speed he called out, ’Do you think that I want to drop dead in that blimey mud?’ As he reached the dry duck-boards his strength gave out, and he would have fallen but for the timely assistance from two of his mates, who lowered him gently, then brought a stretcher on which to carry him to the R.A.P.  As they were about to start away with him, he opened his eyes, and they inquired if he were hurt.  ’Well, it does give you a bit of a headache, you know,’ he replied; ‘have you got a fag?’ A cigarette was handed to him, and as they carried him away he smoked his ‘fag.’

IT’S ALL IN THE GAME.

A similar instance of absolute self-forgetfulness and indomitable spirit occurred at another part of the line.  A shell burst near to our wire and projected a tangled heap of it forward.  A piece of barbed wire encircled a man’s neck.  The barbs bit into the flesh.  The shoulders of his tunic were torn.  The blood flowed freely from nasty cuts in his neck and cheeks.  Without altering his position he looked out in the direction of the Hun lines and declared that if he ever got hold of the ——­ Hun who fired that ——­ shell, he would drive his ——­ bayonet through him.  When the wire was taken from round his neck, his face wreathed in smiles as he remarked, ’Well, I suppose it is all in the game,’ then turning to his mates he asked, ’I say, digger, have you got a smoke?’

My Lady Nicotine is certainly a general favourite amongst the ‘boys.’  They seek her solace during the critical periods of their active service life.  Unquestionably one of the most deeply appreciated issues that the men receive is that of tobacco and cigarettes.  For this extra ‘ration’ credit must be given to the A.C.F. and other funds which have expended large sums of money in making available to the troops the ‘pipe of peace’ and the comfort of the ‘fag.’

A CLEVER RUSE.

This incident is related in the strictest confidence, and solely upon the condition that the identity of the individuals concerned will not be disclosed.  A certain officer—­I dare not mention his rank, as there are so few Generals amongst us that to even mention it would be tantamount to disclosing his identity.  Therefore, a certain officer was on a tour of inspection.  The utmost effort had been made by the unit holding the line to have everything satisfactory.  The trenches must be kept clean and sanitary.  Every precaution is adopted to safeguard the health of the men.  The officer’s visit was timed just after the issue of rum had been made.  Rum is not a regular issue by any means, but a little had been made available at that time, and was supposed to be taken much the same as is medicine, viz., on the M.O.’s recommendation.  A few minutes before the arrival of the officer of high rank the platoon officer observed one of his men under the influence of drink.  He learned on inquiry