The Germans are bad fighters. They rely on their big guns to do their
work. They won’t come out to fight you with their rifles.... I have
seen three big battles, and got hit in the fourth one. Hard lines,
isn’t it? I have the bullet in my foot yet, but I must wait for my
turn, as there are a lot waiting to be X-rayed: _Lance-Corporal G.
Percy_.
Took the “Bully”
We got caught in a wood, where I was wounded. When the fire stopped the
Germans came to us and pinched everything we had. We drew five francs
the day before, the only pay-day we had had out here, and the beggars
stole the lot. They even sat down in front of us and tucked into the
“bully” they had done us down for: _Pte. Blissenden, Grenadier Guards_.
“Roll on, London!”
One German prisoner says, “I don’t want to fight. Roll on, London.” I
suppose he was a waiter in some of the London hotels. Some of them look
pitiful sights. They are starved, and when they come here they are all
well looked after. They say they are glad it is the British who have
taken them. They know the French would not give them much. They have
good reason too: _An Aberdeen Reservist of the Royal Field Artillery_.