It was a dull day in the trenches, and a bunch of Tommies had gathered
and were discussing events. After a while the talk turned on a big Boche
who had been captured the night before.
"He was scared stiff," said one Tommy.
"Did he run?" asked another.
"Run?" replied the first. "Why, if that Boche had had jest one feather
in his hand he'd 'a' flew."