I can't recall now whether it was factual or fiction but yonks ago I read of four brothers hiking across a tract of Australian desert to enlist at the nearest point of civilisation during WW1. They met a hobo travelling in the opposite direction and on his enquiring whither they were bound, told him and added "We don't want the Kaiser invading our country!" The hobo answered witheringly "Take a look around boys, for me he can bloody have it!"