A SERGEANT in a native regiment ordered a newly-arrived private to go into a dugout and clear out any enemy soldiers that might be there. 3 The negro blanched a bit, made ready to enter, and said to his comrades, "Of yo' sees three or four men cum running' out of dat hole, don't shoot de first one."
Business First TWo Scots who were partners in business joined the Balloon Barrage.
Sending the balloon up for the first time, one was unfortunately entangled and carried into the air.
As he shot upwards, his partner shouted: "Sandy, Sandy—scatler some of our business cards Camouflage A cut had been playing in the garden, and he went.into the house with his face and hands covered with mud.
"Go upstairs and wash yourself immediately," his mother said.
He looked very serious and said: "No, mum, I mustn't wash it off. Don't: you know I'm camouflaged?"
In the Middle Tue cricketer was very disgruntled, and was working off his annoyance by some very strong criticism of his captain.
"What can you make of a captain like that?" he demanded. "Goes and alters, his. batting order and sends me in right in the middle of a hat trick!"
Heavenly Harp Cri. F. Newton, of the R.A.F., stationed with the balloon barrage in the North, writes about an argument he overhead. The question was: How high could a balloon go? After a heated argument, the men turned to a N.C.O. and asked him to settle the point.
"I cannot tell you exactly how high they can go, he said. "But the other day when I hauled one down I found a harp entangled in the rigging."
Sympathy A NEW recruit wanted a week-end leave to see his wife and new-born baby.
The old sergeant-major looked at him and told him that he had on" glass eye, and if he could tell him which it was he could have his leave.
Its the right one, sir," said the new recruit. "Correct," said the sergeant major. "How did you know?"
"More sympathy in it, sir," answered the recruit, Home Fires TumOUGH the darkness the warden plodded on his rounds.
Suddenly he realized he had lost himself, But there was a gleam of light in the darkness, from a house across the street.
He groped his way over and knocked on the door. It was opened by some invisible person.
"One of your bedroom lights is showing," he said sternly. "Please put it out, and..."
A voice he knew interrupted him. "Come in and put it out yourself, idiot. You left it on."
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