human
Look at thim divils retratin' with their backs facin' us, was an Irish remark about the Germans that made his fellows roar. And when the Fusiliers heard the story of the Kaiser's lucky shamrock, one of them said:
gpt
Sure, an' it'll be moighty lucky for him if he doesn't lose it ; adding to one of three comrades,
human
There'll be a leaf apiece for us, Hinissey, when we get to Berlin.
gpt
Of course, we all gave them a cheer, but it would have done your heart good to see the Frenchmen (who had a good view of the fighting) standing up in their trenches and shouting like mad as the Guards passed by. The poor chaps didn't like the idea that it was their first time in action, and were shy about the fuss made of them: and there was many a row in camp that night over men saying fine things and reminding them of their brand new battle honors.
human
One of our men, he says,
gpt
Another story of the Irish Dragoons is told by Trooper P. Ryan. One of the Berkshires had been cut off from his regiment while lingering behind to bid a dying chum good-by, when he was surrounded by a patrol of Uhlans. A troop of the Irish Dragoons asked leave of their officer to rescue the man, and sweeping down on the Germans, quickly scattered them. But they were too late. The plucky Berkshire man had
human
taking three Germans with him.
gpt
We buried him with his chum by the wayside, adds Trooper Ryan.
human
Partings of this kind are sad, but they are everyday occurrences in war, and you just have to get used to them.
gpt
They knew that, says the trooper who relates the incident,