omb!" as the boys said.

In this sort of warfare it is always the progressive and alert man who
wins. It is useless sitting down and grousing. Every means, every
trick is justifiable so long as the methods are fair and according to
the rules of war. When the history of this war is written special
attention ought to be devoted to the many devices which have been
employed by the soldier. For example, the Turks opposite to The
Kangaroos were always sapping towards the Australasian lines. This was
a nuisance. The constant pick! pick! pick! upset everybody. Night
after night these Turkish moles had to be bombed away. One evening a
sapping party recommenced operations quite near to Claud and his
friends.

"At it again," Bill remarked.

"Yes, they're a beastly nuisance, I'll have to worry them a bit," said
Claud, picking up a little paper bag. He fixed a piece of thin white
string round it, then jumped over the parapet. It was quite dark, so
he was perfectly safe. Crawling on his hands and knees, he at last
reached within ten yards of the sapping Turks. For a few minutes he
lay still. His eyes got used to the darkness, enabling him to get a
glimpse of the diggers. Pulling out the paper bag, he threw it smartly
towards the hole. It burst on the edge of the parapet and the contents
scattered all round. Claud waited.

Aitchoo! went one.

Aitchoo! went another.

Aitchoo! went a third.

Aitchoo! Aitchoo! Aitchoo! sneezed all the Turks between their
oriental grunts and curses.

Claud burst out laughing and so gave himself away. A head popped out
of the hole. Claud was seen. Down it went, and up came a rifle, but
before the Turk could fire, Claud, who had a couple of bombs prepared,
flung them into the hole. There was a loud bang! bang! followed by a
series of shouts, shrieks and moans. The sapping party fled for their
lives. This was as Claud desired, so he quietly crawled back to his
trench.

"Got 'em that time, Dufair," said an officer as he tumbled in.

"Yes, sir."

"By the way, what was all the sneezing about?"

"A little trick, sir," laughed Claud.

"Was it snuff you chucked at them?"

"No, common or garden pepper, issued with the rations."

"Good," said the officer pursuing his rounds.

Now it was on this same evening that Paddy Doolan roused the whole
regiment to a state of alarm. He was on sentry go on the extreme left
of his regiment's line. Being dark, Paddy began to feel the