POW diaries - Captain Percival Lowe, item 91

• November 3, 2017 20:21:44 Thomas A. Lingner

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  accustomed to the prisoners, feeding on mice which

  he caught  on the bank practically under our noses. It

  was always a speculation when he made his pounce whether

  he had struck a winner. He was a persistent devil &

  I don't recall his ever having to go away without his

  dinner. & [insert] in the end [/insert]

  The system which the Germans now adopted was that under

  the Admiral, Schornhorst was a company & had a captain

  and a subaltern. The Captain there was the same whose

  acquaintance I had first made at the Citadel. The subaltern

  we called the chocolate soldier. I never really made him

  out. He was a Baron somebody. Was always immaculately

  dressed in a cavalry uniform. of bright colours. He had

  bulldogs which he wanted to sell to the war prisoners.

  He said he was only half a German & from his talk

  often seemed to say more than he should. He was or tried

  to be very friendly with the English. But I  wrongly perhaps 

  mistrusted the German  half of him. We ate Wagonhaus

  had a Captain and a subaltern but they have left

  little impression on my mind. The chocolate soldier

  was nominally at the head of the tennis & games

  He made out he was a great blood.

  My change to a new camp was a sudden one. It was

  given out that a new camp was being formed at

  Clausthal and a certain number of French & Belgians

  were going. The chocolate soldier said it was a very

  good place & he knew it well. The upshot was that

  I and my mess applied to go. At first it was said

  that it was impossible.

  However at the time the English were in good favour

  
  

• June 27, 2017 14:32:20 Frank Drauschke (F&F)

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  accustomed to the prisoners,[insert] ans [/insert] He used to  feeding on mice which

  he caught  on the bank practically under our noses. It

  was always a speculation when he made his  ...  whether

  he had struck a winner. He was a persistent devil &

  I don't recall his ever having to go away without his

  dinner. & [insert] in the end [/insert]

  The system which the Germans now adopted was that under

  the Admiral, Schornhorst was a company & had a captain

  and a subaltern. The Captain there was the same whose

  acquaintance I had first made at the Citadel. The subaltern

  we called the chocolate soldier. I never really made him

  out. He was a Baron somebody. Was always immaculately

  dressed in a cavalry uniform. of bright colours. He had

  bulldogs which he wanted to sell to the war prisoners.

  He said he was only half a German & from his talk

  often seemed to say more than he should. He was or tried

  to be very friendly with the English. But I  wrongly perhaps 

  mistrusted the German  half of him. We ate Wagonhaus

  had a Captain and a subaltern but they have left

  little impression on my mind. The chocolate soldier

  was nominally at the head of the tennis & games

  He made out he was a great blood.

  My change to a new camp was a sudden one. It was

  given out that a new camp was being formed at

  Clausthal and a certain number of French & Belgians

  were going. The chocolate soldier said it was a very

  good place & he knew it well. The upshot was that

  I and my mess applied to go. At first it was said

  that it was impossible.

  However at the time the English were in good favour

  
  

  
  

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• June 22, 2017 17:20:32 Annick Rodriguez

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  accustomed to the prisoners,[insert] ans [/insert] He used to  feed[insert] ing [/insert]   on mice which

  he caught  on the bank practically under our noses. It

  was always a speculation when he made his  ...  whether

  he had struck a winner. He was a persistent devil &

  I don't recall his ever having to go away without his

  dinner. & [insert] in the end [/insert]

  The system which the Germans now adopted was that under

  the Admiral, Schornhorst was a company & had a captain

  and a subaltern. The Captain there was the same whose

  acquaintance I had first made at the Citadel. The subaltern

  we called the chocolate soldier. I never really made him

  out. He was a Baron somebody. Was always immaculately

  dressed in a cavalry uniform. of bright colours. He had

  bulldogs which he wanted to sell to the war prisoners.

  He said he was only half a German & from his talk

  often seemed to say more than he should. He was or tried

  to be very friendly with the English. But I  wrongly perhaps 

  mistrusted the German  half of him. We ate Wagonhaus

  had a Captain and a subaltern but they have left

  little impression on my mind. The chocolate soldier

  was nominally at the head of the tennis & games

  He made out he was a great blood.

  My change to a new camp was a sudden one. It was

  given out that a new camp was being formed at

  Clausthal and a certain number of French & Belgians

  were going. The chocolate soldier said it was a very

  good place & he knew it well. The upshot was that

  I and my mess applied to go. At first it was said

  that it was impossible.

  However at the time the English were in good favour

  
  

  
  

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