Tue sergeant was harassed with Jots of clerical work when' news reached him from home that his wife had given birth to two sons. Alot of teasing followed, but, after @ white the Sergeant quietly remarked: "Well "you chaps Jought to know by this time that, according to Regulations, everything in the Army must rendered in duplicate."
The Limit cane of men, sent by the local Labour Exchange, had been at work for half a day ling sandbags, when a detachment of troops marched up and took the men's places, as part training.
Going up to the C.0,, one of the displaced men said contemptuously: "This is the limit. Hitler finds us a job, and then the British Army: puts us out o" work again."
The Winner Tue man took his little girl, aged seven, 10 la famous race meeting. It was the first time she had ever been at such a place.
In one race there were five runners. The father took his daughter to the rails and shower her the colours of the jockey and the horse he fancied would win; as indeed it did—by several The man was naturally excited, but the child turned to him and said, "Now you've won how will you get the horse home?"
Congratulations 'A very bumptious young man decided to hon= Jour the British Army with his membership, whereupon his pals agreed that the occasion Jahould be. suitably marked.
telegram: "Thanks for your assistance.
An hour after he had enlisted he received, His head swelled visibly.
Next day another wire arrived: "Congratula= tions. We are proud of you. Gamelin."
Not until the third wire' did he realize that is lex, was being pulled. It read: "For Heaven's soke, keep out of this, Adolf."
Bad Terms Oxt Sunday afternoon the silence was shat" fered by the sound of an uproar from the kitchen, Voices were raised in indignation; there were loud and violent arguments and' much Jbumping and banging about, The mistress of the house hurried down to investigate and reached the kitchen just as the angry voices reached a deafening crescendo of "What on earth is all this shouting about "If you please, mum." replied the hot-eyed land panting housemaid, "me and the cook' not speaking'
His Return Ticket was a foreigner without a passport and wanted to get to America, Approaching a seaman-like person, he told him of his. plight. Over a glass or two, the seaman offered to stow the foreigner aboard a ship for £50.
The foreigner was safely shipped aboard, with instructions to declare himself four days out. Down in the darkness of his hideous the stowaway, at a loss to account for the stops, the twisting, and turnings of the boat, had one conelusion—U boats, Four days later he declared himself to the officer on the bridge, and said, "I'm a stowaway, are we near New York?"
"No, was the reply, "you're fon the river ferry."
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