Ambushed!
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Extract from Officer's Diary.—"Had lunch, practically on an unsuspected wasp's nest, and had to clear out, each man collaring whatever he could lay hands on. The Colonel was the last to quit the field of battle."
Field-Day Reflections.
Field Officer (a little out of touch for the time being): "I wish to goodness our corps had stuck to their scarlet instead of goin' into this infernal khaki; you used to be able to spot 'em at any distance, but now I'm hanged if I can tell where they are!"
Tactics.
Slim Subaltern: "Not out of action? I should jolly well think you were, though! Why I've been simply pumping lead into you for the last ten minutes!"
Captain of Opposing Force: "That's all very fine, but it all depends on the range you were firing at."
Slim Subaltern: "Don't you worry about that, cocky; I had one section sightin' at eight hundred, another at nine, 'nother at one thou, an' t'other at 'leven hundred!"
Field-Day Tragedies.
"Ullo, Dicky! Where's your Company? Lost?"
"No, not lost, but gone before!"
