Item 01: G. O. Hawkins articles and notes ca. 1916-1919 - Page 137
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in a contemplative strain.
"Hope I get a Blighty out of this lot" is the cheery wish expressed by some light-hearted soldier a few yards ahead in the marching crowd
"You! Ginger? Why! You aint got a chance. A blooming 'Coalbox' will just send you to glory and your troubles will be over," is the comforting reply from somewhere on the left flank.
"Well! Yes! There's always that risk" agrees Gingers voice
"No there ain't Ginger. Not if there's any dug-outs close handy."
This reflection on Gingers bravery, expressed by a voice with a strong Irish accent, brings forth a retort that written words are too colorless to define.
"Ginger always takes the bait," mutters someone speaking in low tones to someone else alongside him.
"Did you lose many, down there on the Somme?" is a question from one of us
"Yes! A lot of poor Bastards, and