Battalion Headquarters—colonel and chaplain present. Enter Adjutant:
“The rum ration is due tonight, sir; am I to distribute it?” The
colonel (nobly and in a voice audible all over the trench): “No!
Damn the rum! To hell with the rum!”
_Chaplain’s letter in “Alliance News,” June 1916_
At a court-martial in Newcastle, a sergeant-major, charged with
misappropriating funds of the sergeant’s mess, pleaded that during
this period a resolution of the mess had come into effect, providing
free drinks during Christmas and the New Year.
_Facts in “Daily News,” April 17, 1916_
“In the Flying Services one has seen more than one good man go to
the dogs through drink, or become fat and flabby and useless through
just the excess of alcohol which falls short of taking to drink in
the usual acceptance of the term. More men take to drink because of
the ‘have another’ custom than because they like or need alcohol,
and simple Prohibition would stop all this nonsense straight away.
This kindly note is not the outpouring of a teetotal fanatic, for I
suppose I have paid in my time rather more than my share of the
nation’s drink-bill; it is merely a perfectly sound argument in
favour of increasing the nation’s efficiency at the expense of its
chief bad habit.”
_The Editor of “The Aeroplane”_
A lieutenant in the trenches, knowing that the rum ration made him
cold, threw his rum on the ground. His captain saw him, and
threatened to report him. “You do, sir,” said the lieutenant, “and I
will report you for being drunk on duty.”
_Facts in possession of the Author_
A seaman serving on a ship in Cork Harbour died from alcohol. Found
drunk and unknown, he was put on a stretcher and died.
_Facts in “Cork Constitution,” December 9, 1915_
“Over three-quarters of the court-martials I have had anything to do
with are due directly or indirectly to drunkenness. Many thousands
of competent N.C.O.s and soldiers have been punished, and become
useless to the nation during their punishment, as a result of drink.
“I have never been a teetotaler, and have rather opposed the radical
temperance agitation, but am now changing my views as I see our
success over here hampered and our progress towards victory retarded
so obviously by drink.”
_Letter from a Lieut.-Colonel at the Front, seen by the Author_
The captain of a British merchant ship, drunk on the bridge, ordered
his chief gunner to fire 50 rounds of shell at nothing. The gunner
fired four rounds to appease him. Going through the Mediterranean,
the drunken captain ordered his gunner to fire at a British hospital
ship, and the incident led to a struggle for life, which ended in
the captain’s being put in irons, tried, and sentenced to five
years’ penal servitude.
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