Loyalist Dave said:
I only polish the brass, and the steel, on property belonging to His Royal Britannic Majesty. One has to set an example for the lads, and idle hands are the devil's own tools.
GOD SAVE THE KING!
LD
When I did a Private Soldier in the Major’s Coy of the 42nd RHR, I shined the Brass and Steel of my Bess before an event, and daily during the event. I never wanted to fall out for morning inspection looking like a Sloppy or “Awkward Soldier” (period name for a recruit), even though I never aspired to being a Non Commissioned Officer. Most of the time it was fun just being a “Professional Private.”
When I awoke around dawn, I would first prepare a large cup of “chocolate,”(actually Swiss Mocha Coffee) even though that would have been a rare delicacy for a Private Soldier. As a Scot, I never acquired the taste, nor could I afford Tea. Then as I waited for my oat meal to boil, I shined my Bess and other Brass.
This normally worked well for morning inspection, though one time my freshly shined shoe buckles got me in some trouble. When my Captain inspected me, he remarked about my shoe buckles being so expensive for a Private Soldier and how did I afford them? Now, they were the exact same style of plain square military buckles everyone else used, but since I have such large feet, I use the larger of the two sizes of buckles. No one had ever noticed mine were a little larger than most others, before. I could only imagine that since mine were shined, my Captain may have thought they were “gilded,” instead of plain brass.
OK, so I decided to play along and replied, “Sir, I decided after all my years of throwing money away on loose women and too many a drop of the heather, that I should have something to show for my service. So I purchased something that I hoped my Officers would be pleased I would wear, to make the Company look better”¦..SIR!” Now my Captain was in real life a retired Army Captain, who had begun his service as an enlisted soldier. At first he didn’t know what to say, then he grinned and stepped closer and whispered, “I never know what to expect from you Marines.” Then he stepped back and said, “Well, that would indeed be a good trend for the Company to emulate.”
Gus