"Over There" with the Australians by R. Hugh (Reginald Hugh) Knyvett
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marvelled at our frankness in putting notice at the entrance to the
harbor "_Dead Slow_," and he never learned, after months of residence, that said notice was really a warning to shipping. But at any rate the soldiers livened things up. They were gathered from many States--their day was just "one damn thing after another"--sometimes varied a bit with a right turn instead of left, and sometimes we would salute to the right instead of the left--but when night came, fun must be had somehow, and Bendigo had to supply it. We all had some intelligence, so after spending a whole day in employment that forbade our using the smallest atom, we would seek during the night a "safety-valve." The camp was in the show-ground, which naturally divided the young animals in training into different sorts--the élite had the grand stand, horse-boxes were grabbed by the N. C. O.'s, prize-cattle stalls were clean enough, but some line of mental association must have caused the powers that be to allot the "pig-and-dog" section to the military police and their prey. It was fun on the arrival of a fresh contingent who were told "they could take what accommodation was left in the grand stand, the remainder having to bunk in the animal stalls," to see them rush the lower tiers, appropriating their six-foot length by dumping their "blueys" upon it, but that same night they would be convinced of their mistake as the old hands, living above them, exhibited their joy at having dodged the guard, returning in the small hours, by walking on every one possible on their way up top. Next morning there would be more applications for "horse-and-cattle" stalls, but the best ones |
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