Western Mail, Thursday 20 July 1933, page 2
Crown and Anchor.
Dear “Non-Com.''- in June, 1916, the transport Kingstonian "was carrying its complement of the A.I.F. on the voyage from Egypt-to France. Money was scarce. Consequently there was only one crown and anchor board working during the trip a very calm one until the night before arrival at Marseilles.
About sundown there was rather a heavy swell. The vessel had slowed down considerably so that it would arrive at daybreak. The crown-and-anchor- game was in full swing, with its usual large number of small bettors, the inner ring sitting down, the next kneeling, and the others standing.
The “Old Man" was there with his familiar cry, "Where you like, and where you fancy; put it down thick and heavy; what you don't pick up, the Old Man will!" Quite suddenly, one of the inner patrons was disturbed by the vessel's movement and fell forward on the board, his face green and his eyes closed a real cot case. He was violently ill. The Old Man had to shot up shop. None of us got a run for the "yaes" we had invested in that game.
"Field Amb.," Nungarin.