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Fragments From France · Bruce Bairnsfather — chapter 8 of 10 · ~360 words · public domain

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My Hat!

Helmets, Shrapnel, One.]

"Well, yer know, I like the photo of you in your gas mask best."]

UP LAST DRAFT: "I suppose you 'as to be careful 'ow you looks over the parapet about 'ere."

OUT SINCE MONS: "You needn't worry, me lad; the rats are going to be your only trouble."]

"As far as I can make out from this 'ere prophecy-book, Bill, the seventh year is going to be the worst, and after that every fourteenth!"]

Captain Mills-Bomme's temperature cracks the thermometer on seeing his recent daring exploits described as "On our right there is nothing to report."

(He and his battalion had merely occupied three lines of German trenches, and held them through a storm of heavy Lyddite for forty-eight hours.)]

"Where the ---- 'ell are ye comin to!"

"---- your ---- eyes you can ---- well carry these ---- things yerself"

"yer ---- well wants elephants for this job"

Tactical Developments.

Private 9998 Blobs has always thought a machine for imitating the sound of ration parties (and thus drawing fire) an excellent idea, but simply hates his evening for working it.]

Crash

Bang

Crash

That "Out Wiring" Sensation.]

The Flanders Sea Lion (Leo Maritimus).

"An almost extinct amphibian, first discovered in Flanders during the Winter of 1914-15. Feeds almost exclusively on Plum and Apple Jam and Rum. Only savage when the latter is knocked off."]

Private Wm. Jones is not half so annoyed at accidentally falling down the mine crater as he is at hearing two friends murmuring the first verse of "Don't go down the mine, Daddy."]

Private Smith (late Shinio, the popular juggler) appreciably lowers the protective value of his section's shrapnel helmets by practising his celebrated plate and basin spinning act.]

"Keep away from the 'ive, Bert; 'e's goin' to sting yer!"]

That Provost-Marshal Feeling.

A sensation only to be had at a Base--in other words, a base sensation.]

"I wish the 'ell you'd put a cork on that blinkin' pin of yours, Bert!"]

"Darling, every potato that I have is yours" (engaged).]

"Well, you see, here's the church and there's the post-office."]

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