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Western Mail, Thursday 20 April 1933, page 2
A JOKE UNCALLED FOR.
Bert Thompson had a distorted sense of humour from which even his best cobbers were not safe.
After special duty at Baizieux one night he returned to his dugout to find his mates sleeping soundly for the first time for 48 hours. Although dog-tired himself, before finally turning in. he shook his particular cobber, Dolph Edwards, and in an urgent whisper bade him awake.
It took some time before Dolph eventually sat up with a startled oath, and seeing who had roused him, demanded to know what was the matter.
Bert put his finger to his lips and with a mysterious whisper, murmured: "The Kaiser don't like you, Dolph'"
It was Dolph who awakened the rest.
"Number," Fremantle.