look in till now!"
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