When The War Is Over, He Is The Man Who
Goes About Saying:
"Some of those fellows carried enough stuff to
fill a moving van.
Now, look what I did. I made the entire campaign
on a tooth-brush."
As a matter of fact, I have a sneaking admiration for the man who
dares to borrow. His really is the part of wisdom. But at times he
may lose himself in places where he can neither a borrower nor a
lender be, and there are men so tenderly constituted that they cannot
keep another man hungry while they use his coffee-pot. So it is well
to take a few things with you - if only to lend them to the men who
travel "light."
On hunting and campaigning trips the climate, the means of transport,
and the chance along the road of obtaining food and fodder vary so
greatly that it is not possible to map out an outfit which would
serve equally well for each of them. What on one journey was your
most precious possession on the next is a useless nuisance. On two
trips I have packed a tent weighing, with the stakes, fifty pounds,
which, as we slept in huts, I never once had occasion to open; while
on other trips in countries that promised to be more or less settled,
I had to always live under canvas, and sometimes broke camp twice a
day.
In one war, in which I worked for an English paper, we travelled like
major-generals. When that war started few thought it would last over
six weeks, and many of the officers regarded it in the light of a
picnic. In consequence, they mobilized as they never would have done
had they foreseen what was to come, and the mess contractor grew rich
furnishing, not only champagne, which in campaigns in fever countries
has saved the life of many a good man, but cases of even port and
burgundy, which never greatly helped any one. Later these mess
supplies were turned over to the field-hospitals, but at the start
every one travelled with more than he needed and more than the
regulations allowed, and each correspondent was advised that if he
represented a first-class paper and wished to "save his face" he had
better travel in state. Those who did not, found the staff and
censor less easy of access, and the means of obtaining information
more difficult. But it was a nuisance. If, when a man halted at
your tent, you could not stand him whiskey and sparklet soda,
Egyptian cigarettes, compressed soup, canned meats, and marmalade,
your paper was suspected of trying to do it "on the cheap," and not
only of being mean, but, as this was a popular war, unpatriotic.
When the army stripped down to work all this was discontinued, but at
the start I believe there were carried with that column as many tins
of tan-leather dressing as there were rifles.
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