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The Outpost Vol 1 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers

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2<br />

THE OUTPOST.<br />

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beyond the regular purchase of a copy to the<br />

attempt at writing a short article, a racy<br />

anecdote, or even a small note for these<br />

columns. With each fresh issue we hope to<br />

see a llew pen at work, and it will assuredly<br />

gladden the editorial heart if, in the course of<br />

time, we arc inundated with contributions. In<br />

this connection we would remind our readers<br />

that the man who never before has blossomed<br />

into prose or poetry may have latent talent<br />

that only requires a little development. We<br />

prognosticate a tenctency towards the humorous<br />

;md for the world would not discourage it, but,<br />

at the same time, let it be understood that the<br />

serious outpouring is just as welcome to Cllr<br />

columns. At all times a clever effort will be<br />

most acceptable, and more so if it has a locul<br />

allusion.<br />

In conclusion, it is our pleasure to thank<br />

those who have so willingly and ably assisted<br />

in connection with this issue.<br />

t i- t<br />

<strong>The</strong> Fire Alarm.<br />

A GAILES YARN.<br />

THE drowsy sentry drew himself up with a jerk.<br />

A r(:,d glare shot skywards from among the<br />

huts. "Fire! fire!! Guard, turn out!"<br />

eame in shrill tones from the now wide-awake<br />

sentry. Through the still, frosty air of early<br />

morning (I.30 a.m.) rang the notes of the Fir'e<br />

Alarm, sounded by the bugler of the Guard.<br />

One man in a hut heard it. "Fire, you men!<br />

Double out, boys! <strong>The</strong>re's the Fire Alarm! "<br />

<strong>The</strong> news spread rapidly. "Double up, B<br />

Company's Fire Piquet ! " came in: a roar' from<br />

the Orderly Officer. <strong>The</strong> piquet came up in<br />

great style at the double and commenced to<br />

drag the unwieldy fire-engine towards the<br />

scene of the alarm.<br />

, In three minutes every man was at his post,<br />

and breathlessly awaited instructions. Five<br />

minutes passed, and no news. Ten minutes and<br />

nothing happened. <strong>The</strong>n Officers bega~ to<br />

move about, muttering inaudibly. Twenty<br />

minutes, and still no news; Officers swore<br />

audibly and men thought it a "false" alarm.<br />

Just then the second in command appeared<br />

with "news." "Only a tar-boiler got overheated<br />

in the other Battalion lines, and not one<br />

of their men turned out!" Well! Well! I<br />

Well!! !<br />

H. L. 1.<br />

'* t t<br />

Earth's crammed with heaven,<br />

And every commbn bush afire with God i<br />

But only those who see, take off their shoes,<br />

<strong>The</strong> rest sit round, tell stories and smoke fags.<br />

Road Trial.<br />

ON Monday, 1St February, our Battalion was<br />

taken out to judge various trial lengths of road<br />

hetween Troon and Ayr for the Road Board.<br />

A decision as to which was best has not yet<br />

been arrived at, but the following extract from<br />

a scout's report will give some indication of<br />

how the land, lies.<br />

No .. I.:--Ma~am, Ordinary.-This, as its<br />

name mrllcates, 1" an ordinarv road' that is on a<br />

:vet day (such as was 1St February), the sl;rface<br />

IS extremely muddy, being covered by a thin<br />

l.:;yer . of what is technically known as .. clay<br />

sIlt WIth basalt chips,"-more familiarly known<br />

as glaur or glabber. One point in its favour is<br />

th~t those who have pot plants in the house<br />

gam a pound or two of fine warp which can be<br />

removed from the puttees by a vacuum cleaner<br />

and .from thence given to the plants. One<br />

surmIses that on a dry day in March this road<br />

could raise" some dust." ,<br />

No. 3.-Macadam, Ordinarv.-Surface tarred.<br />

This has a distinct pull over No. I in that there<br />

is less glaur, but the surface is so hard that the<br />

:nen with Ammunition Boot AI (those issued<br />

In the Tec.) found the tackets, with which their<br />

boots are so thoroughly provided, eoming<br />

through into their feet, while those with the<br />

Boot Bz (first lot issued in Troon) found that<br />

the smooth, wet, tarred surface was like the<br />

Crossmyloof rink in a thaw.<br />

No. 5.-Ditto, Tarred and Feathered.-<strong>The</strong><br />

feath.ering is a distinct advantage, put when<br />

we cllscussed the matter with a dainty milliner<br />

in Ayr she assured us that the pattern was<br />

more like herring-boneing than feathering.<br />

Perhaps we dreamt about the feathering. but<br />

we harl to have something in the millinerv line<br />

to start the conversation ",,-ith, hadn't we? ­<br />

No. S.-Ditto, Treated with Pitch and Toss.­<br />

We studied this length of road minutely, but<br />

could ·not find any advantage in the fact that it<br />

was used by the juvenile population of Whittlets<br />

(or "as it Auchencruive ?) for their games, nor<br />

could we understand why Pitch and Toss is<br />

mentioned by the Road Board in preference to<br />

Peever and Moshie.<br />

No. 12 -Macadam dressed with Mexican<br />

Bitumenous Mixture.-<strong>The</strong> name of this dressing<br />

is enough to condemn it straight off. It's a<br />

wonder our ammunition boots did not set fire<br />

to the Bitumen, for they have fired our feet<br />

on several occasions, and more so as Mexico is<br />

known to be a hot bed of revolntion.<br />

No. I5.-Porphorytic Conglomerate with<br />

Bitumenous Shale Groundmass.-We think<br />

the les(said about this, the better.<br />

CHEVALIER.

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