During a patrol in No Man's Land at Flesquières we were between a
German patrol and their front line, but eventually we were able to get
back. I went to our Lewis gun post and told them Jerry had a patrol
out. I was told: "One German came dahn 'ere last night--full marchin'
order." "Didn't you ask him in?" I said. "No. Told him to get out of
it. You can't put a Lewis gun on one man going on leave," was the
reply.--_C. G. Welch, 109 Sayer Street, S.E.17._
"Q" for Quinine
In the autumn of 1917, on the Salonika front, we were very often
short of bread, sugar, etc., the reason, we were told by the
Quartermaster-Sergeant, being that the boats were continually sunk.
At this time the "quinine parade" was strictly enforced, because of
malaria, which was very prevalent.
One day we were lined up for our daily dose, which was a very strong
and unpleasant one, when one of our drivers, a bit of a wag, was heard
to say to the M.O.: "Blimey! the bread boat goes dahn, the beef boat
goes dahn, the rum and sugar boat goes dahn, but the perishin' quinine
boat always gets 'ere."--_R. Ore (100 Brigade, R.F.A.), 40 Lansdowne
Road, Tottenham, N.17._