A College Man In Khaki PDF Download

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1918 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VI AT "TIN TOWN," LYDD Doing Sentry Go--Camp Ditties--Cooden Camp--Pevensey--Application for a Commission--The Y. M. C. A.--Pay--Flag Worship--At the Target Range--Camp Fare--An Air Raid on Dover Cooden Camp, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex 26 August, 1917 Deae Gyles: We arrived here two days ago from Horsham, and move on to Lydd the day after tomorrow.... But as to how I martinetted the Major, and so on. I was doing sentry go: it was ten o'clock and after. I had been challenging the privates who were entering, when suddenly there appeared, approaching me from within camp, a figure in a British warm. He was short and fat, and walked slowly. "'Alt! 'Oo goes there?" (Croak, pianissimo): "Friend!" "Advance, friend, an'-be-recognised!" He advanced and stood glaring at me from the corner of his eye. I looked him all over, finally at the crown on his shoulder: often had he talked with me on sick parade when I wanted a day's holiday. So, after some more deliberation, I thought he could go through: "Pass, friend, all's well." "Ahem, very good; good night, sentry," said the old boy, and waddled on. One scalp to my credit. Shortly after, two figures approached the gate for leaving the camp. Far in the distance I halted them. "?" (Calm low voice): "Friend!" (Harsh roar): "General officer!" "Advance, One, an'-be-recognised!" The fuming adjutant, who wished to leave at once, came up, and swore audibly. Smiling sweetly, I said: "Pass, friend. Advance, Two!" Up he came. Ye gods, it was the General! If he were displeased I might be clinked, courtmartialled, D.C.M.'d, well-nigh shot. But never did a Stanley falter. "Show your rank, sir!" Obligingly did the much-moustached old boy extend a sleeve from his burberry (British trench raincoat). Critically did...