Our officers don’t grab the best for themselves like the German brutes.
The other night, in the wet and cold--and it was really cold--three of
our officers turned out of a snug big bedroom in a farm to make way
for four of our privates who were done up with cold and fatigue: _Pte.
Watts, Cheshire Regiment_.
Scented!
Soap is unknown out here, but luck had it that I found a German
haversack the other day. It contained, amongst numerous useless things,
two sticks of shaving soap (scented). Now all the troops are chipping
me for using scented soap on active service. I don’t mind--it’s soap:
_Pte. Revis, 4th Middlesex Regiment_.