What a dirty-looking lot we were--holes in our clothes and beards.
Every time we passed a clothes-line the fellows took the clothes off
it. They had lassies’ nightdresses and chemises, and anything, so long
as it made a shirt. What a game it was! _A Private of the 5th Lancers_.
“Fine Feeds”
We are having good sport out here. I have got as good a heart now as I
had when I left home. I tell you, there is nothing better than having a
few shells and bullets buzzing round you as long as you don’t stop one.
We are having some fine feeds out here--ducks, chickens, rabbits, and
bags of fruit: _Trooper Maddocks, 5th Cavalry Brigade_.