Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third RepublicDecle, Lionel
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Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third Republic
Decle, Lionel
France. Armée -- Military life
In order to enable my readers to understand what took place, it is
necessary to recall the description of our rooms. These apartments were
about 100 feet long, with two partitions on each side of the centre,
and rows of beds standing on each side of these partitions, which were
from 10 to 12 feet high. The "dodger" and his companions, taking a
forage-rope, with which every trooper is provided, tied a slip-knot
around the bed of the recruit, so as to encircle the three boards
forming the base of the bed as well as the mattress and the feet of the
man inside it; the end of the rope was then thrown over the partition,
being grasped on the other side by three or four men, while the "artful
one" was peeping round the corner to see that the man had not moved. He
then gave a whistle, the rope was smartly pulled, and the recruit's bed
instantly stood straight up against the wall, the man inside it being
tightly imprisoned with his feet held up in the air by the slip-knot
and his head downwards. After leaving him for a few minutes in this
uncomfortable position, the rope was suddenly slackened, and bed and
man crashed with a great noise to the floor. This was called "sending a
man to heaven," and the unfortunate victim could not possibly find out
who was responsible for the "joke."
Another trick consisted in sticking a carbine-rod between the shelf
and the clothes on it, over the recruit's head, so that the end of
the rod projected above the fellow's face; a drinking-cup filled with
water was then slung from the gun-rod by two strings fastened round its
rim, while a third and independent string attached its handle to the
rod. A piece of lighted paper was then placed on the top of the water,
and before it had time to go out, it burnt the two first strings,
tilting the water down as the cup remained suspended by its handle. The
half-minute or so which elapsed between the lighting of the paper and
the burning of the strings, enabled the men who had played the trick to
get back to bed, so that the poor fellow whose face had been deluged
with water was unable to find out who his persecutors were.
In every case when the recruit made a noise, the Corporal, who was
invariably a consenting party to these rough "amusements," came forward
and threatened to send him to the cells for disturbing his comrades.
Of course, to complain to the officers was considered by the troopers
a heinous crime, and whoever did so was never tempted to adopt that
course again.
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