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Updated: June 22, 2025
"Didn't he say 'his General'? A staff captain is on a brigadier-general's staff.... His colonel?... Are you sure he was a staff captain? Was he wearing red?" "I didn't see any red," replied the doctor. "He was walking behind a waggon that had a pile of wood and iron on it. It looked as if they were moving." My face fell. "Did you notice his regiment? Was he a gunner or an infantryman, or what?"
There was no ground unswept by fire on which to train. Two or three men might move across the open with impunity, but the appearance at any point of even a small party, say a group standing or sitting in the pathways between the rest trenches, often drew fire. Still the men got plenty of exercise, though it was of a kind not exactly popular with the average infantryman.
I'm in the Duke of Cornwall's Light Infantry, I am, and when I was hit before, they sent me to a military hospital in Inverness. That'd teach you, my lad. This for me every time. You ought to have something to grouse at." "I'm not grousing, you idiot!" said Doggie. "'Ere who's he calling an idjit?" cried the Duke of Cornwall's Light Infantryman, raising himself on his elbow.
Arguing by similarity of sound, the Bulgarian soldier affected to believe it meant "Spit five men on your bayonet." It was the common camp saying that it was the duty of the infantryman to impale five Turks on his bayonet, to show that he had conducted himself well. The Bulgarian infantrymen had devised a little "jim" in regard to bayonet work, which I had not heard of being used in war before.
There is courage too in the infantryman who takes a sturdy grip of his rifle and plants his feet firmly as he sees the Lancers sweeping down on his comrades and himself.
Blunt's wounds were of a more severe character than those of the young infantryman, whom she was virtually forbidden to see. Miller's honest heart was filled full of perplexities and cares at this time, and the best of men are apt to be a trifle irritable under such conditions.
What a charge that was, and what a slaughter! On came the cavalry; on, on to the bayonet came horse and man. Clash against bayonet came saber. Many the horse and man went on and over the bayonet in that charge. Part of the cavalry halted and hesitated, some retiring to the rear. Many an infantryman that did the same. Infantry and cavalrymen were piled together in the long slumber of death.
Rising to my feet I held out the open tin to him. "You've been helping yourself while I have been asleep and I think you might as well take the last one," I muttered sarcastically. The phlegmatic sentry looked at me cunningly. His face lapsed into a broad grin. Growling "danker!" From this incident I discovered that even a thick-skulled, dull-witted German infantryman has a bump of humour.
I remember, as we stood regaling ourselves, when some hungry infantryman would fall out of ranks, and ask to purchase a "wee bite," how delicately we would endeavor to "shoo" him off, without appearing to the old gentleman as the natural heirs to what he had brought for his boy.
Answer me!" The boy flushed. "I'm old enough, Papa. I switched categories. I've signed up with Chrysler-Ford in their fracas with Hovercar Sports. They're taking me on as infantryman." "Infantryman?" Freddy winced, and closed his eyes. "Listen, boy, where'd you get the idea that " He started over again. "But all your life I've given you the inside on the Category Military, Sam. All your life.
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