We were on our way to the front line trenches one wet and dreary night
when our subaltern realised that we were lost. He asked our sergeant
if he could see the North Star. My Cockney pal, fed up, as we all
were, turned to me and said: "Pass the word back and ask if anyone 'as
got a Nawth Star in his pocket."--_H. J. Perry, 42 Wells House Road,
Willesden Junction, N.W.10._