THE PETTED HUN.

Auckland Star, Volume XLIX, Issue 167, 15 July 1918, Page 4

THE PETTED HUN.

I CODDLING TFT! GERMAN PRISONER A soldier who returned recently from ; the front explained bow the German | prisoner has first claim upon the care o£; " the attendants at the field dressing 1 stations. ' "You never hear a word out of the ! wounded digger. Give him a fag and he's happy, no matter if he ie dying. ! '"But when we get a wounded German at the dressing station, • we're kept 'busy. If we have a brazier, he must be put ' nearest it, and our wounded soldiers must keep back." "But why?" he was asked} Consideration for the enemy can go a long way, j but it hardly seemed fair to coddle the ! German at the expense of our own wounded, and, perhaps, dying. 1 "Oh, it's not because we like to do it; r it's because it's orders. A German prisoner has to be looked after, because he j can give us information. And he won't information unless he feels like it. t The only way to get into his good graces is to make him feel friendly towards us. j So we've got to look after him like a brother. If there's a drop of rum about, he j gets it. If there's a warm place in the j shed, he gets there, and is turned over '_ whenever one side is getting chilly. And 3 he is always complaining, while you never hear a word from £he digger. "Except once. -A wounded digger, who " saw us making a fuss over a sulky Ger--1 man wounded, said, 'If I could only get ! up I'd kill that bloke!' " ° "But we've got to do it—to get information. And we get it. , *