Finally one of his mates, I am told, jumped over to his help and dragged
him clear. When he got in he asked to be put into the very next party
that should visit the German trenches. He wanted his own back.

He was one of the newest Australians. That is exactly the sort of
request that would have been made by the oldest ones.

We have seen the newest Australian draft in France, and the verdict from
first to last amongst those who know them is, "They will do." There is
always a certain amount of chaff thrown out by the oldest Australians at
the latest arrivals. The sort of Australian who used to talk about our
"tinpot navy" labelled the Australians who rushed at the chance of
adventure the moment the recruiting lists were opened "the six bob a day
tourists." Well--the "Tourists" made a name for Australia such as no
other Australians can ever have the privilege to make. The next shipment
were the "Dinkums"--the men who came over on principle to fight for
Australia--the real, fair dinkum[3] Australians. After them came the
"Super-dinkums"--and the next the "War Babies," and after them the
"Chocolate Soldiers," then the "Hard Thinkers," who were pictured as
thinking very hard before they came. And then the "Neutrals." "We know
they are not against the Allies," the others said, when came news of the
latest drafts still training steadily under peace conditions, "we know
they are not against us--we suppose they are just neutral."

[3] "Dinkum"--Australian for "true."

There has always been some chaff thrown at the latest arrival--and it
is a mistake to think that there was never any feeling behind the chaff.
I remember long ago at Anzac when a new draft was moving up past some of