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Show oo HOW HE FELT. (From Tit-Bits.) The conditions in the trenches were dreary in the extreme after tho drenching and long-continued rainfall, rain-fall, but the irrepressible spirits of the "Pals" were not yet entirely quenched when tho order came to leave the trenches. "Hurry up out of this, my gallant soldiers," was the cheery call of the1 Sergeant to his waist-deep and rain-sodden rain-sodden men. "Soldiers!" came the derisive answer an-swer from ono of them, "I'm not a soldier; I'm a blooming bulrush!" oo |