Ca Ne Fait Rien - Part 14

Couillet, Belgium 17-1-19

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BOXING AT THE 

6^th Battalion Stadium

On Saturday Night the 

Local Lads put on some 

fast and furious bouts.

Oliver and Mason in the

heavy weight class exchanged

blows that would crack an 

iron clad, while the light

weights put in such fast

work that we could only

see flying arms, legs and

bits of skin.

Come next Saturday. 

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The 

6^th Battalion

Orchestra handed

out a very fine 

sample of harmony

at the concert

in the Communal

Hall. last night

15^th Jan 1919

the other items

were equally

good. 

The dance 

afterwards 

was the

best ever.

"Ce Ne Fait Rien Published 

in the field 

every Friday

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Battalion

Beauties

Wheelers

wench

ON DIT

They say that there

is some wonderful

news this week, 

that:- a 6^th Battalion

football team won

a match. 

that:- B grade beat 

the Brigade Team.

that:- We'd win more

if a few barrackers

would turn up.

that:- it's up to all

of us to do all we

can for the good

old Bn. in these

last days

that:- a certain officer met a

nice little bint and made a

date to call at her home.

that:- he went.

that:- he stayed 10 minutes had a

cup of coffee with her husband

and the 3 kiddies and

came away again. 

that:- the 

Civic

Authorities

gave a 

Grand 

Reception

to the 

6^th and 7^th

Battalions

on Sunday

12^th Jan. 19

The Socities,

Trades Unions

and School

Children

marched in

procession

and a big

Dance was

given 

in the

evening.

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Who's Which in the 6^TH

The Digger

[*12-82*]

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The lad who has 

made the name

of the 6^th Bn

famous. 

He has 

endured great

hardship and

privation on

the battlefields

of Turkey.

France and

Flanders.

He has won

distinction and

honor on the 

battlefield

and the sports

ground

Our Serial Story

"The Great War"

or "The Q.M's Terrace"

Finis

Couillet, Belgium 26 Jan. 1919. 

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SPORTING

PAGE
On Saturday Night

the Belgian Terror proceeded to

show us how to knock out an "Aussie"

with his world famous right swing. He got

it home several times during the 1st round

and expected to see the Aussie go out 

for the count. After that he got a

punch on the nose

and threw up the sponge.

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2 Belgian lads put on a rather

interesting bout.

Cpl. Collins was 

well worth 

watching.

Football

The team 

had a man

short. C.Q.M.S.

McDonald filled

the gap. Mac

played pretty

well for a

Q.M. but 

when he 

got a 

mark

He was 

the most

surprised man

on the field. from

then on Mac guessed

he knew the game

and showed us

some speed. 

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Battalion 

Beauties

in

Belgium

Wilsons

Winter

Wench

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Happy little Huns 

working on the

Somme

Ce Ne Fait Rien published in the field by the 6^th Bn

On Dit

They say:- that most of the sports

are dead.

that:- Our football team needs some

barrackers and it's up to us to supply

them.

that:- We enjoyed that trip to Brussels

and we won't say anything about the 6^th

digger who was in the Palace Cafe and

spilt one of those pink Belgian drinks

over a bints furs, and drinks are so

expensive there now.

that:- Down in the devastated area where

the villiages are heaps of brick dust and

rubble filled shell holes, where the trees

are only blackened and twisted stumps

and the fields are unsightly wastes of

crators and wire; are gangs of men at

work repairing roads and railways.

that:- it is Mid Winter and the ground is

frozen solid.

that:- the picks don't make much impression

except on the hands.

that:- these men look cold and anything

but pleased with their surroundings.

that:- They are German Prisoners of War,

that:- We have good billets, warm beds

pretty girls, fine food, sports, concerts

and not much work.

that:- When you look at it, there's no

doubt that we won.

Our Serial Story

"Stonkered by Stevo" or "Where's the Rum Ration

The World Famous Magacian

waved his wand in the air, turned up

his cuff and said "There is absolulely no

deception, it's the quickness of the staff

deceives the eye. Hi presto" a tap of the

magic wand and "B" Company disappear,

another tap and away goes "Don" one more

and another company disappears before

our eyes. It's scrimply smarvelous, in a

few more days there will be another

tap and some more old comrades will

go.

to be continued. 

Who's which in the 6^th

[*12.83*]

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The Battalion is in luck this

week; Lieut's Rauert and

Edney came up from base.

Lt Rauert M.C. has appeared

in these pages before so all

we'll say is that the platoon

that gets him is in luck.

2/LT. Edney has only lately

received his commission. He

was for a long period the

orderly Room Sergeant of

the 6^th Bn. He was always

on the job and we have

never seen him without a

smile. We ought to start

another war, we are quite

sure he'd be "the daddy"

of an officer in a scrap.

Advertisements

Wanted to exchange a

good winter billet in

Couillet for a "Place in

the Sun" on the sands

at St Kilda.

Wanted:- information as 

to who threw that snow 

ball.

Come to the Stadium 

and see the Bonza

Boxing, every Saturday

night. 

Couillet

1^st Feb. 1919 "Ce Ne Fait Rien"

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Those Snowballs:-

they evidently drop from the

sky. When you look round

there is absolutely nobody in

sight but a perfectly good digger and he

would not throw one at an officer. 
Our Serial Story

"The Badge for the Belgian Bint"

or "What we lost at the Sergt's dance"

The great detective took from 

his pocket a cysmophograph a

simple little instrument about

6 feet x 4' x 3' from one end a

piece of mechanism like the engine

of a Mark VI Tank protruded, to

it was fastened a number of

glass tubes and a retort and

hanging by several coils of

copper wire, were two tins of

Bully and a jar of issue rum,

with this simple device it

is possible to locate any 

small article such as the pork

in a tin of Pork and Beans

or the brains of a second Loot.
"Ah! Ah! my dear Watson" he

said "I see there has been a 

War on" "Wonderful" I

exclaimed in amazement,

how did you find out?" "It

is very simple" sez Holmes

"I was called up and have

just been to sign my pile of

demobilization papers at Lt.
Aubreys office

to be continued

Published in the Field

by the 6^th Bn

Fancy

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Battalion 

Beauties

Fenwick's

Fancy

ON DIT

They say that L/Cpl

Hind is making a

devilish impression

on the girls here

now that he has

been promoted.

that:- a certain officer

wants to know 

who threw that

snowball.

that:- even if there 

are no more shells

buzzing around

we are pleased

to get those Re'os

They are a fine

looking lot of lads.
that:- L/Cpl Ryan

puts in a lot of 

his time with that

Coal Miner's daughter.

that:- it doesn't 

rain all the 

time in Couillet,

sometimes it snows.

that:- one is likely 

to come a gutza

if he throws a

snowball at "Brownhill", he was

a Lance jack, now he's a Corporal.

that:- the last Sergeants dance was

quite a success

that:- when we printed that para.

about Ryan and Hind we did

not know about thier rapid

rise to power, they are full Cpls.

now.

that:- We do not mean that they 

pinched the rum ration to become

full Corporals.

that:- Some of us would like to

know who got the greatcoats at

the Sergeants dance.

that:- it will be some Concert and 

dance onWednesday Night. 

Who's Which

in the 6^th

[*12.84*]

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The Demobilization Officer

Lt Aubrey

L^T Aubrey joined up the Unit

while we were in that Froggy

ramp at Bray, since then he

has made us respect him as

a good officer in the line,

a handy man in a stunt 

and a fine cobber at all

other times. When we go

to his office to sign our

papers, his cheerful smile

makes us believe that he 

will have us on a draft at

the tout, but that is only his

little bit of kid.

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Ordinary Digger 

off to Base

Avec

3 blankets, 1 rifle

1 Mess tin

1 Holdall, 1 set

of Web equipment,

1 pair of boot laces

1 razor, 2 Shirts

1 piece of Soap, 1 Towel

to be continued

Couillet

Belgium

7-2-19

Our readers 

may have 

noticed

that this 

paper has

not been

up to the

usual

standard

lately.

it has

lacked

that dash

that for

many 

years

made it

the 

world's

most

popular and

widely read

Classical

News Sheet.

The reason

is that we

were at a loss

for material

while Captain

Samuel was 

away.

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He 

waved  

goodbyee

to the 

Battalion

and went

away to old

Blighty on his

75 days leave

His old cobber

the Quarter 

Bloke pined

away to a 

shadow, 

he 
missed

him 

so. 

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On the boat 

he met Dear

little Desdamona,

one of the cutest of

cute little 

WACCS.

Capt.

Sammy

told her

the story of his life

and "she loved him

for the dangers 

he had passed

and he loved her

that she did pity

them" or at any 

rate they were

very interested

over 

something.

CE.NE FAIT RIEN

Published by

the 6^th BN

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His flat in the most exclusive

and Aristocratic part of London

was always crowded by the elete of

the Ack-I-Fuphf and he always came

to light with a spot 

and a 

cigar 

for 

his 

pals. 

BATTALION
BEAUTIES
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SAMMYS SELECTION

"Arizona"

his favourite

charger fell into

the hands of a low

and common

person, one who

could not appreciate

the good

points

of this 

noble

beast 

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Arizona 

has a long

pedigree, 

he has decended

a very long way.
He is one of 

the finest

Pack Horses

in the Army.

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OUR SERIAL STORY

"Sammy" or "How We Won

The Great War"

The Digger is not always a

man in the ranks. Often we

meet the digger officer, we

have a lot of them in the 6^th

They came away as mess

 orderlies or lance jacks. They 

belong to the boys and are

proud to be Diggers, Captain

Samuel was badly wounded at

Anzac and at Pozieres. As Adjutant

he did grand work at Hurleyville Wood and

got a mention in dispatches. He likes a good time
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to be continued

Who's Which 

in the 6^th

[*12-85*]

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Lt. Attwater is another of

our digger officers and the

latest. He has seen all kinds 

of fighting as a digger and

knows the game from Ack to

Izzard. He also knows a few

points about Two-up and

other sports. He was always

a good soldier and as an

officer he will be just as

good. We wish him the 

best of success. 

On Dit

They say that the Ball in the 

Communal Hall the other

night made the old floor

bounce to some order.

that:- one of the boys

didn't want to go on bathing

parade, as he is going

to box on Saturday Night.

that:- there is no doubt 

he wouldn't be as strong 

if he had a wash.

that:- the Boxing this 

week will be worth

seeing, some ding dong

bouts are promised. 

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Bill:- What makes you

think the Quartermaster

has been skating on the

ice this morning."

Jim:- "Cripes! j'st look

at all the cracks

on it.

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Our artist had a dream:-

He dreamt he got 

leave to go to

Namur and

went to

Germany

by 

mistake,

of course

it was only

a dream 

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Whenever he 

stopped a Hun to ask

the way to Grossestrasse

the squid had to take off his

hat to him

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The Hun beds may be alright but
our artist did not get on too well

with the paper sheets.

Couillet

BELGIUM

14-2-19

All the Boche Cops

and other Huns in

uniform spring to

it and give a

smart salute

whenever

a British

Officer 

passes.

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A few of the waiters 

at the Weinhaus,

the same

old Fritzes

we chased

out of France.

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The German

bints may be

good enough

for Fritz

but our 

artist says

he is not 

very keen 

on their 

ankles.

"Ce Ne Fait Rien" Published

in the Field

by the 6^th Bn

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"Guess yer

kan't git no

drinks here

kid, this 

place 

right

here is

in The

Amurican

Sector"

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Our artist 

came a

thud at

Coblenz in the

Yank area

Battalion Beauties

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Jackson's 

Jane

Who's Which

in the 6^th

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Lieut G.W.Buller

better known to fame

as Town Major of 

Couillet. Lt Buller has

a fine head of hair, he

has a hair for every

year of the great War.

Lt Buller was once a

member of the finest

quartette of Quartermaster

Sergeants in the A.I.F.

The others were C.O.M.S.

Dyson Washbourne and

the late C.Q.M.S. Kirby D.C.M.

 Our Serial Story

"Madame's Skirt"

or

"Somebody's Blanket"

The sun was 

shining brightly and the

drone of Bees could be

heard in the garden

as the A.M.C. Corporal broke up one

more chair to keep the fire going.

Outside the musical clatter of clogs

on the frozen road made the night

seem gay. Not a sound could be

heard but that of the Boche Barrage

and our counter battery fire with a

few tanks going into action over the

Cobbled road; just then the Rum Ration

arrived. 

To be continued

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Jim and average size Digger:- "Cripes! Cobber 'oo's them blokes"?

Cobber:- "Oh! that's the 6^th Bn. Tug-of-war team."
Jim:- "Cripes!"

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THE LAST MAN

according to Capt. Bainsfather

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THE LAST MAN

(actual facts)

The poor, old

Quartermaster, 

who has to

remain

behind and 

account for

all the units

stores Etc

especially the

blankets that

have been made into

Belgian Skirts. 

Poets Corner

"Avec The Wind up"

There are windy draughts and draughts of booze,

And drafts one draws on banks,

And draughts one plays in Cabarets

And drafts of other ranks.

The other ranks and N.C.O's and officers they choose

Will leave their draughts with thanks

To go with drafts without delays,

To qualf a draught with Yanks.

The draft that goes on Sunday; we certainly will lose

Some good old Froggie francs

We lent to diggers, "Spare me days"!

"But we have played some pranks".

This draughty rhyme is awful punk

The draft I mean will do a bunk

To "Aussie's" shores and perhaps get drunk

When the last man marches home. 

Couillet Belgium

"Ce Ne Fait Rien"

21-2-19 Published in the Field by 6^th Bn.
Battalion Beauties

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L/Cpl

Young's

Young Lady

On Dit

They say that the 

boys going away on

Sunday are so busy 

saying "goodbyee-e-e"

to their Belgian Bints

that they havn't

had time to

write to the girl in

Aussie

That:- they will be long

enough in "Blighty"

to get a girl each

there, also

that:- We wish them 

a quick and pleasant

voyage and a happy

home coming. 

that:- the tug-of-war contests Yesterday

were the best ever, our team beat the 5^th

and 7^th Bn's and had a hard tussel with

the 8^th the rope hardly moved during the 3 minute

pull but the 8^th got the decision.

that:- the "Diggers" Concert on Wednesday Night was

good enough for "Halbert 'all", can't that chap whistle?

that:- the dance afterwards almost brought the house

down, commencing with the floor. 

that:- Adolph was there, he always is

that:- the Quack enjoyed himself

at the Sergant's dance last night

and so did everyone else except

Sergt — who only had one dance

with that fair haired bint.

Our Serial Story

"Percival's Pudding" or "Lizzies last leap"

The scene of our story is in Belgium,

it was a cold, dull, misty day, rain had

been falling for years and years and years.

To be continued

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40000 plunks 

will be paid

to anyone

who can

pick the

digger who

leaves on the 

next draft

and the chap

who just misses it.

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Portrait of a "digger"

who has been

warned for the 

"Aussie" draft, he has just

been telling Marie that he

is "très trist" because he

has to leave her. One

glance at his dial will

show how much he dislikes

the thought of leaving 

Sunny Belgium for Aussie.

Who's Which

in the 

6^th

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Sergt. Bootmaker Wilson

who leaves the battalion

to return to Aussie.

By making special boots

for "diggers" with bad feet

and expert treatment for

corns and ingrowing toenails,

Sergt. Wilson has rendered

many a march easy. He 

has done his work better

than anyother snob in the

Ack-eye-fuff. The 6^th

was very fortunate in

having him. 

Answers to correspondence

L.J.S. not up to our

standard send it

to the "Bully"

P.P.Q Rotten effort.

you might be fit 

to write "Routine

Orders" but we

would never print

such stuff

L.S. 

You story a bit

to warm, even the

Padre thought so

S.R.D. Your yarn 

about the C.Q.M.S

might be true

but we won't print

it, he might have 

a gun. 

Why all the brains of the Army

should be on the staff is a 

strange fact but so it is;

The Battalion has two 

tin boxes in which to carry 

correspondence.

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Recently all the Bn. stores

were withdrawn and the brains

said that the 2 boxes must be

returned also, as we still have 

the papers to

carry:—

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an order was issued to the effect

that in future wooden boxes will be 

made to replace tin boxes, which will

be returned to base. 

The idea is undoubtedly clever but

might be carried to it's logical

conclusion. We still have a few

dixies for cooking, why not call them 

in also and as there is an

abundance of clay

get the

Diggers to

make

some clay

cooking

pots

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We have one or 

two axes left

with the cooks.

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Why not

draw then

in?

The troops

could make

stone hatchets

to carry on

Our ancestors

managed very

well with them

a few hundred

years ago.

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Then to make a 
decent job of the 
scheme we might

even get something

like this to

replace the brains.

We feel sure that

no one would notice

the difference.

Anyway we should give

it a trial

CE NE FAIT RIEN, Friday, 21-3-19

Couillet, Belgium 6^th Bn, A,I,F,

ON DIT

They say that a certain sergeant, known

to fame, had a birthday on Thursday.

That he started out with the intention of

having a drink or every year.

That:- he evidently has just reached his 

seventy third year.

That:- the Digger fishing in the pot with

a stick looks very like the said Sergeant.

That:- The boxing last Saturday was very

satisfactory for the 6^th . three wins

and a draw is not bad even for us. 

That:- We will miss some good boxing

now Russell has a broken finger.

That:- A lad who breaks a finger in the

first round and keeps going until he

wins his bout is pretty game.

That:- We like the work of the lad from 

the 12^th Bn.

That:- To get boozed and smash windows

may be very humourous but it's hardly

a square deal to either the Battalion

or the Belgians.

That:- the 6^th has a name to keep up

That:- this applies to others besides Diggers

That:- even choking one's 
host's cat is not the 

most delicate jest in

the world

Our Serial Story

"Delayed Action" or

"Demobilizing Diggers"

Burumph Burrump!

B U R R R UMPH !! just

like that: it is little, chic

Marie, the belle of the

Rue de Chatlet, as she

decends the 3 steps

from her mother's dwelling. She is wearing

her new sabots and carries a plate of

razor blades in her hands. No fair

reader, this is not a barber's story, the

razor blades or gillettes are the national

dish of Belgium. On this food they fed

their magnificent fighting men and the

councillors who make her excellent sanitation

laws, her famous:- to be continued.

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Battalion

Beauties

Fowler's

Fancy

WHO'S WHICH 

IN THE

6^th
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Lieut 

Paddy

Callahan D.C.M.

M.M.

The present T.O of the 6^th

like his two predecessors, rose

from the ranks, Lieuts Bristow

and Pollard had another point

in common with Paddy, they

too were fond of the ladies.

These 3 ex-diggers were all 

good Transport Officers, but

where they showed to the

most advantage was in a

hop-over with the boys, that

is before they got Hobo jobs.

There are no decorations

a man can be more proud 

of than the 2 that Lieut

Callahan is wearing. We

would like to see him put 

up his MUNS ribbon. We 

suppose he will some day.

There is only one thing

We have against the gallant 

Lieut. he allowed our

horse to die of tetanus

on Wednesday Night.

COUILLET, BELGIUM 7.3.19

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THE DIGGER AND THE DEMOISELLE.

Appropriate to "Billjims" well known willingness to render help where necessary,

two of our stretcher-bearers created quite a sensation in CHAPLEROI recently.

During a casual wander about the city they dropped across

a female of uncertain morals, who under the influence of sparkling liquor had

discarded the usual dignity of the fair sex. Under the impression that she was

an Aeroplane she tried to loop the loop and fell on the pavement. Even in

Belgium, side-walks were not originally constructed for jumbling exhibitions

and she finished beaucoup blesse. 
The gathered people were all eager to express disgust but

not one thought of offering help to the woman as she struggled to her feet. It

is surprising how unsympathetic a crowd always is towards an inebriated

daughter of Eve. The feeling of revulsion is easily the winner in the battle

of sentiments. Yet every typical crowd has its influence and this time two

Aussies filled the role of good Samaritans. They guided the staggering creature

into the nearest shop and applied first aid to a bleeding and badly sprained

wrist. The operation finished, they ascertained her address and proceeded to

help her to that most respectable quarter?

The task was impossible. She became violently affectionate

and persisted in embracing and kissing her benefactors. This was unbearably

embarrassing, even to an Aussie , and the diggers decided on a fresh method of

attack. They hurried the patient into another house of commerce and sent for

a stretcher. The article having arrived, they prevented further emotional

displays by strapping her to the canvas and again started on their way.

The route led down a busy thorough-fare. King Alberts'

entry may have produced more enthusiasm but certainly not a greater number of

wondering and interested spectators. Loving sentences in muddled French oozed

through the strands of tangled hair, but the warriors, stoic like, appeared

utterly oblivious to all the inquisitive eyes and ramped on until they reached

their objective.

CHARLEROI is learning, as FRANCE didxx long ago never

to be surprised at anything Billjim may do. 
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Battalion Beauties

Snibson's 

Snap

We wish a quick and pleasant

voyage to all our pals all those

good comrades of ours, who

leave us this week to return

to Dear, Old Aussie; may we

soon join them there. 

Ce Ne Fait Rien, published in the field, by the 6^th Bn

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Our Serial Story

"The Dinkum Oil"

or

"Greasing the Guns"

T'was in the year 

of Grace 1919 and the 

Great War had

fizzled out. The

Famous Fighting

Sixth were returning

their Lewis Guns

which had been oiled 

and polished until

they shone by the

pride of the Regiment,

the gallant Sergt. Hammond

Not content with the efforts of the Lewis

Gunners the Quartermaster Sergeants

carefully smothered them in mineral jelly.

Naturally the C.Q.M.S's are experts in all

these things and would never mistake some

other dope for mineral jelly:- say, soft soap

for instance. However some evilly disposed

fairy got at the guns afterwards and wiped

off the jelly then smeared soft soap on 'em.

Sergt. Hammond was pleased when he heard

about it. That's Seagt Hammond in the picture

you can easily see how happy it made him

He is now looking for 3 C.Q.M.S's

to be continued.

Who's which in the 6^th

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C.Q.M.S

WRIGHT

"The Gasometer"

"I was at the war said Q.M. Wright"

As he talked all day and most of

the Night

And he told this tale to his gaping

friend.

"I was there from the start to

the ruddy end

It's true that I never carried 

a gun.

But I was the cove, who issued

the rum.

When they 'umped us forward

to do or die;

I'd give 'em a nip, to wet their eye.

But the war was over, all to soon,

So I joined the Education

Platoon. 

"Ce Ne Fait Rien" Published in the Field

by the 6^th Bn

Couillet, Belgium, 19.3.19                      

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Old Dad will get his own back on the

rabbits for years they have eaten up his 

crops faster than he could plant 'em but

now with that Fritz Machine Gun. Dave

sent home from Strazeele well! Dad is

going to have the time of his

life. 

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Of course, in

future 

we will

never

see a

fisherman

with the

old fashioned rod

and line, indeed

no; A box of

bombs and a

jar of S.R.D 

will make the

day, down by the 

creek a 

big

success.

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Battalion

Beauties

Murrells

Maid

When the boys get home we can only expect that they will  [*12.90*]

make the most use of their

Souvenirs, We might see

little Bill and Jim out

Kangarooin' with the Hun

.77 gun that Daddy brought

home.

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Our Serial Story

"Isadore Sorensen" an Orish Political Storey"

Osch, Whist, Whir-e-e" cried Pathrick MacIntosh, as he whirled his shillayah

around his head, took his short cuddy pipe from his lips and danced a few

jig steps. "May the black curse ave Moran Macnab carry away th' landlord"

These words were overherd by Isadore, a lad that earned an honest

penny as a Government informer. Isadore was the son of Irish but honest

parents. He lived in a little cabin to be continued. 

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"ON DIT"

They say that the Tommy who boxed with Russell

last Saturday, has put up another wounded stripe.

that:- When the Draft entrained last Monday, quite
a number of Bints came down to see 'em off

that:- Many of the Demoiselles wore Blanket coats.

that:- The boys looked fine as they marched to

Charleroi and Sergt MacDonald was a man

of note as he marched in front with the 

6^thflag.

that:- there is keen competition in certain

quarters over the various M'selles who have

lost their "Aussies" on the last draft. 

that:- A certain senior sergeant is enquiring

about the prospects of getting a Belgian

Bride out to Aussie.

that:- we know a Digger with the same end

in view.

that:- an Aussie Girl will do us. 

Who's which

in the 6^th

Lieut. Scotty

Robb. M.C. 

and Bar

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Won his 

M.C. in 

C Coy's raid

at Strazeel

and got a

Bar to it at

Hurleyville wood. 

Scotty came up from

the ranks and at one

time was a C.S.M. of

"Some order" He has

always been a success

and is one of the

boys who have made the

6^th Bn. famous.