ACROSS THE TRENCHES.
EXCHANGE OF COMPLIMENTS
Songs to mouth-organ accompaniments in the British trenches seem always to annoy the enemy. A corporal in the King's Royal Rifles tells how during one such performance the irritation on the other side was so great that they began to " bomb us like Hades." Then the following conversation took place :—
" Go to bed. you German , do."
'" Listen to 'ees manners, you verdamt Englishe no guts. You fight me. I got guts come half-way."
" You're the German who charged me threepence for a shave somewhere in London."
" Your modder she do mv wassin : she make spoil my shirt. You no good. Sprech ' bomb righ.' ' bom lef.' and you run. When you come over and fight Uns ready for you, eh?" • " Yes, but you sausage-eating swine, you are not there when we arrive ! Where is Von Turpentine and his sardine tin naw?"
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LIII, Issue 16157, 19 February 1916, Page 2 (Supplement)
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146ACROSS THE TRENCHES. New Zealand Herald, Volume LIII, Issue 16157, 19 February 1916, Page 2 (Supplement)
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