Where is it that beneath the floor
The water's rising more and more
And where the roof's a broken door?
My Dug-Out
Where is it that I try to sleep
Betwixt alarms, when up I leap
And dash through water four feet deep?
My Dug-Out
Where is it that I'll catch a chill
And lose my only quinine pill
And probably remain until----
I'm dug out?
My Dug-Out
My Dug-Out: A lay of the trenches.]
[Illustration: That Evening Star-shell.
"Oh, star of eve, whose tender beam
Falls on my spirit's troubled dream."
--_Wolfram's Aria in "Tannhaeuser."_]
[Illustration: "They've evidently seen me."]
[Illustration: Situation Shortly Vacant.
In an old-fashioned house in France an opening will shortly occur for a
young man, with good prospects of getting a rise.]
[Illustration: The Tactless Teuton.
A member of the Gravediggers' Corps joking with a private in the
Orphans' Battalion, prior to a frontal attack.]
[Illustration: "Well, if you knows of a better 'ole, go to it."]
[Illustration: Will you be----
mine!
A Proposal in Flanders.
The point of Jean's pitchfork awakens a sense of duty in a mine that
shirked.]
[Illustration: No Possible Doubt Whatever.
Sentry: "'Alt! Who goes there?"
He of the Bundle: "You shut yer ---- mouth, or I'll ---- come and knock
yer ---- head off!"
Sentry: "Pass, friend!"]
[Illustration: "Gott strafe this barbed wire."]
[Illustration: So Obvious.
The Young and Talkative One: "Who made that 'ole?"
The Fed-up One: "Mice."]
[Illustration: The Fatalist.
"I'm sure they'll 'ear this damn thing squeakin'."]
[Illustration: A Maxim Maxim.
"Fire should be withheld till a favourable target presents itself."]
[Illustration: Our Adaptable Armies.
Private Jones (late "Zogitoff," the comedy wire artist) appreciably
reduces the quantity of hate per yard of frontage.]
[Illustration: A.D. Nineteen Fifty.
"I see the War Babies' Battalion is a coming out."]
[Illustration: Frustrated Ingenuity.
Owing to dawn breaking sooner than he anticipated, that inventive
fellow, Private Jones, has a trying time with his latest creation, "The
Little Plugstreet," the sniper's friend.]
[Illustration: Keeping His Hand In.
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