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Updated: May 27, 2025
Everyone with any claim to greatness asserts his presence loudly. The chief figures at this time were the junior members of Buller's, and especially the two Hazlitts. Their elder brother was the school winger, and an important person; but they had done nothing but make a noise during their two years at Fernhurst. Athleticism had had a disastrous effect on them.
"And the others we'll have to fight over, as usual. My choice is Hodgson for centre." "Too lazy, Roberts. Mine is Chalmers." "Rot! He's a winger." And so the selection of an eleven against the Cognoscenti went on in the usual old-fashioned style.
The dogs would come up with the hare, turn it, then turn it again, the young and fiery Sultan and Darling running over it, catching up again, and running over again; and at last the old and experienced Winger, who had been galloping on one side all the time, would seize her opportunity, and spring in.
Chalmers was the winger, but on the day he was tremendously selfish, and stuck to the ball until he was robbed or knocked off it. Now, Acton loathed the "alone I did it" type of forward, and asked Chalmers pretty acidly what his inside man was for. This riled Chalmers considerably, for he had a large private opinion about his own play, and he said pretty hotly, "Mind your own business, Acton."
"Yes, I suspicioned she was some sore on you," says I. "But what sort of a flyer is this, double or single winger?" "It's a biplane," says Tuttle, "on the Farnham type, only an improved model." "Of course it's improved," says I. "Tried her out yet!" "Hardly," says he. "I couldn't buy an engine, you see. That's what I've been waiting for.
Acton stuck to him like a leech, but the winger tipped the ball to his partner, and as Acton moved to intercept the inside, the latter quickly and wisely poked the ball back again to Aspinall. He was off again in his own inimitable style, and I saw him smile as he re-started his run.
At Herimenil, during the pillage, the inhabitants were shut up in a church, and kept there for four days without food. When Madame Winger, 23 years of age, and her three young servants, one girl and two boys, were too slow in leaving her farm to go to the church, the captain ordered his men to fire on them. Four more dead bodies! The Germans arrived at Monchy-Humieres.
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