that the man had secured some rum in addition to what had been issued.  To get him out of the way was his first thought.  Somebody suggested that he be placed on a stretcher and covered with a blanket.  It was no sooner suggested than acted upon.  When the officer making the inspection entered the trench two men bore the stretcher with its burden past him.  He stood to one side and saluted as he would the dead.  Of course the man on the stretcher was dead—­’dead drunk.’  No questions were asked, therefore no untruths were told.  The unit had the satisfaction of learning that their lines were satisfactory; but in a certain company’s orderly-room the following morning a certain man had a most unenviable quarter of an hour in the presence of his irate O.C.

TURNING THE TABLES.

During a raid made on our lines the enemy succeeded in reaching our trenches, but were quickly ejected.  Two of the raiding party were killed, and as many were taken prisoners.  One of them met his death in a very tragic manner.  A member of the ——­th battalion was fast asleep in his makeshift of a dug-out the night the Germans entered our lines.  He knew nothing of their visit until wakened by a heavy hand being placed on his shoulder.  Great was his astonishment on waking to find himself gazing into the face of a Hun, who gurgled and gesticulated, which sounds and signs he interpreted as an invitation to put his hands up.  His hands went up as he struggled to his feet.  He then discovered that he was about six inches taller than his captor and certainly much heavier.  When they got out on the duck-boards, the prisoner suddenly looked down and allowed his gaze to rest on the boards at his feet.  The German’s curiosity was aroused, and he fell into the trap set for him.  He made the fatal mistake of allowing his gaze to be diverted from the prisoner to the duck-boards.  By a quick movement the prisoner possessed himself of his captor’s rifle.  One blow from a tightly-clenched fist sufficed to lay him his length along the boards, and the next moment the would-be captor was breathing his last with his own bayonet through his chest, and the Australian was heard to remark, ‘I’ll teach the blighter to waken me from my sleep.’

HEROISM UNEXCELLED.

It would be invidious to single out one for special mention from the great army of brave men who have upheld the traditions of the Empire on the field of battle.  Without mentioning the name of the hero the following incident is cited as illustrative of many which speak eloquently of the bravery of our ‘boys.’  Our lines were being furiously shelled, and a member of a certain battalion was severely wounded.  Assisted by another stretcher-bearer, the hero of this incident endeavoured to convey the wounded man to the A.D.S.  The trench along which they were walking was blown in, making it necessary to carry the injured man ‘over the top.’  This was done in full view of the enemy.  While so engaged a ‘Minnie’ was observed coming over, and warning was given for all to get under cover.  All did except Private ——­, who, actuated by an impulse to protect a fallen comrade, and without thought for his own safety, immediately threw himself upon the wounded man to protect him.  For this gallant act he was awarded the Military Medal.