We were disembarking at Ostend in 1914. Each man was expected to carry
as much stores as he could. Our Cockney Marine was struggling down the
gangway--full marching order, rifle slung round his neck, kitbag under
his arm, and a box in each hand.
As he balanced the boxes we heard him mutter, "S'pose, if I juggle this
lot orlright they'll poke annuver in my mouf."--_Thomas Bilson (late
Colour-Sergeant, Royal Marines), 56 The Strand, Walmer, Kent._