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Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 30, Issue 19, 8 March 1918, Page 6

A description of some of the failures of the Women’s Land Army in an English women’s paper is very funny. The writer, a lady, says: “Our local women have gone chiefly to munitions, there being several factories in this neighbourhood. Of the numerous women who have come to us, perhaps the most romantic story is that of one who found her father after twenty-five years’ separation. She had been left at an orphanage, and had been adopted. Some of the women were quite useless, they could not adapt themselves, were too frivilous, or for some other reason could not be recommended. Two young cousins arrived in a uniform consisting of breeches, a short coat, and cap, all khaki, whoso one idea seemed to be play and riding horses; they danced in the hayfields with little bunches of hay uplifted on their forks, and at eventide shocked our inhabitants by playing leapfrog with the boys. They had to be sent home, poor little souls! They were very young. Another trio, who had been fruit-picking in the eastern counties, were rather a rowdy lot, though amusing at times; their last and final break was when loading up roots. They practised lobbing bombs on to a skittish mare's back, and when the man in charge got wroth, the girls promptly made him their target, and bombed successfully. ’ ’