We came upon them quite by accident one afternoon, and discovered two hostile bands occupying first line trenches.
Of course, as no one wished to be the Boche, it looked for a time as though the campaign would have to be deferred, but so violent was the love of fray that it was soon decided that the opposite side in both cases would be considered Hun, and thus the difficulty was solved.
It goes without saying that the school which is first dismissed occupies the better positions. The others must rely upon their strength and valour to win out.
The first attack was with hand grenades in the form of pebbles. Patrols advanced into No Man's Land, crawling and crouching until with a yell the belligerents met. Prisoners were taken on both sides.
"What forces have we in front of us?" demanded an important looking twelve year old General of an enemy soldier who was brought before him.
Dead silence ensued.
"If he refuses to answer, turn him upside down until he does."
The order was executed.
From the opposite trench came shrieks of "Boche! Boche!—it's only the Boche who maltreat prisoners."
The aforementioned who was rapidly developing cerebral congestion, made sign that he would speak.