Funny Stories Told By The Soldiers - free ebook by Carleton B. (Carleton Britton) Case

FUNNY STORIES

PRANKS, JOKES AND LAUGHABLE AFFAIRS OF OUR BOYS AND THEIR ALLIES IN THE GREAT WAR The Victors in Their Cheerful Moments By CARLETON B. CASE SHREWESBURY PUBLISHING CO. CHICAGO Copyright, 1919 by SHREWESBURY PUBLISHING CO....

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PREFACE

Now that the dread of awful war has passed with the coming of welcome peace, we can turn our minds with renewed cheerfulness to the merry side of the great world’s conflict and enjoy with our boys the funny things they saw and did and said while “over there.” The comedy side of the war has been quickly seen and readily interpreted by the world’s great writers, as well as by the very officers and men, in all departments of the service, who themselves participated in both the serious and the frivo

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SECRETARY BAKER TELLS A GOOD ONE

“The neat and even elegant appearance of the American soldier isn’t maintained,” said War Secretary Baker in an address, “without hard work. Yes, the work is hard, but doesn’t the result more than justify it? “On the train the other day a private sat with his tunic unbuttoned, for the temperature was high. A sergeant strode up to him and said: “‘Button up that tunic! Did you never hear of by-law 217, subsection D? I’m Sergeant Jabez Winterbottom!’ “A gentleman in the seat behind tapped the serge

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DID SHE SAVE DOC ONE?

In the field hospital: Doctor—Save me a sample of everything your patient takes. Nurse—He took a kiss this morning....

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WANTED TO KILL THE COOKS

A young Canadian officer, who had lived for years in China, was deputed to take to France for service behind the lines a company of Chinese coolies. On the ocean voyage over, which was a turbulent one, a row developed between the coolies and the Cantonese cooks, and the coolies decided to kill the cooks. Hearing of it the Canadian called in several of the coolies and told them if they killed the cooks they would have nothing to eat until they reached France. “What’s the matter?” asked the Canadi

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YOU CAN’T BEAT THE IRISH

An elderly Colonel, about to retire, was holding “officer hours” for the last time and four old offenders were brought in for punishment. The Colonel looked them over wearily, and then said: “I’ve been listening to the yarns and excuses you men have concocted for the past three years and I’m tired of them all. If any of you can think of something new, I’ll let you off without punishment. If you can’t, I’ll give you the limit.” “I took just one drink, and it made me ill, Colonel,” began the first

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ASK SOMEONE FROM MISSOURI

A long and patient but vain effort on the part of a khaki-clad driver to induce a mule, drawing what appeared to be a load of laundry, through the gateway of a local hospital, afforded considerable amusement to the doughboys who were watching the proceedings. The mule would do anything but pass through the gateway. “Want any ’elp, chum?” shouted one of the boys to the driver, as he rested a moment. “No,” replied the driver, “but I’d like to know how the devil Noah got two of these blighters into

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CLARK STREET ENGLISH

American tourists who are shaky as to their French have often been embarrassed by the voluble replies which their carefully studied phrases bring forth from French lips. Just now the tables are frequently turned, and the Frenchman or woman is puzzled by the fluent American vernacular. An example: Yankee Trooper—“Parly-voo English, mademoiselle?” French Maid—“Yes, a vairl leetle.” Yankee Trooper—“Good work! Say, could you put me wise where I could line up against some good eats in this burg?”...

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HIS MASTER’S VOICE

Captain (sharply)—“Button up that coat.” Married Recruit (absently)—“Yes, my dear.”...

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WHEN PRESIDENT WILSON LAUGHED

No doughboy in the charming Champs Elysees theater, Paris, laughed harder than President Wilson when the “Argonne players” put all officers on the gridiron. It was Broadway’s own 77th division that presented a snappy bill before the dignified peace commissioners with the exception of Col. House, who was ill. The play was entitled “Annex Revue, 1918.” Here are some of the sallies at which Mr. Wilson laughed: “If they don’t send me home soon I’ll be so full of service stripes that I’ll look like a

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BEEF, MILK AND BEER

A cow strayed one day between the German and the English trenches. Both sides coveted the cow for its milk and meat, but it was sure death to go out and get the cow. So the English threw a note wrapped around a stone into the German trenches: “You throw a mark in the air, we will shoot at it. If we hit it, it is our cow. If we miss, we will throw a shilling in the air. If you hit it, the cow is yours.” In a few moments a sign was lifted over the German trenches reading “O. K.,” and a mark shone

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TOO BAD SHE HADN’T MORE SONS

Two men riding in a street car were talking about the war. “Well, how much longer do you think this thing will last?” asked one of the men of his friend. “Pretty hard to tell,” was the answer. “But as for me it can go right on for years. I’m making big money out of it all right.” And he looked it! A well-dressed middle-aged woman sat next to the man who had just spoken and, as he finished his speech, she took off her gloves, stood up and hit the man a stinging blow across his face. “That is for

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WHY HE GOT THIRTY DAYS

Everything was ready for kit inspection; the recruits stood lined up ready for the officer, and the officer had his bad temper all complete. He marched up and down the line, grimly eyeing each man’s bundle of needles and soft soap, and then he singled out Private MacTootle as the man who was to receive his attentions. “Tooth-brush?” he roared. “Yes, sir.” “Razor?” “Hold-all?” “Hm! You’re all right, apparently,” growled the officer. Then he barked: “Housewife?” “Oh, very well, thank you,” said th

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TIME TO SWEAR OFF

A British officer who was inspecting the line in Flanders came across a raw-looking yeoman. “What are you here for?” asked the officer. “To report anything unusual, sir.” “What would you call unusual? What would you do if you saw five battle cruisers steaming across the field?” “Take the pledge, sir.”...

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THE CHOCOLATE SOLDIERS

A negro drill sergeant was addressing a squad of colored “rookies” under him. He said: “I wants you niggers to understan’ dat you is to car’y out all o’ders giben on de risin’ reflection ob de final word ob comman’. Now when we’s passin’ dat reviewin’ stan’, at de comman’ ‘Eyes Right!’ I wants to hear ever’ nigger’s eyeballs click.”...

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NO FOOTSTEPS IN THE AIR

Dear Old Lady—“I suppose you’ll follow in your father’s footsteps when you grow up?” “I can’t; he’s an airman.”...

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CHICKEN FEED ON BROADWAY

The very prosperous-looking gentleman stopped and permitted the very pretty girl to fasten a carnation in his buttonhole. Then he handed her a quarter. “What is this for?” he asked. “You have fed a Belgian baby,” was the reply. “Nonsense,” said the other, adding a $5 bill to his contribution, “you can’t do it. Here, take this, and buy a regular meal for the baby.”...

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THIS WAS IN ENGLAND

Binks—“Ah, what a loss I have suffered in the death of my mother-in-law!” Jinks—“She meant a good deal to you?” Binks—“Yes; she was a vegetarian, and gave us her meat-card.”...

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VERY LADYLIKE

This story is from London: A young woman in khaki uniform and cap met a Scotch kilty. She saluted. He curtsied. Frank Proudfoot Jarvis has been at the Front with the First Canadian Mounted Rifles for three years, and his sense of humor and the joy of life still survive. In a letter dated, “Somewhere in Mud, 17th of Ireland,” he writes to his brother, Paul Jarvis, of New York: “I had expected to be in gay (?) Paree on furlough at this time, swinging down the Boys de Belogne with girls de Belogne

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THIS PLEASED THE COLONEL

The sergeant halted the new sentry opposite the man he was to relieve. “Give over your orders,” he said. The old sentry reeled off the routine instructions with confidence, but one of the special orders baffled him. “Come on, man!” said the sergeant impatiently. “On no account,” stammered the sentry, “are you to let any questionable character pass the lines, except the colonel’s wife.”...

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DID THE CHAPLAIN SWEAR?

Recently, during the operations of the British Egyptian expeditionary force in Palestine, a town to the south of Beersheba was captured, and in it was discovered a splendid example of mosaic pavement. The excavation of it was placed in charge of a chaplain, and while the work was proceeding some human bones were discovered. Elated at the find, the padre immediately wired to great headquarters, saying: “Have found the bones of saint.” Shortly after the reply came back: “Unable to trace Saint in c

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ONE SWEET KISS LOST

Before introducing Lieutenant de Tassan, aid to General Joffre, and Colonel Fabry, the “Blue Devil of France,” Chairman Spencer, of the St. Louis entertainment committee, at the M. A. A. breakfast told this anecdote: “In Washington Lieutenant de Tassan was approached by a pretty American girl, who said: “‘And did you kill a German soldier?’ “‘Yes,’ he replied. “‘With what hand did you do it?’ she inquired. “‘With this right hand,’ he said. “And then the pretty American girl seized his right hand

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A COINCIDENCE OF WAR

The commandant of one of the great French army supply depots was busy one morning. He was a man of forty; a colonel in the regular French army. He was talking to an American colonel when an erect, sturdy-looking man with white hair and mustache and who wore the single star of a subaltern on his sleeve came up, saluted, delivered a message and then asked: “Are there any more orders, sir?” When he was told that there were none he brought his heels together with a click, saluted again and went away

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GERMAN PAPERS, PLEASE NOTE

The following is posted on the door of a deserted cabin in Coos County, Oregon: “To whom it may concern:...

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UNANIMOUS

We should like to print this story in letters of gold, says the London Tit-Bits. It is of a colonel on the British front who wanted twenty men to face almost certain death. He called the whole company together and made the situation clear to them. Then he asked for twenty volunteers to advance one pace. He loved his men, and it was almost more than he could bear. He closed his eyes to keep back his tears, and when he opened them the men stood in exactly the same formation. He was pained. “Is the

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PA WAS THE GENERAL

The young subaltern, who was a son of a general and never omitted to rub in that fact, was taking a message from the general to the gunners. “If you please,” he said to the major, “father says will you move your guns.” The major was in an irate mood. “Oh!” he rejoined, “and what the blazes does your mother say?”...

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TOUGH ON GOMPERS

Kerensky kissed Arthur Henderson, the British labor politician, as the American Labor Mission calls him, and all England gasped. Kerensky is coming to this country. He may want to kiss Secretary Wilson or even President Wilson. This has led an anonymous poet to suggest that the President put his greetings into a song, and to furnish him with the song, as follows:...

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HAD THE RIGHT DOPE

The more things the draft officials do to baseball here the better it flourishes in London, according to Richard Hatteras, of that thriving community, who was recently in New York. Mr. Hatteras says the game is getting a firm hold on every nationality in the British capital. “Why, recently,” quoth he, “I saw a game in which East Indians were playing. One of these approached the plate at a crucial moment and cried aloud: “‘Allah, give thou me strength to make a hit.’ “He struck out. “The next man

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TELL THIS NOT IN BOSTON

An American boy had his first experience in the first line of trenches under fire, and an American woman met him. “Well, boy,” asked the woman, “what was it like? Pretty awful experience, wasn’t it?” “Awful?” grinned the Sammee. “Funniest thing you ever saw.” “Funny?” echoed the woman, amazed. “Why, what in the world do you mean?” “Those beans! Why——” and he went off into a gale of laughter. “Of course you don’t know. But cook had made an enormous pot of beans for the boys and, say, they did sme

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THE MESSAGE WAS SOBER, ANYHOW

General Sir Henry Rawlinson, Sir Douglas Haig’s “right-hand man,” is rather fond of relating a story concerning a major who, sent to inspect an outlying fort, found the commander intoxicated. He immediately locked him up; but the bibulous one managed to escape, and, making his way to the nearest telegraph office, dispatched the following message to no less a personage than the colonial secretary: “Man here, named ——, questions my sobriety. Wire to avert bloodshed.”...

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HE HADN’T FINISHED

They had brought him in very carefully, the husky but femininely gentle stretcher bearers, for he was nothing but a kid after all, with a complexion like a girl’s and with pathetically pleading eyes. He was crying in his hospital bed when the correspondent came across him and stopped to investigate. “Are you in great pain?” the newspaper man sympathetically asked. The lad looked into the other’s eyes and nodded with a choking sob. “Where does it hurt?” the correspondent pursued. “It ain’t that,”

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THE OOZING OF THE COONS

Negro Sergeant—“When I say ‘’Bout face!’ you place de toe of yo’ right foot six inches to de reah of de heel of yo’ left foot and jus’ ooze aroun’.”...

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SHE WAS IN UNIFORM

First Officer (in spasm of jealousy)—“Who’s the knock-kneed chap with your sister, old man?” Second Officer—“My other sister.”...

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NO CHALLENGING OUT OF HIS CLASS

Sergeant (surprising sentry)—“Why didn’t you challenge that man who just passed?” Newest Recruit—“Why, that’s Kayo Hogan, sergeant, and he’s got all o’ ten pounds on me!”...

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CALLING HIM SISSY?

The Fag—“Oh, I’d go to the war quick enough, but mother wouldn’t like me to; and I’ve never disappointed her since the day I was born.” The Snag—“Well, if she was hoping for a daughter, I’m sure you’ve done your best to console her.”...

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HOW DISAPPOINTED HE’LL BE

Scotch Warrior from Palestine (whose baby is about to be christened, and who has a bottle of Jordan water for the purpose)—“Eh, by the way, meenister, I ha’e brocht this bottle——” Minister—“No’ the noo, laddie! After the ceremony I’ll be verra pleased!”...

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AMERICAN HUMOR IN FRANCE

The sense of humor of the American is a joy to the French, who miss this quality sadly in the English. A young French woman was conducting two young American officers around Versailles. When they got in the park the French girl said: “Do you know that the French have a pretty saying, ‘The smaller the ivy leaf, the dearer the love?’ So I want each one of you to find the tiniest leaf possible and send it to the one that’s waiting at home.” The men set out, and the first man came back with a perfec

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SNOBBERY SQUELCHED

On seeing the haughty aristocrat about to disturb a seriously wounded soldier, the Red Cross nurse in charge interposed. “Excuse me, madam,” she said, “but——” She was rudely interrupted by Lady Snobleigh, who cried: “Woman, you forget yourself. I’m very particular to whom I speak.” “Oh,” quietly answered the nurse, “that is where we differ. I’m not!”...

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BLASTED HOPES

“Where is the new recruit?” “Well, sir, since he went, an hour or two ago, to sew on a button with guncotton, no one seems to have seen anything of him.”...

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PROFITABLE AUTHORSHIP

The Girl—“And can you manage on your army pay, Phil?” The “Sub”—“Hardly; but I do a bit of writing besides.” The Girl—“What kind of writing?” The “Sub”—“Oh, letters to the guv’nor!”...

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THE “LONG, LONG TRAIL” OVER THERE

Paris, Nov., 1918.—In the logging camps and sawmills, in barracks and on the drill grounds, in camps and on the march, in “Y” and Red Cross huts, at all hours of the day and night, wherever in France the Yank crusaders were at work, I have heard these lines sung, hummed, and whistled: Wherever a piano found its way into the American lines someone was sure to be playing this chorus; and, dodging in and out of a convoy along the rutted and winding hillside roads in the zone of operations, in drizz

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HIS OWN PERSONAL WAR

General Leonard Wood tells the story of a captain to whom was assigned a new orderly, a fresh recruit. “Your work will be to clean my boots, buttons, belt, and so forth, shave me, see to my horse, which you must groom thoroughly, and clean the equipment. After that you go to your hut, help to serve the breakfast, and after breakfast lend a hand washing up. At eight o’clock you go on parade and drill till twelve o’clock——” “Excuse me, sir,” broke in the recruit, “is there anyone else in the army

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WHEN TOMMY LAUGHS

There are many bright lines in the soldiers’ letters home, as Punch and other papers note. “A clergyman recently gave a lecture on ‘Fools’ at the ‘hut’ back of our station,” writes a boy from the Somme. “The tickets of admission were inscribed, ‘Lecture on Fools. Admit one.’ There was a large audience.” And from Calais comes this: “You will note with interest and tell the shirkers they’re missing something here. The ‘G’ came off the big sign east of the station here and we now read: ‘The only En

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ONE OF THOSE IRISH BULLS

The recruit from Ireland spent his leave in England. Asked on his return to the front what he thought of the place, he said: “Faith, London is a great city; but it’s no place for a poor man unless he has plenty of money.”...

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WHEN GERMANY SALUTED A PIG

A Belgian farmer saved his bacon in an unusual way. He heard that the Germans were coming, so he killed and dressed his one pig, cleaned it, put it into his bed with only a part of the underface exposed, and put a lighted candle at each side of the bed. When the Germans arrived an officer entered the house, went into the room, saw what he believed to be a member of the family laid out for burial, saluted and went out!...

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AND SO IT PROVED

Arthur Train, the novelist, put down a German newspaper at the Century Club, in New York, with an impatient grunt. “It says here,” he explained, “that it is Germany who will speak the last word in this war.” Then the novelist laughed angrily and added: “Yes, Germany will speak the last word in the war, and that last word will be ‘Kamerad!’”...

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WASHINGTON GETS THESE, TOO

They have some exceptional letters in the London “Family Separation” office, which looks after the families of soldiers at the front. These are all actual letters received: “Dear Sir—You have changed my little boy into a little girl. Will it make any difference? “My Bill has been put in charge of a spittoon. Will I get more pay?” [“Platoon” was meant.] “I am glad to tell you that my husband has been reported dead.” “If I don’t get my husband’s money soon I shall be compelled to go on the streets

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BLACK MAGIC

“Yes, sah,” said one negro, “a friend of mine who knows all about it says dis heah man Edison has done gone and invented a magnetized bullet dat can’t miss a German, kase ef dere’s one in a hundred yards de bullet is drawn right smack against his steel helmet. Yes, sah, an’ he’s done invented another one with a return attachment. Whenever dat bullet don’t hit nothin’ it comes right straight back to de American lines.” “Dat’s what I call inventin’,” exclaimed his colored listener. “But how about

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SUCH EXCUSES AS THEY MAKE

A soldier was brought up for stealing his trench bunkie’s liquor. “I’m sorry, sor,” he said. “But I put the liquor for the two of us in the same bottle. Mine was at the bottom, an’ I was obliged to drink his to get mine.”...

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HE HAD TROUBLES, TOO

At a church adjacent to a big military camp a service was recently held for soldiers only. “Let all you brave fellows who have troubles stand up,” shouted the preacher. Instantly every man rose except one. “Ah!” exclaimed the preacher, peering at this lone individual. “You are one in a thousand.” “It ain’t that,” piped back the only man who had remained seated, as the rest of his comrades gazed suspiciously at him. “Somebody’s put some cobbler’s wax on the seat, and I’m stuck.”...

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WHAT COULD HE MEAN?

An army chaplain was trudging along a hot, dusty road with a company of soldiers. As they stopped to rest and to get a drink of water at a farm house the farmer’s wife said to the chaplain: “You go everywhere the soldiers go, I suppose?” “No, ma’am,” answered the preacher, “not everywhere; only in this world.”...

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NEVER MIND THE TARGET

The subject of rifle shooting often crops up at one of the training camps. “I’ll bet anyone here a box of cigars,” said Lieut. A., “that I can fire twenty-one shots at 200 yards and tell without waiting for the marker the result of each one correctly.” “Done!” cried Maj. B. And the whole mess turned out early the next morning to witness the experiment. The lieutenant fired. “Miss!” he announced calmly. Another shot. “Miss!” he repeated. A third shot. “Miss!” “Here, hold on!” put in Maj. B. “What

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A LADY FROM HELL

Two “kilties” from the same town met in a rest camp “somewhere in France” and started exchanging confidences. “Whit like a sendoff did yer wuman gie ye, Sandy, when ye left for France?” asked Jock presently. Sandy lit a fresh cigaret before he replied frankly: “Says she, ‘Noo, there’s yer train, Sandy; in ye get, an’ see an’ do yer duty. By jingo, ma mannie, if I thocht ye wed shirk it oot yonder I wud see ye was wounded afore ye gang off.’ That’s the sendoff she gaed me, Jock.”...

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THEORY VS. FACT

United States Senator Howard Sutherland, of West Virginia, tells a story about a mountain youth who visited a recruiting office in the Senator’s State for the purpose of enlisting in the regular army. The examining physician found the young man as sound as a dollar, but that he had flat feet. “I’m sorry,” said the physician, “but I’ll have to turn you down. You’ve got flat feet.” The mountaineer looked sorrowful. “No way for me to git in it, then?” he inquired. “I guess not. With those flat feet

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ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIER!

Two men went to the Y. M. C. A. director in one of the camps and said that they were in the habit of kneeling down and saying their prayers at home. What ought they to do here? “Try it out,” was the advice. They did; the second night two others in the barracks joined them; the third night a few more; gradually the number increased until considerably more than half the men resumed the habit of childhood and knelt by their cots in prayer before turning in. A company captain in one of the cantonmen

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WHO WAS THE JOKE ON?

They are telling the story in London taprooms of a German soldier who laughed uproariously all the time he was being flogged. When the officer, at the end, inquired the cause of the private’s mirth, the latter broke into a fresh fit of laughter and cried: “Why, I’m the wrong man!”...

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REAL YANKEE LANGUAGE

A French soldier who came proudly up to an American in a certain headquarters town the other day asked: “You spik French?” “Nope,” answered the American, “not yet.” The Frenchman smiled complacently. “Aye spik Eengleesh,” he said. The American grinned and the Frenchman looked about for some means to show his prowess in the foreign tongue. At that moment a French girl, very neat and trim in her peaked hat, long coat, and high laced boots, came along. The Frenchman jerked his head toward her, look

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DAMN THE KAISER

The grit of the British Tommy is amazing, as told by a Swiss correspondent who found himself with fourteen soldiers in a barn. A huge German shell suddenly “found” the barn in the very center and wrecked it. It was pitch dark; the Swiss was seriously wounded and decided to lay still until help should come. Suddenly a voice spoke out of the dark: “Anyone left here?” “Right here, old chap,” came an answer. “Ah.” Then silence, and in a few moments came: “Say, old man, think you could give me a bit

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FUN FOR THE MISSUS

A padre passing up and down among the wounded at a field hospital asked a wounded Jock whether he would like to dictate a letter home. The Jock assented. Thereupon the minister prepared to take down the letter, but found Jock tongue-tied and unable to begin. “Come along, now!” said the padre kindly. “We must make a start. What shall I say?” No reply. “Shall I begin ‘My Dear Wife?’” “Ay,” said Jock, “pit that doon. That’ll amuse her!”...

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GERMAN RESTITUTION

“Any restitution Germany offers to the Allies will be offered, you may be sure, in the spirit of Griggs.” The speaker was Edward Hungerford, the advertising expert. “Griggs and Miggs,” he went on, “were kidnapped by bandits and shut up in a cave. “‘They’ll take every cent we’ve got on us,’ moaned Miggs. ‘Every blessed cent.’ “‘They will, eh?’ said Griggs, thoughtfully. “‘They sure will.’ “Griggs peeled a ten-spot from his roll. “‘Here, Miggs,’ he said, ‘here is that ten dollars I’ve been owin’ y

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BUT DID CHARLEY TELL IT?

“Charley, dear,” said young Mrs. Torkins, “I have thought up a witticism for you to tell at the club.” “Do I have to tell it?” “Of course not. But you’ll miss a great chance if you don’t. It’s this: Baseball players ought to be put into the navy instead of the army. Go on; ask me ‘Why?’” “Why?” “So that they can steal submarine bases.”...

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LONG-DISTANCE FAREWELL

The word came that a company of soldiers in an Eastern camp would leave the next morning on a transport for France. One soldier came from Portland, Ore. Quickly he went to the public telephone pay station and put in a call for his mother. For an hour he paced back and forth before that booth, and then came the word “Portland is on the wire.” Slowly but impressively this boy in khaki dropped one hundred 25-cent pieces in the slot, and for a precious five minutes that boy heard his mother’s voice

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NINE GIRLS TOO MANY

He was a strikingly handsome figure in his uniform as he started out upon his round of farewell calls. “And you’ll think of me every single minute when you’re in those stupid old trenches?” questioned the sweet young thing upon whom he first called. He nodded emphatically. “Every minute.” “And you’ll kiss my picture every night?” “Twice a night,” he vowed rashly, patting the pretty head on his shoulder. “And write me long, long letters?” she insisted. “Every spare minute I have,” he reassured he

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WHY NOT BOTH?

The adjutant was lecturing to the subalterns of the battalion. “In the field,” he said, “it is now incumbent upon an officer to make himself look as much like a man as possible.” Everybody laughed. “That is, I mean,” he explained, “as much like a soldier as possible.”...

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ONLY GOOD GERMANS WERE LEFT

One of the brightest young business men of Pittsburgh enrolled as a volunteer and by his quick intelligence soon won an officer’s commission. He led his troops in the attack on Bouresches, and so hot was the fight that a major was sent from headquarters to learn the worst. He met the young officer coming out of the town with part of his company. The major happened to be a pompous gentleman, well known for his egotism. Having no faith in anyone to “finish a job,” he asked the young officer: “What

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A BREEZY RETORT

The recruiting had been good and the orator of the occasion felt well satisfied with himself. It would be graceful, he thought, to speak a few concluding words to the crowd of men who had dedicated themselves to “king and country.” “And what will you think when you see the flag of the empire standing out from its staff above the field of battle?” the speaker demanded, his face alight with patriotic fervor. “Standin’ straight out, guv’nor?” a stolid recruit questioned earnestly. “Why—er—yes!” the

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PATTING MISSOURI ON THE BACK

We’re glad to see that General Foch is studying this column for ideas to help speed up the winning of the war. A month or so ago we quoted a paragraph of Jack Blanton’s, advising General Foch that, while defensive fighting was all right for awhile, all the great battles of the world had been won by the armies which took the offensive. Yesterday’s papers quoted General Foch to the same effect. We’ve suspected all along that the unofficial boards of strategy in Paris, Mo., and other country towns

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YOU CAN’T BEAT SUCH BOYS

When the lad came to in the shell hole he thought at first somebody had emptied a bucket of warm water on his face and breast. But it happened to be blood from a nasty wound running down his cheek and along his chin. He’d not known, naturally, when it had happened. A little wabbly, he was reaching for his rifle when a field surgeon slid down the bank and confronted him. “Can you walk?” he asked. “Sure, why not?” was the reply. “Why, man, you’re wounded!” the surgeon exclaimed. The kid’s eyes fla

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HOW TO BE FUNNY IN WARTIME

This subject is discussed by W. H. Berry, an actor whose “High Jinks” has been going strong with London theater-goers. “It is far more necessary for a comedian to get the laughs in time of war,” says Berry, “and I know that many of our comedians have worked their hardest on the nights when there was bad news in the papers. “There are only a few subjects taboo, but they should be shunned absolutely. I object, for example, to a joke I heard not long ago about wounded soldiers who had to wear glass

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NOW ON A WAR-BASIS

His Honor—“Rufus, didn’t you hear that you had to work or fight?” Rufus—“Yaas, boss, I sho’ dun hyer dat. So I goes an’ gits married right away.”...

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HUMANITY IN WAR

During a fierce engagement on the Somme battlefield a British officer saw a German officer impaled on the barbed wire between the lines, writhing in anguish. The fire was heavy, but still the wounded man hung there. At last the Englishman could stand it no longer. He said quietly: “I can’t bear to look at that poor chap.” He went out under the storm of shell fire, released the sufferer, took him on his shoulders and carried him to the German trench. The firing ceased. Both sides watched the act

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FLATLY IMPOSSIBLE

“Yes,” said Simpkins, “I want to do my bit, of course, so I thought I’d raise some potatoes.” “Well, I thought I would do that,” said Smith, “but when I looked up the way to do it I found that potatoes have to be planted in hills, and our yard is perfectly flat.”...

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THE FRATERNAL SIDE OF WAR

Jean is a typical French soldier: alert, daring; a keen, educated youth. He is equally at home with the German and the French languages, which accounts for what follows: One dark night, shortly after midnight, Jean—on a solitary patrol—was lying just outside the wire, about ten meters from the German trench, listening to locate the sentries. There was a faint starlight. Suddenly a whisper came from beyond the wire, a low voice speaking in broken French: “Why do you lie so quiet, my friend? I saw

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NO TIME TO WASTE

Two soldiers caused some amusement at a golf course the other way. The first man teed up and made a mighty swipe, but failed to shift the ball. The miss was repeated no fewer than three times. His pal was unable to stand it any longer. “For heaven’s sake, Bill,” he broke out, “hit the bloomin’ thing. You know we have only four days’ leave.”...

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HER GENTLE COME-BACK

She was a sweet young thing, and having come down to see her soldier brother, who was on duty at that time, she was being taken round by his chum. She was, of course, full of questions. “Who is that person?” she asked, pointing to a color sergeant. “Oh! he shook hands with the king; that is why he is wearing a crown on his arm, you see!” replied the truthful man. “And who is that?” she asked, seeing a gymnastic instructor with a badge of crossed Indian clubs. “That is the barber; do you not see

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HIS MIND WAS WANDERING

“Anything I can do for you?” asked a surgeon as he passed the bed of a smiling but badly wounded soldier. “Yes, doctor; perhaps you can tell me something I’d very much like to know,” answered “Sammie.” “Fire ahead,” replied the doctor. “What is it?” “Well, doctor, when one doctor doctors another doctor, does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor the other doctor like the doctor wants to be doctored, or does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor the other doctor like the doctor doing the doctorin

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THE SEX OF THE KILTIES

While some Scottish regiments were disembarking in France, several French officers were watching them. One observed: “They can’t be women, for they have mustaches; but they can’t be men, for they wear skirts.” “I have it,” said another. “They’re that famous Middlesex regiment from London.”...

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HE’D BEEN THERE HIMSELF

Two colored troopers in France called upon the Chaplain. “Look here, Mr. Chaplain, we wants you for to settle an argument,” said one of them. “Dis here man says lots of saints were colored folks. Would you please tell me how many of dem ’postles were niggers?” “None of them was a darky,” said the Chaplain. “Well, Sir, that settles it. Dis man wanted me to believe that St. Peter was a nigger, and I just told him: ‘No, Sah, St. Peter was no nigger, ’cause I heard you say about St. Peter and dat ro

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EIGHTEEN YEARS OF HOPE

A wife whose husband is on active service recently presented him with a bouncing baby boy. She wrote to ask him when he should get leave, and also when the war would be over. His reply was as follows: “Dear Lucy:—I don’t know when I shall get leave or when the war will be over, but if the baby should be called up before I get leave, give him a parcel to bring out to me. Your loving husband, Bill.”...

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A NICKNAME THAT STUCK

The Post School for Soldiers gathered for the afternoon session. The teacher was the Chaplain. The lesson, he said, was about the adverb. “What is an adverb?” There was an eloquent silence. At last a weary voice ventured: “That’s a word that ends in ly. I learned that back in Missouri.” “Can you give me a definition?” said the Chaplain. “No, Sir.” “Can you give me an example of an adverb?” “Yes, Sir,” came the response; “Kelly.” Some months afterward, while in camp overseas, the Chaplain address

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PAT WAS SMOKING

Scene: A smoking compartment in a British railway carriage. Old Gent (to Pat going home to Monaghan on furlough)—“Young man, allow me to inform you that out of every ten cases of men suffering from paralysis of the tongue, nine are due to smoking.” Pat—“Allow me to inform you, sir, that out of every ten men suffering from broken noses, nine are due to the habit of not minding their own business.”...

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FORGOT HIS LINES

The Canadians are credited with the story of the stupid Yorkshire sentry: The first night he stood guard he hailed an approaching officer in proper form: “’Oo goes there?” “Canadian rifles.” There was a moment of silence. Then the Yorkshireman repeated: “The Canadian Rifles,” was the impatient answer. More silence. Then the Yorkshireman again challenged: “The Canadian rifles, you qualified blighter,” shouted the enraged officer. There was a long period of quiet while the Canadian watched the Yor

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SO THERE’S PLENTY OF IT

William Thaw, the young Pittsburgh millionaire who has done such wonderful flying in France, was being praised at a luncheon party. “Mr. Thaw,” said a pretty girl, “is as brave as he is witty. I saw him make a splendid flight one day, and on his descent I said to him: “‘Flying requires some special application, doesn’t it?’ “‘Oh, no,’ said he. ‘Any old kind of horse liniment will do.’”...

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LIVELY ENEMY

A company of very new soldiers were out on a wide heath, practicing the art of taking cover. The officer in charge of them turned to one of the rawest of his men. “Get down behind that hillock there,” he ordered, sternly, “and, mind, not a move or a sound!” A few minutes later he looked around to see if they were all concealed, and, to his despair, observed something wriggling behind the small mound. Even as he watched the movements became more frantic. “I say, you there,” he shouted, angrily, “

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NO REGRETS

A certain drill sergeant, whose severity had made him unpopular with his troops, was putting a party of recruits through the funeral service. Opening the ranks so as to admit the passage of the supposed cortege between them, the instructor, by way of explanation, walked slowly down the lane formed by the two ranks, saying, as he did so: “Now, I’m the corpse. Pay attention.” Having reached the end of the path, he turned round, regarding them steadily with a scrutinizing eye for a moment or two, t

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TOO MUCH WASTED EFFORT

A squad of rookies, composed of various nationalities, mostly Italian, on being given the command “mark time!” all executed the command with the exception of one small dark-skinned son of Naples. The sergeant asked him why he did not execute the movement and he replied: “Donna wan to.” “Why not?” sharply demanded the sergeant. “Cause-a we walk-a like deuce and don’t-a get-a no place!”...

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MAD ENOUGH TO LICK ANYONE

Before entering the Army this rookie was a peaceful lad, but rising at 5:15 in the morning went against his principles. On this particular morning, as he fell in line by the light of the moon, his bunkie heard him mutter: “It’s clear to me now. Why didn’t I think of that long ago?” Bunkie (puzzled)—“What’s clear to you now?” Rookie—“The reason why all great battles begin at daybreak.” Bunkie—“Why?” Rookie—“Because, when men have to get up that time, they feel so much like fighting.”...

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WORKING THE WAR

Bess: “That’s Mrs. Grabbit—she’s a great war-worker.” Bob: “Indeed!” Bess: “Yes; she’s married four of her daughters to soldiers.”...

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SANDY WAS SCOTCH

Sandy M’Tavish was a highly-skilled workman in a new aeroplane factory. It happened one day that he was asked if he would care to accompany the works aviator on one of his trial flights in a machine. Sandy, after some hesitation, agreed to do so. During the flight the aviator asked how he was enjoying the trip. “To tell the truth,” answered the Scot, “I wad rather be on the groun’.” “Tut, tut,” replied the flying man. “I’m just thinking of looping the loop.” “For heaven’s sake don’t dae that!” y

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BROWN WASN’T GREEN

Brown was transferred to another unit his adjutant wrote to the adjutant of the new regiment saying: “We are sending you Brown. He is a nice boy, but he has a shocking bad habit of betting on every conceivable subject. Try and choke him off.” Brown arrived. At mess on the first night he sat next the colonel and, turning the conversation on India, made the astounding assertion that every white man who went there developed a curious green patch between the shoulder-blades. This rubbish annoyed the

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ANYTHING TO GET AWAY

A soldier was pleading with his O. C. “You are always on leave,” exclaimed the officer. “What on earth do you want special leave for now?” “My sister’s baby going to be vaccinated, sir.” “And what has that got to do with you?” “She’s my sister, sir,” explained Tommy, with a hurt look. “What, the baby?” “No, sir, the baby’s sister’s my brother—I mean I’m the mother’s baby—er—the father’s my sister. No, I mean—” “You mean,” broke in the O. C., angrily. “What do they want you for? That is the point

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NATURALLY WISHED TO SEE HER

Private McGuire, lying in hospital, was very fractious. He pointedly refused to take a second dose of medicine, which was inordinately nasty. Several smiling nurses bent over him and urged him to be good. “Come,” pleaded one, “drink this and you’ll get well.” “And rosy, too!” chimed in a second. M’Guire visibly brightened, and actually sat up in bed. After surveying the pretty group, he inquired, eagerly, “What wan o’ yez is Rosy?”...

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ZEPPELINITIS

Mr. Meek was not very well, and the doctor had advised him to take a glass of beer occasionally “for his stomach’s sake.” “It can’t be done, doctor; it can’t be done,” said Mr. Meek. “Although there is a barrel of beer in the cellar, my wife insists on my being teetotal for the duration of the war.” “Tut, tut,” said the doctor, as he took his leave; “you must invent a way to overcome your wife’s scruples; an easy matter enough, surely?” A few days later the medical man received a visit from Mrs.

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PALESTINE VS. PURGATORY

In a small village in Ireland the mother of a soldier met the village priest, who asked her if she had had bad news. “Shure, I have,” she said. “Pat has been killed.” “Oh, I am very sorry,” said the priest. “Did you receive word from the War Office?” “No,” she said, “I received word from himself.” The priest looked perplexed, and said, “But how is that?” “Shure,” she said, “here is the letter, read it for yourself.” The letter said: “Dear Mother—I am now in the Holy Land.”...

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DON’T ALL SPEAK AT ONCE

The American Red Cross has inaugurated so many different kinds of bureaus since its arrival in France, that it is difficult to enumerate them or to know what their duties consist of, but its newest bureau, according to the last issue of the Bulletin, appears to be dabbling in matrimonial matters. The following paragraph is taken from the Red Cross Bulletin, showing that anything might be called for at the headquarters: “Wanted—An American husband.” “No kidding. It’s a fact. If you are an eligibl

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WELL SEASONED

A soldier in hospital, on recovering consciousness, said: “Nurse, what is this on my head?” “Vinegar cloths,” she replied. “You have had fever.” After a pause. “And what is this on my chest?” “A mustard-plaster. You have had pneumonia.” “And what is this at my feet?” “Salt-bags; you have had frost-bite.” A soldier from the next bed looked up and said: “Hang the pepper-box to his nose, nurse, then he will be a cruet.”...

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NOT TO BE DONE

A certain soldier always looked on the dark side of things. One day a friend tried to cheer him. “Why don’t you do as the song says, ‘Pack all your troubles in your old kitbag, and smile, smile, smile’?” “I tried that once,” he said, sadly, “but the Quartermaster didn’t have enough kitbags.”...

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UNCERTAIN TRAIN SCHEDULE

A soldier was waiting for the Muddleton train, the only one of the day. After he had waited for an unreasonable time the porter hove in sight. “How long will I have to wait,” the soldier asked, “for that bally train?” “How long have you got?” asked the porter, with apparent irrelevance. “Fourteen days.” “Well,” said the porter, “you’d better walk.”...

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REAL STRATEGY

A young but distinguished major on furlough was visiting a house where the family consisted of several eligible daughters. The good lady of the house was quick to notice that one of her daughters seemed to be making a favorable impression on her visitor. So before he took his departure the artful mother whispered to him: “There’s a story going the rounds, major, that you are going to marry my daughter Hilda. What shall I say?” “Just say, my dear madam, that your charming and beautiful daughter r

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HE KNEW THE BREED

A young British private was on night guard at a lonely outpost in France, when suddenly he heard the tramp of an advancing regiment. “Halt!” he called. “Who goes there?” “Irish Fusiliers.” “Pass, Irish Fusiliers, all’s well.” Silence reigned for some minutes and then he heard another regiment advancing. “Halt! Who goes there?” “London Scottish.” “Pass, London Scottish, all’s well.” For some time there was silence, and then another regiment was heard. “Halt! Who goes there?” “None of your d—— bus

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DESERVED PROMOTION

“Don’t keep calling me ‘general.’ I’m only a colonel.” “’Scuse me, boss. I ain’t disputin’ yo’ word, but any military gent’man dat gives dis old waiter a dollar tip is jes natcherly a ‘gen’ral.’”...

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MIXED HER DATES

The Khaki Gentleman: “Do you love me, darling?” She: “Yes, Jack, dear.” The Khaki Gentleman: “Jack! My name’s Harold!” She (who has numerous admirers—one for each day of the week): “Oh, yes, of course! I keep thinking this is Saturday!”...

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HOOVER, GOD AND THREE OTHERS

A boy who had a habit of leaving food on his plate was told by his nurse that Mr. Hoover would get after him. “Well, that makes five,” despondently said the boy. “Five?” asked the nurse. “What do you mean?” “Well,” was the answer, “I’ve always had to mind daddy and mother and Aunt Mary and God, and now here comes along Mr. Hoover.”...

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IT TAKES FIFTEEN YEARS, SON

A young recruit, fresh from a New Hampshire farm, sat watching a group of men in camp, engaged in the usual pastime—“the great American game.” After watching the game silently for a time he inquired: “Is that poker you fellows are playing?” On being informed that it was, he volunteered: “Well, I’ll be darned! I’ve been watching this game carefully for about fifteen minutes, and I don’t believe I thoroughly understand it yet.”...

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AW, BE A SPORT, HUBBY

Mrs. Will Irwin, speaking of women’s wartime costumes, said at a Washington Square tea: “The more immodest fashions would disappear if men would resolutely oppose them. “I know a woman whose dressmaker sent home the other day a skirt that was, really, too short altogether. The woman put it on. It was becoming enough, dear knows, but it made her feel ashamed. She entered the library, and her husband looked up from his work with a dark frown. “‘I wonder,’ she said, with an embarrassed laugh, ‘if t

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NOT ON THE PROGRAM

When the wealthy Mrs. Beldon came to visit her son at his post, the gallant Lieutenant was so pleased that he arranged a theater party in honor of his mother. Officers and their ladies were in all the boxes. When the Lieutenant glanced over the audience he saw that every one was looking at his box. Women held handkerchiefs to their faces and men shook with laughter. Then he noticed that his mother, who held in one gloved hand a fan, rested the other arm upon the rail of the box. Her free hand, s

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WHERE HIS AUTHORITY BEGAN

A tired column of troops clambered down a rocky ledge and went into camp beside a delightful little pool of water. The commanding officer immediately placed his sentry at the pool. Soon more soldiers scrambled down the ledge and a tired Lieutenant quickly prepared for a plunge into that pool. But he was met with a sharp command from across the pond: “Halt!” “What are your orders?” said the Lieutenant. “Sir,” came the answer, “my orders are to prevent all officers, soldiers, and natives from bath

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A TENNYSONIAN TODDY

It was bitterly cold. Captain Price was officer of the day. It was necessary for him to inspect the guard after midnight, and, fearful of the influenza, he sought prevention in hot toddy. Fate decreed that he should be reported drunk on duty. Now, the men in the troop thought much of their genial Captain. They petitioned McSweeny, orderly to the troop commander, to go to the court-martial and swear to anything, but to be sure to clear the Captain. So it came to pass that McSweeny appeared as a w

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WHY REMIND THEM OF IT?

Terry O’Neill was steward on an army transport. Before the mess call sounded Terry always visited the different staterooms. Pushing the door ajar, he would say to the officers: “Gentlemen, do you wish me to throw your luncheon overboard, or will you do it yourselves?”...

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HE’D HEARD HER SING

“And did you have a good crossing?” asked the friend of the adventurous lady who had just returned from France. “Oh, a most terrible crossing, terrible. The most awful storm I’ve ever been in. Yet I wasn’t a bit afraid. The other passengers were in a panic running all over the boat, till at last the captain, who had heard that I was a singer, asked me to sing to them and quiet them, and I did. And all the time I was singing the heavy seas were running.” “I don’t blame ’em!” growled her father. “

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WHY FRANCE WON

A Frenchwoman was torn by a shell while rendering service to the soldiers, and General Petain, of the French Armies, accompanied by his staff and by General Pershing as a guest, went to the woman’s bedside and pinned on her breast the Croix de Guerre, the soldiers’ cross of war. “My general,” said the woman to Petain, “I am glad to have been struck so that you may see and know that the daughters as well as the sons of France are ready to suffer and, if need be, to die for France and for her libe

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MUCH THE SAFEST PLAN

A recruiting sergeant stationed in the south of Ireland met Pat and asked him to join the army. The latter refused, whereupon the sergeant asked his reason for refusing. “Aren’t the King and the Kaiser cousins?” asked Pat. “Yes,” said the recruiting sergeant. “Well,” said Pat, “begorra, I once interfered in a family squabble, and I’m not going to do so again.”...

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THE OLD FAMILIAR WORDS

Some time ago, when a British corps was reviewed by Sir Ian Hamilton, one officer was mounted on a horse that had previously distinguished itself in a bakery business. Somebody recognized the horse, and shouted, “Baker!” The horse promptly stopped dead, and nothing could urge it on. The situation was getting painful when the officer was struck with a brilliant idea, and remarked, “Not today, thank you.” The procession then moved on....

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WITH A COMMA AFTER “RED”

“Mrs. Bing’s new baby is just in the fashion.” “How do you mean?” “It is such a red cross affair.”...

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HOLES CLEAR THROUGH HIM

The melancholy youth was lying in the hospital bed entertaining his visitors with tales of the battlefield. “Yes,” he said, almost tearfully, “I have had a rough time. I was once so riddled with bullets the fellows behind me complained of the draft.”...

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WAS THIS FOREORDAINED?

The Presbyterians are having their day, it seems, if one looks over a list of the foremost men of today. Woodrow Wilson is a Presbyterian elder; Robert Lansing, Secretary of State, is likewise. Thomas R. Marshall, Vice President of the United States, is a Presbyterian; and so are General Pershing, in command of America’s legions abroad; General Peyton C. March, the new Chief of Staff; and General Hugh Scott. General Field Marshal Haig, of the British armies, is a member of the Church of Scotland

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WILLING TO PAY THE PRICE

A Tommy on furlough entered a jeweler’s shop and, placing a much-battered gold watch on the counter, said, “I want this ’ere mended.” After a careful survey the watchmaker said, “I’m afraid, sir, the cost of repairing will be double what you gave for it.” “I don’t mind that,” said the soldier. “Will you mend it?” “Yes,” said the jeweler, “at the price.” “Well,” remarked Tommy, smiling, “I gave a German a punch on the nose for it, and I’m quite ready to give you two if you’ll mend it.”...

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WAR’S COMPENSATIONS

“Lady (young) will gladly MARRY and give up life to the care and happiness of WOUNDED HERO , blinded or incapacitated by the war.— Genuine, Box M 770, the London Times. ”...

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CAP WAS A SURE WINNER

The captain of the SS. Piffle listened patiently to a passenger’s account of his shooting abilities, then he quietly remarked: “I don’t think you could hit this bottle at twenty yards, placed on the taffrail, while the ship is heaving like this.” “It would be only child’s play,” said the passenger. “Well, I’ll bet you a guinea you don’t hit it three times out of six.” “It’s a wager. Come along.” The bottle was placed in position. Crack! The passenger hit it, and it disappeared in fragments into

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ONLY A RUSE AFTER ALL

The called-up one volubly explained that there was no need in his case for a medical examination. “I’m fit and I want to fight. I want to go over on the first boat. I want to go right into the front trenches, but I want to have a hospital close, so that if I get hit no time will be wasted in taking me where I can get mended right away, so that I can get back to fighting without losing a minute. Pass me in, doctor. Don’t waste any time on me. I want to fight, and keep fighting!” The doctor, howev

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TRY IT ON THE YANKS

She—“Yes, sir, I believe that woman’s place in this war is right beside the men on the battle line.” He—“And suppose a commander sent a party of six men and six women out in the woods to see if the enemy were in sight, would you call that war? That would be a picnic!”...

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HER MEASURE OF SUCCESS

He—“And how are you getting on with your collecting for the soldiers?” She—“Splendidly! I’ve had my name in the papers four times already.”...

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BETTER MAKE AN OMELET

“I’ll put you in the commissary department if you’ll answer the following question: What would you do if you had one hundred soldiers and only ninety-nine eggs?” “I’d shoot one of the soldiers!”...

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THE USUAL PREFERENCE

That the British “Tommy” is as ready with his tongue as with his gun was aptly shown the other day when a number of wounded soldiers were being admitted to a hospital. One of the patients was being carried to a ward named L, but at the door the stretcher bearers were met by the Sister in charge, who said, “I’m sorry, but L’s full.” “All right,” cheerily replied the irrepressible “Tommy,” “we’ll just go to ’eaven.”...

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NOTHING TO FIGHT FOR

Jem—“Why don’t you shoulder a gun?” Ben—“Ah ain’t got nothin’ against nobody in dis here world, and if I have I forgive ’em!” Jem—“But your country is at war and you’ve got to carry a gun.” Ben—“Man, the only time Ah carry a gun is when I’m after one lone man and not after an army!” Jem—“But why don’t you fight for your country?” Ben—“Ah live in the city!”...

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BOTH UP AND DOWN, AUNTIE

Aunt Nancy was visiting an army camp and as she approached some rookies were sitting on their heels and then rising to a standing position in perfect unison. “What are the boys doing now?” she asked. “Why, those are the setting-up exercises,” explained an obliging sergeant. “Humph,” remarked auntie. “Looks to me more like settin’ down exercises.”...

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SECURING A TEMPORARY DIVORCE

There is a man in Bozeman, Mont., who will probably go through life bewailing the injustice of the draft board that certified him for service, despite the fact that he presented a letter written by his wife to prove that he had a dependent family. Here is the letter: “Dear United States Army: My husband ast me to write a reckomend that he supports his famly. He can not read so dont tell him. Jus take him. He ain’t no good to me. He aint done nothing but play a fiddle and drink lemmen essense sin

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REMINDS ONE OF PLATTSBURG

“Now, Lieutenant Tompkins,” said the general, “you have the battalion in quarter column, facing south—how would you get it into line, in the quickest possible way, facing northeast?” “Well, sir,” said the lieutenant, after a moment’s fruitless consideration, “do you know, that’s what I’ve often wondered.”...

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MONOLOGUE, BY NAT M. WILLS

(As delivered in Chicago.) I just asked a policeman the quickest way to the hospital. He told me to go down to Jefferson street and yell hurrah for the czar. John D. Rockefeller wants to go to the front, but I don’t think he’ll do much for the country. When the officer says advance he’ll raise the price of gasoline. You know all that peace talk is over. The peace party crawled into a hole and pulled the hole in after them—they’re afraid of the draft. Some men are born soldiers, others develop in

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PARDONABLE MISTAKE

Captain Jones was a very round-shouldered and eccentric officer. On a particularly dark night in Egypt, while practicing his company in outpost duty, he approached one of the sentries who failed to halt him. In a great rage the officer demanded of the now trembling sentry the reason why he had omitted to challenge him. “If you please, sir,” stuttered the confused soldier, “I thought you was a camel.”...

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HE WAS REAL MAD ABOUT IT

Two privates met the other morning near the canteen, which, from the fact that a monkey was kept on the counter, was popularly known as the “Monkey House.” “Halloa, Jack,” said the first. “You look a bit off this morning.” “Yes, Bill,” replied Jack. “I haven’t the price of a wet.” “Neither have I,” replied Bill; “but I think I know how to get a couple of pints. Come into the Monkey House.” They entered the canteen and Bill called for two pints. While the barman’s back was turned Bill hit the mon

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HE KNEW WHERE THEY WERE

The scene was a cinema palace, as they call ’em in England, where the Somme battle-pictures were being flickered. As the Warwickshires were seen going over the top to the attack, an excited Birmingham man exclaimed, triumphantly: “What about your Highland regiments now?” As luck would have it, there was a short, bandy-legged Scot in a kilt within hearing. He flared up and replied: “What about oor Hielant regiments? Why, they are keepin’ back the Germans while your men are gettin’ their photograp

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JUST A BIT OF TRENCH REPARTEE

Australian Soldier (to American)—“You Yanks think you’ve done a lot, but you forget we Australians have been at the game for four years.” “Well, what have you done, anyway?” “Done? We’ve been at Gallipoli, Mesopotamia, the plains of Bethlehem, and——” “The plains of Bethlehem?” “Yes; I slept a week there myself.” “Well, I guess that was a busy week for the shepherds watching their flocks!”...

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NOT MENTIONABLE IN SOCIETY

“I know you have pet names for the big guns, but what do you call the shells?” “Depends, ’ow close you are to where they burst, mum!”...

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NOW SHE KNOWS WHY

She had intently watched the soldier for some time. Then she ventured: “The chin strap, I suppose, is to keep your hat on, my man?” “No,” replied Yank, “it’s to rest the jaw after answering questions.”...

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INTERCEPTED WAR MESSAGES

A wire from Secretary of War Baker: “Discuss no war news in front of horses. They carry tails.” Cable from King George to the President: “Send me over 5,000 sewing machines, we want to hem the Germans on the border.” From King George: “Must have $5,000,000; if it can’t be had any other way get it from the waiters at the Waldorf.” Stone wires: “If war breaks out I’ll stand behind the army.” Cable from Russian general: “Over a million pairs of pajamas at once; Russian army ready to retire.” Wire f

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WHAT MOTHERS ALWAYS SAY

“Remember, my son,” said his mother as she bade him good-by, “when you get to camp try to be punctual in the mornings, so as not to keep breakfast waiting.”...

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FASHION NOTE FROM THE FRONT

“Where are you going?” asked one rookie of another. “Going to the blacksmith shop to get my tin hat reblocked.”...

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ONE GERMAN WE FORGIVE

The following story which is going the rounds of the Continental papers, including even those of Austria, must make the Germans gnash their teeth. A German and a Dane met recently in Schiller’s house in Weimar. As they stood gazing reverently on the scene the German, swelling with pride, remarked to his fellow-visitor: “So this is where our national poet, Schiller, lived.” “Pardon me,” said the other; “not national, but international.” “How so?” asked the German, with surprise. “Why, consider hi

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EQUINE “NOW I LAY ME”

Tommy (to the “charger” he has borrowed during a week-end leave after it has been down three times in ten minutes)—Wot! On yer knees agen? Go on—get on with it—“Bless Pa and Ma an’ make me a good ’orse. Amen.”...

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ONE BRITISH ATROCITY

The “Swanky” One—“I’m smoking a terrible lot of cigars lately.” The Other (with conviction)—“You’re right, if that’s one of them!”...

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NEVER MIND THE NAME

How to pronounce some of the names of the towns which the Americans get into puzzles the boys, so they have their own pronunciation. Thus, when they captured Seringes, it became Syringe, and Fismes became Fiz. When Fismettes was taken, the battalion commander went back to report, made several assaults upon its pronunciation and finally said: “Well, I can’t tell you what town it is, but I’ve taken the damned place, anyhow.”...

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FRENCH IN THE TRENCH

Tommy (to Jock, on leave)—“What about the lingo? Suppose you want to say ‘egg’ over there, what do you say?” Jock—“Ye juist say ‘Oof.’” Tommy—“But suppose you want two?” Jock—“Ye say, ‘Twa oofs,’ and the silly auld fule wife gies ye three, and ye juist gie her back one. Man, it’s an awfu’ easy language.”...

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SCOTCH PROVISIONS

Captain John Stevenson met a recent arrival from the “auld countree” and speedily got into a chat with him over conditions there. The new arrival told feelingly of the terrible toll of war on the fair land of Scotia, the sad tales of young men killed and maimed, the sufferings of the families left behind. His was a right sad tale in every way. “Wy, man, we’re jist plum distrackit wi’ it,” he concluded. “And I suppose the war has caused the price of provisions to go up in Scotland as well as ever

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VERY LIKE MOSES

The conditions in the trenches were dreary in the extreme after the drenching and long-continued rainfall, but the irrepressible spirits of the “Pals” were not yet entirely quenched when the order came to leave the trenches. “Hurry up out of this, my gallant soldiers,” was the cheery call of the sergeant to his waist-deep and rain-sodden men. “Soldiers!” came the derisive answer from one of them. “I’m not a soldier; I’m a blooming bulrush!”...

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THEY FIXED YOU, WILLIE

“We played fool,” declared the Crown Prince “I see it now.” “Huh?” “We had the whole world to pick a fight with.” “Well?” “And look at the crowd we picked out.”...

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SAFETY FIRST

Messages had come to the office of a great illustrated paper that Zeppelins were approaching London. The editor at once summoned his staff of photographers. “Now, boys, we’ve got to have a picture of this Zepp. We were badly beaten on the last. The moment it approaches I want every man to rush to the roof with his camera and stay there, whatever happens, until he gets a picture. Let me know directly you get it. You’ll find me under the heap of coal bags in the right-hand corner of the lower cell

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NO SUGAR IN HEAVEN

First Tommy (as he reads the local paper sent from home)—“O, Bill, what do you think of it? They’re issuing a list in Blighty of the people what are going to do without using any more sugar!” Second Tommy (eagerly grasping the paper and straining his eyes to find the list of names)—“Where did you see, it Harry?” First Tommy—“Why, there” (pointing to the death column)....

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YOU CAN’T DO THIS IN BATTLE

The military maneuvered. All the afternoon the attackers had attacked and the defenders defended, with conspicuous lack of incident or bravery. Operations were beginning to drag horribly when the white flag went up. The officer in command of the attackers stared in amazement. “A flag of truce!” he exclaimed. “What do they want?” The sergeant-major endeavored to cover up a smile. “They say, sir,” he reported, “that, as it’s tea time, they’d like to exchange a couple o’ privates for a can of conde

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NOW IT’S “ALL DUNN”

An Irish recruit named Dunn was arranging to let his friends know where he was when on active service. “If I go to France,” he said, “I shall sign my letter F. Dunn; to Egypt, E. Dunn.” “When the war is over and you come home, what will you sign?” “We’re Dunn!” “Well done,” shouted his friends....

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A LAST FAREWELL

Private Doolan was six feet three inches in his socks. Beside him the sergeant on duty was a bantam. “Head up there, Doolan!” he cried. Doolan raised his head. “Up higher,” shouted the little sergeant. “There, that’s better. Don’t let me see you with your head down again.” “Am I to be always like this?” asked Doolan, staring away above the little man’s head. “You are.” “Then I’ll say good-bye to ye, sergeant, for I’ll never see ye again.”...

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TOO MODEST BY FAR

During a camp parade of the buglers recently an Irish corporal was in charge. He was asked by the commanding officer if all the buglers were present: He replied: “No, sorr, wan man absent.” “Well, then,” said the officer, “go and find him and ask him what he has to say for himself.” A few minutes later Pat came running back. “Shure, sorr,” he cried, “and weren’t we a pair of duffers not to know it? It wor meself. Bedad, sorr, Oi forgot to call me own name entoirely.”...

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ANOTHER WAR CASUALTY

“You don’t seem to feel so enthusiastic as usual about speech-making.” “Well,” answered Senator Sorghum, “times have changed and it isn’t so easy for a man in a silk hat and a frock-coat to stand out before a lot of men in khaki uniforms or overalls and assert that he is saving the country all by himself.”...

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PREACHER HAD A SCOOP

An editor in the Far West dropped into church for the first time in many years. The minister was in the very heart of the sermon. The editor listened for a while, and then rushed to his office. “What are you fellows doing? How about the news from the seat of war?” “What news?” “Why, all this about the Egyptian Army being drowned in the Red Sea. The minister up at the church knows all about it, and you have not a word of it in our latest. Bustle round, you fellows, and get out an extra-special ed

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THERE IS TIME FOR BOTH

One industrious war-gardener is pictured as working busily and reflecting on the virtue of raising his own food-supply. “If everybody grew his own vegetables and ate less meat,” he soliloquized, “we’d put old Bill on the bum in a hurry. This is tough work, but I’ll stick to it if it kills me. I’m with Hoover on this.” At this point a fine assortment of earthworms was unearthed. The digger’s reflections immediately shifted to a shady stream and the final scene shows him happily fishing. “Oh, well

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THEY DO SOUND ALIKE

“Now,” said the Colonel, looking along the line of recruits, “I want a good smart bugler.” At that out stepped a dilapidated fellow who had a thick stubble of black beard. “What!” said the colonel, eying him up and down. “Are you a bugler?” “Oh, bugler!” said he. “I thought you said burglar.”...

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NO TIME TO SAY ALL OF IT

“So,” sobbed Ilma Vladoffovitchskioffsky, “Ivan Nine-spotski died in battle. You say he uttered my name as he was dying?” “Part of it,” replied the returned soldier—“part of it.”...

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NO MAIL TO HADES

Willie Hohenzollern (after Berlin fell)—“But, mein friendt, I want to write a letter to papa.” Yankee Guard—“Nothin’ doin’, Heinie. We don’t have asbestos stationery around here.”...

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MORE TO THE PURPOSE

Officer—“So you captured a thousand Germans by just calling across No Man’s Land. What did you do—promise them a square deal if they surrendered?” Yankee Private—“No; I promised them a square meal.”— Life....

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WHAT WE MAY EXPECT NOW

The war was over and the new woman was fully developed. Gone were the petticoats and faldelals. Women aimed at being rational in character and dress. In such an after-the-war household Mr. Bigboy was washing out baby’s bottle when his wife came down dressed for going out. “Are you going out?” whined Mr. Bigboy. “Yes,” said his wife, patting his cheek. “It’s the big meeting at the lodge.” “Then—then,” said the man, and his lips trembled, “if you’re not in by 11 o’clock I’ll—I’ll go home to father

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EIGHT MILES FOR HIM

A story is told of a German spy who was captured within the English lines in France. An English Tommy was detailed by his commander to march the German four miles back of the lines and there shoot him. After marching through mud and water for four miles, all tired out and rain soaked, the pair finally reached the four-mile point. The German was exasperated by this time and blurted: “Vot’s the idea of marching me four miles through mud and rain to be shot?” “My word,” the English Tommy said. “Wha

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NO FIGHTING FOR HIM

One of the recruiting canvassers in an English provincial town was a well-known magistrate. In most cases he succeeded in obtaining the promises he wished, but at last he knocked at one cottage-door which was opened to him by a sturdy son of the soil. “My man,” said the magistrate, in his most persuasive tones, “are you willing to fight for your King and country?” “No, I beant, sir,” was the prompt reply. “An’ I be surprized at you askin’ me for to do it. Two years ago come next month you yourse

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HOW HUNS TICKLED THEMSELVES

Berlin, April—There is no question that terrible damage was caused in London by the latest Zeppelin raid. The commander of the Zeppelin L-10 has brought back with him to Germany a sketch which he made while he was flying over the British metropolis. It clearly shows the houses of Parliament in flames and Sir Edward Grey running along Piccadilly with his coat-tails afire. The sketch has been warmly commended by art and military critics....

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’TWASN’T HIS FAULT

An English girl gave General Pershing quite a jolt while he was in London. She had been placed at his disposal as the driver of his automobile. One day he said to his girl driver: “Can you please come for me here at the War Office at 6 o’clock?” “Yes, General,” answered the girl. At six o’clock, military-like, the General was on the steps awaiting his car. At three minutes past six it swung to the curb. The General, with his eyes a-twinkle, said to the girl, as he took out his watch: “You are th

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VERY GOOD, PUNCH

A Chertsey pig-breeder has been granted total exemption. The pen, it seems, is still mightier than the sword.— Punch....

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HE KNEW ABOUT COWS

Mrs. Parker—“Now, young man, why aren’t you at the Front?” Young Man (milking cow)—“’Cos there ain’t any milk that end, missus!”...

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WILLING TO TREAT

Examining Surgeon—“Have you any scars?” Rookie Marine Applicant—“No, sir; but I have some cigarets in my coat over there.”...

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AND FULL OF TABASCO

“Are they seasoned troops?” “They ought to be. They were first mustered in by their officers, and then peppered by the enemy.”...

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CAUSE FOR DEPRESSION

“No, my ’usband ain’t killed, Mrs. Marks. No sooner did I put all the kids in mournin’, even to Biby in the pram, when I gets a telegram a sayin’ ’e’s alive and well. Yes, an’ all this expense for nothin’.” “Wot a crool shame!”...

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ENOUGH TO WARRANT EXEMPTION

Recruiting Officer—“How about joining the colors? Have you anyone dependent on you?” Motorist—“Have I? There are two garage owners, six mechanics, four tire dealers, and every gasoline agent within a radius of 125 miles.”...

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CHANGED HIS TUNE

Cockney Tommy (surveying fat German soldier who, being brought in a prisoner, still has his hands up): “Blow me if this ain’t the old blighter who used to play, ‘I fear no foe in shining armor’ dahn ahr street.”...

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FROM HIS POINT OF VIEW

It is, of course, well known that Sir Douglas Haig is a soldier first, last and all the time, regarding all other professions as of quite negligible importance, a trait in his character which lends point to the anecdote. He was, it appears, inspecting a cavalry troop, and was particularly struck with the neat way in which repairs had been made in some of the saddles. “Very good work,” he remarked to the troop sergeant-major. “Who did it?” “Two of my troopers, sir,” was the reply. “You’re fortuna

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THOSE PET NAMES FOR OFFICERS

A very tall, thin lieutenant reported in Flanders to a Canadian battalion commanded by a bald, elderly colonel. After a few days he approached his commander and asked permission to air a grievance. “I wish you would use your influence, sir, to restrain my platoon from referring to me as ‘Legs,’” he said. “Sure, my lad, sure,” replied the Colonel solemnly, “if you’ll use yours to stop my whole battalion calling me ‘Old Baldy.’”...

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TOO MUCH HARVARD

“That ’ere Yank’s an educated toff from ’arvard,” said Tommy Atkins, leaning on his spade. “I’m jolly well weary of ’is learnin’, too, that I am. We’re ordered to throw up trenches along the Marne, and as ’e picks up ’is spade, th’ bloomin’ college blighter says, says ’e: ‘Well, Tommy, come on; it looks like we’re infra dig!’ And wot I says is: Blarst a college education, anyhow, eh?”...

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WOULDN’T INSULT THE JACK

On a road in Belgium a German officer met a boy leading a jackass, and addressed him in heavy jovial fashion as follows: “That’s a fine jackass you have, my son. What do you call it?... Albert, I bet!” “Oh, no, officer,” the boy replied quickly. “I think too highly of my King.” The German scowled and returned: “I hope you don’t dare to call it William.” “Oh, no, officer. I think too highly of my jackass.”...

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ONE WAY TO GET EVEN

Here is a story our wounded boys have brought back from the front about Sir Douglas Haig. Sir Douglas was in a great hurry to get to a certain place. He found his car, but the chauffeur was missing. So Sir Douglas got in the car and drove off by himself. Then the driver appeared and saw the car disappearing in the distance. “Great Scot!” cried the driver, “there’s ’Aig a-driving my car!” “Well, get even with him,” said a Tommy, standing by, “and go and fight one of ’is battles for him.”...

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WILLING TO EXPLAIN

Staff Colonel—“Your reports should be written in such manner that even the most ignorant may understand them.” Sergeant—“Well, sir, what part is it that you don’t understand?”...

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CAUSE FOR ANNOYANCE

The latest example of English as she is spoken comes from Egypt, where a native interpreter, who had overstayed his leave, wrote the following letter to his chief: “My absence is impossible. Someone has removed my wife. My God, I am annoyed.”...

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SHE KNEW HIS MERITS

Her son had enlisted, and she was a proud old woman as she harangued a knot of friends on the village street. “Jarge always done ’is duty by me, ’e did, an’ now ’e’s doin’ ’is duty by King an’ country,” she said. “I feel right down sorry for them Germans, to think of ’im goin’ into battle with ’is rifle in ’is ’and and ‘It’s a Long Way to Tipperary’ on ’is lips.” “Poor Germans, indeed!” exclaimed one of the audience. “Pity’s wasted on ’em! P’r’aps you ’aven’t ’eard of their cruelties?” “P’r’aps

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CENSORING THE CLOUDS

Rural Constable—“Sketching the harbor is forbidden, sir.” Artist—“Oh, that’s all right. I’m making a study of clouds.” Rural Constable (impressively)—“Ah, but supposin’ your picture got into the hands of the enemy’s aircraft department, see the use they could make of it!”— Punch....

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IT CAN’T BE DONE

All this talk of hyphenated citizenship has evidently had its effect upon a San Francisco youngster, American-born, who recently rebelled fiercely when his Italian father whipped him for some misdemeanor. “But, Tommaso, your father has a right to whip you when you are bad,” someone of the family said. Tommaso’s eyes flashed. “I am a citizen of the United States,” he declared. “Do you think I am going to let any foreigner lick me?”...

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A TWO-BIT HERO

“I’m going to decorate you for bravery, Mr. Wadleigh. Put this French war-orphan medal on your coat.” “But I haven’t performed any deed of heroism.” “But you will when you give up twenty-five cents.”...

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ONE OF THE FEW THAT HAVE

“Can you tell me,” said the Court, addressing Enrico Ufuzzi, under examination at Union Hill, N.J., as to his qualifications for citizenship, “the difference between the powers and prerogatives of the King of England and those of the President of the United States?” “Yezzir,” spoke up Ufuzzi promptly. “King, he got steady job.”...

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HOWL INDEFINITELY POSTPONED

One of the good stories in circulation is told by Joe Tumulty, secretary to the President. He likes his job, but he dislikes one thing about it: that he can’t tell the boys—the friendly reporters—about all they wish to know. He illustrated his inability to give information once by quoting the case of Johnny. Johnny was crying in the hall as his mother came along, hatted and coated. She asked what had happened. “You are going away; and so is papa!” Johnny sobbed. “Why, child, I shall be away two

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AND THEY DRINK GRAPE JUICE

A torpedo with a corkscrew course has been observed. If it misses the port side it turns and strikes the starboard; sometimes on missing there it even turns again, striking the port side. The ship’s officer unaccountably omitted to add that after the explosion the fragments reunite and return to the submarine as a complete missile ready to be fired anew.— New York Sun....

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LESS METERS, LESS GAS

John—“The French have gained four hundred meters from the enemy.” Auntie—“How splendid! That should help to put a stop to those dreadful gas-attacks!”...

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YOU KNOW THAT PAPER

First War Correspondent—“Did your dispatch get past the censor?” Second War Correspondent—“Only the part that wasn’t true.” “Well, isn’t that all your paper wants?”— Life....

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CHANCE TO GET EVEN

“Footlyte actually seemed pleased at leaving a $300-per-week theatrical engagement to serve as a $30-per-month sergeant in France.” “Why not? Three dramatic critics are privates in his company.”...

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THE WAY THINGS LOOKED IN 1916

“Before I left the United States,” said Col. George Harvey in London, “I agreed with a Columbia professor who said preponderant power in men and money was bound to win the war; but now I have a stronger argument—one which fell from the lips of a recruiting sergeant in the Strand yesterday. “‘Don’t you want to be on the winning side?’ said the soldier to a group of civilians who he was suggesting should don khaki. “‘How do you know ours will be the winning side?’ asked a prospective recruit. “‘We

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CAUSE FOR REJOICING

As the regiment was leaving, and a crowd cheering, a recruit asked: “Who are all those people who are cheering?” “They,” replied the veteran, “are the people who are not going.”— Life....

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BUT NOT THIS TIME

Officer (to boy of thirteen who, in his effort to get taken on as a bugler, has given his age as sixteen)—“Do you know where boys go who tell lies?” Applicant—“To the front, sir.”...

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EVIDENCE OF REFINEMENT

Two fair munition workers were discussing their personal affairs. “Got a chap yet, Liz?” inquired one. “Yes; and he’s a regular toff. He’s manager at ——.” “You don’t say so! Why, they tell me he’s real refined.” “Rather! Why, he took me to a restaurant last week, and when we had coffee he poured it into a saucer to cool it, but he didn’t blow it like common people would—he fanned it with his hat!”...

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EVENING THINGS UP

A farmer the other day took a plowshare to the blacksmith’s to be sharpened, and while the blacksmith worked the farmer chuckled and bragged about a sale of hogs he had just made. “Them hogs was only eight months old,” he said, “and none too fat, nuther; but I seen that the buyer was at his wits’ end, and by skillful jugglin’ I boosted up the price on him just 300 per cent. Yes, by gum, I got three times more for them hogs than I uster get before the war.” The plowshare being done, the farmer ha

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AN INTERIOR PROBLEM

“Those Germans are certainly efficient,” said father at the breakfast table. “How so? How?” asked mother. “Why,” said father, “I see they have put the whole question of the food supply into the hands of the Minister of the Interior.”...

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BEEN “GETTING UP” EVER SINCE

When Gen. Leonard Wood was a small boy he was called up in the grammar class. The teacher said: “Leonard, give me a sentence and we’ll see if we can change it to the imperative mood.” “The horse draws the cart,” said Leonard. “Very good. Now change it to an imperative.” “Get up!” said young Wood....

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MERELY A WAY-STATION

“Going to France?” asked a traveling man at the station of a negro soldier. “No, sah! I’se not going to France,” replied the dusky soldier. “I’se goin’ to Berlin, but I may stop in France for a showt time on de way.”...

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OBEYING ORDERS

He was a new and not very intelligent soldier, and took Army Regulations very seriously. He was strolling down the Strand smoking a pipe, when he was passed by a Brigadier-General. When he failed to salute, the mighty one pulled him up. “Why the deuce didn’t you salute me?” he roared. “Well, sir,” replied the delinquent, secure in the consciousness of an adequate excuse, “my sergeant has always taught me never to salute with a pipe in my mouth!”...

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NO ABSENT TREATMENT WANTED

A party of wounded marines were being taken to a base-hospital on a much over-crowded motor-truck. The nurse accompanying them became anxious about their wounds. “I hope I am not hurting any of you,” she said. “You’re hurting me a lot,” replied one of the soldiers. “But I am nowhere near you,” exclaimed the nurse indignantly. “That’s what’s hurting me,” was the calm reply....

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CAUSE FOR CONFIDENCE

An English private had captured a German captain. Tommy marched his prisoner into headquarters with the air of a major-general on parade and stood waiting for his turn to deliver over his captive. The German captain smirked disdainfully, glanced about the tent, and hissed at Tommy, “You stupid English, you dink dat you vill vin dis var. Vell, I tell you dot you von’t, for ve haf the German Gott on our side.” “That’s all right, old boy,” replied Tommy promptly, “we’ve got the Yanks on ours.”...

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JUST GOT ON TO IT

Captain: “You say this man called you a hippopotamus four weeks ago. Why report it now?” Sergeant: “Because I only seen a hipperpotamus for the first time yesterday, sir!”...

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READY FOR ANY SNAKE

“This is no time to talk peace,” declared Representative Thomas Heflin, of Alabama. “Rather it is the time to keep on preparing. Germany dragged us into this war against our will, and now that we are in it we have to go through with it. We can win this war in a year beyond doubt, but we have got to keep going. The United States is in pretty good shape now, and there is no reason why we should talk peace. “There was an old fellow down in north Alabama and out in the mountains; he kept his jug in

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DID HE GET HER MEANING?

“If you refuse to marry me I’ll enlist.” “What a pity you did not ask me four years ago.”...

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IT’S THE SHELLS

Waiter—“Yes, sir; omelets has gone up on account of the war.” Diner—“Great Scott! Are they throwing eggs at each other now?”...

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OFFENSIVE PREPARATIONS

German General—“Have our brave troops been informed that we shall be in Paris in four days?” Subordinate—“Yes, General.” “They understand that the Great War was forced upon us?” “Perfectly, General.” “They have been told that the Americans always kill our machine gunners if they surrender?” “That is well understood, General.” “They have been instructed that the few Americans opposed to us are cowardly and inexperienced?” “Hand-bills announcing that fact are passed around each evening.” “Then let

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GETTING BACK AT HEINE

A German sergeant on the staff of a prison hospital in Germany, where a number of captured English officers were being treated, became quite friendly with the prisoners under his care. One day he told them that he had been ordered to active service on the Somme front. He felt convinced that he would be captured by the English, and asked the English officers if they would not give him some sort of testimonial which he could show if he were taken prisoner, so he would not be ill-treated. The Engli

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ZOOLOGICAL MONSTROSITY

When certain soldiers from the antipodes were in New York a little while ago, a woman was heard to say to another: “There goes one of them Australians.” “How do you know?” “You can tell by the Kangaroo feathers in his hat.”...

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NOT WANTED ANYWHERE

“This can’t be hell—there are no Germans here.” “Yes, it is; but the regular people put up such a kick, we built an annex for them.”— Life....

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THERE WAS A PAIR OF THEM

A private of a well-known regiment, who was always wanting leave on some excuse or other, applied at the orderly room and asked his commanding officer if he might have a few days’ leave, as his wife was ill and had sent him a letter asking him to come at once. But his commanding officer, getting tired of his always wanting leave, said: “This is strange, Private Cheek, as only this morning I received a letter from your wife, saying she did not want you to see her any more, so hoped I would not gr

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NOT AS INTENDED

Queen Mary sent a beautiful bouquet that had been presented to her to a soldiers’ hospital. To show their appreciation, the inmates commissioned one of their number to stand at the hospital gate the following morning, holding the gift, when the queen passed. He did so—with rather unexpected results. Queen Mary, seated in her car, saw the soldier standing there, bouquet in hand, and assuming that he wished to present it to her, she reached out and took it. After she had thanked him, her car passe

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CHEERING NEWS

War Correspondent in France—“My editor seems very disappointed; what news can I send to cheer him up?” Soldier—“Write and tell him you’ve been killed in action.”...

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WHY THIS DELAY?

Ensign Paul Perez, formerly well known to the screen, is back from another trip to Europe with a brand new seasick story. An amateur navigator making his first trip across is the victim and the first day out he was in the throes of the mal-est mal de mer extant when the ship surgeon visited him in his stateroom. “What’s the matter?” was the latter’s callous query. “O-o-oh,” was the only response as the young navy man rolled over in agony. “Come, get up,” derided the surgeon, grinning unfeelingly

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PERHAPS YOU HAVE WONDERED

A doughboy is an American soldier, and American soldiers, infantrymen, artillerymen, medical department, signal corps sharps, officers and men alike, all are called doughboys. Our cartoonist is one, so is General Pershing. The term “doughboys” dates back to the Civil War when army wit was aroused by large globular brass buttons on infantry uniforms. Somebody (he must have been a sailor) dubbed the buttons “doughboys” because they reminded him of the boiled dumplings of raised dough served in shi

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NO CREEDS IN WARTIME

A strict Baptist mother visited her son in one of the cantonments on a recent Sunday. She was deeply solicitous that her boy should receive proper religious instruction. “Is there a Baptist preacher in camp?” asked the mother. The son did not know, but he would inquire. Yes, one was to hold a service that afternoon and give an address in a Y. M. C. A. hut. The two went and heard an inspiring address on how Christ is always the comrade of all men who fight for righteousness, even when they are no

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BUT IT’S MEN WHO PAY THEM

“It is remarkable that so many women should be working.” “Women have always worked,” replied Miss Cayenne. “The principal difference just now is that they are working away from home and getting paid for it.”...

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ACQUIRING WIFELY ARTS

Harold, the only son of a wealthy widowed mother, was drafted, and duly arrived at the camp where he was to receive instruction in the manly art of warfare. Imagine his surprise and chagrin when he was detailed to what is known as K. P. duty (“Kitchen police” duty). In this he became quite proficient, however, as one of his letters shows: “Dear Mother:—I put in this entire Christmas day washing dishes, sweeping floors, making beds and peeling potatoes. When I get home from this camp I’ll make so

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THE NERVE OF THE COOK

One mess in the British front line was the envied of all the neighborhood units because it enjoyed fresh vegetables every day. The cook was often asked about it. “We get them from a garden near by,” he always said. At last the supply ceased. The mess soon asked why. “We’ve had all there were,” said the cook, “except a few that were right on the edge of the Boche trench.” Then it turned out that he had gone out every night into “No Man’s Land” and gathered green vegetables from a garden which ran

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FOOD WILL WIN THE WAR

Sandy and Pat were discussing the war economies of their respective landladies. “Indade,” said Pat, “the other day Oi saw that wumman O’Grady countin’ the paes to put in the broth.” “Och,” replied Sandy, “where I am the landlady melts the margarine an’ paints it on yer bread wi’ a brush!”...

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GIVING THEM A SEND-OFF

He was a wounded soldier who was traveling in a train. At a point on the line where it ran parallel with the road he saw a brand-new territorial battalion marching up to the front. He stuck his bandaged head out of the door and yelled, “Are you dahn-hearted?” The Terriers, from the colonel to the smallest drummer, shouted, “No-o-oh!” The wounded man replied: “Well, you d—d soon will be when you get in those trenches.”...

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DON’T BELIEVE ALL YOU HEAR

Private A—“Some funny things hev happened in this war. I heard of a bloke the other day who lost his right hand and didn’t know it till he tried to take a package of fags out of his pocket!” Private B—“That’s not so bad; but I heard of a bloke who got his head shot off and didn’t know it till he tried to scratch it!”...

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YOU’VE SEEN THEM

Dasher—“I don’t believe the war-films we saw last night were taken at the front.” Mrs. Dasher—“Of course they were; didn’t you notice the bullet-holes at the end of each reel?”— Puck....

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PLACING THE BLAME

A sergeant and a private were out sniping. The private was troubled with a cold, and was continually sneezing, which rather annoyed and put the sergeant’s shots off their mark. “Confound you, Coldhead,” yelled the enraged sergeant at last, “you made me miss again.” “Well, I didn’t do nothing, sergeant,” exclaimed the private, amazed. “Yes, you did. It was your blinkin’ sneeze.” “I didn’t sneeze,” again protested the private. “Of course you didn’t,” roared the sergeant. “It’s the first bloomin’ t

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PROOF POSITIVE

A “Jack Johnson” had exploded with a deafening roar, and Murphy, wiping his eyes clear of mud with his respirator, looked round to see Clancy, his chum, lying very still. “Spake to me, Terence!” he whispered. “Are ye alive or dead?” “Dead!” faintly murmured Clancy. “What a liar the man is!” soliloquized Murphy, much relieved. Then Clancy sat up. “Ye know I must be dead, Murphy,” he said, “or it isn’t the likes of you would be calling me a liar!”...

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CARBOLIC STARTED THIS

J. F. Hartz, of Detroit, the dean of the American Surgical Trade Association, said at the fiftieth annual convention in New York: “The war has kited the price of carbolic acid up to $1.65 a pound—it sold before the war at 9 cents a pound. The hospitals that use carbolic now have to be as economical and sparing as old Josh Lee. “Old Josh Lee was a miser, and he breakfasted every morning on oatmeal. To save fuel, he cooked his week’s supply of oatmeal on Sundays. This supply, by the time Saturday

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FROM SANTA CLAUS IN WASHINGTON

At one stage of the war Uncle Sam’s steamers crossing the Atlantic had enormous stars and stripes painted on both sides of their hulls, bow and stern, and between these flags the space was occupied by the ship’s name. At night brilliant lights illuminated the whole gaudy color scheme. A steamer so decorated was signaled by a British cruiser, “What ship is that?” The reply came: “United States mail steamer So-and-So.” Said the cruiser: “Thanks. Thought you were a Christmas tree out of season.”—Lo

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THIS BEATS ALL

A young French officer, speaking of bravery on the field of battle, tells this story on himself: “I was in front of my section at night, when suddenly, about ten feet away, I saw a line of enemy riflemen. I told my men to lie down. Then I looked closely, and very clearly made out moving helmets. With my men behind me we all suddenly arose and charged. I went ahead and, revolver in hand, I threw myself forward, shouting in German with all my strength: ‘Surrender! You are prisoners!’ only to find

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PAT WAS STRINGING HIM

“Well, Pat, my good man, what did you do?” inquired a patronizing stranger of the Irishman back in London on leave, with his arm in a sling. The stranger’s air annoyed Pat, who blandly said: “Faith, an’ I walked up to one of them an’ cut off his feet.” “Cut off his feet! Why not his head?” “Sure, an’ that was already cut off.”...

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ANOTHER HUN ATROCITY

An officer recently on leave brought home and gave to a lady a bottle of eau de cologne found in a German colonel’s dugout. She was at a dinner party shortly afterwards, exhibited it, and she and other ladies dabbed their faces with the perfume. The room became very warm, and soon they were horrified by the appearance of black stains on their features. The stuff was a hair dye, which only developed its color when heated. The worst of it was the stains did not disappear for some days....

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KNEW HIM WELL

First Tommy—“Here’s a nice letter for a fellow to receive! The scoundrel who wrote it calls me a blithering idiot.” Second Tommy—“What’s his name?” First Tommy—“That’s just what I’d like to find out; but there’s no signature.” Second Tommy—“Don’t you recognize the writing? It must be somebody who knows you.”...

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ENOUGH TO MAKE A KING LAUGH

A gallant British officer, granted leave, went to London to get married, and upon his arrival was very much astonished to receive a summons from the King to an “audience” at five o’clock in the afternoon. He was married at four o’clock, and so, after the ceremony, he drove to Buckingham Palace, and said to his bride: “Now, if you will wait in the carriage I won’t be more than half an hour. These audiences are always very perfunctory and brief.” When he was received by the King he found, however,

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TOO SLEEPY TO BE SCARED

All Paris is laughing over the sangfroid of a young married midinette on the occasion of an air raid on Paris. The heroine resides on the top story of a large apartment house, and when the warning was given was sound asleep. The concierge, finding that she did not descend to the underground shelter, raced upstairs and banged at the door. After repeated hammerings he woke the lady up, and called to her to immediately descend to the basement as a raid was on and she was in great danger on the top

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SHE UNDERSTOOD WOMEN

He wanted to buy a Christmas present for his girl back home, so that she could show it to all the other girls, and destroy their peace of mind because it had come from France. He knew just what he wanted, too, but every time he thought of going into the shop and trying to ask in French for the thing he wanted he got red behind the ears. He had gone over the top in the past, unafraid, but he couldn’t do this. At last, when his leave was up, he went into the canteen and asked the Y. M. C. A. woman

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WELL, THAT WAS HIS COMPANY

First Officer—“What was the joke about Lieutenant Footle?” Second Officer—“Why, the Major’s wife said she’d be glad of his company at her house on Wednesday, and the silly ass took all his men along.”...

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SPOIL OF WAR

The proudest Yankee in the whole advancing army that entered Saint Mihiel was the driver of a motor truck who, when he came within five miles of the town, discovered a little girl, four years old, with a doll in her arms, sitting by the road, crying. The American immediately stopped the truck, gathered the little one in with her doll, put her on the seat of honor at his left, and thus drove into the town, to the joy of the Yankee soldiers when they discovered her. No one has claimed the little o

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CHEERFUL NEWS FROM ‘OVER THERE’

It’s a shame to do it, but public safety impels us to expose the sergeant who is palming off his Mexican border service ribbon as an American croix de guerre, thereby raising his own holdings of “amourique Amerique” stock in the eyes of petite Madélon. Even so, sleeping on the rocks has its advantages, for in the rosy days of the future when friend wife turns the lock on our late nocturnal home-coming, we can curl up on the front porch with sleepful abandon. And when we are in the parlor with ou

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HE KNEW WHAT TO USE

A sergeant standing at a window in the barracks saw a private pass in full-dress uniform, with a bucket in his hand in the act of fetching water from the pump. Sergeant—“Where are you going?” Private—“To fetch some water, sir.” Sergeant—“Not in those trousers, surely?” Private—“No, sir; in the bucket.”...

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THEY CAN’T WORK THIS ANY MORE

A manufacturer in Switzerland who had been in the habit of purchasing many of his supplies in Germany before the war recently met a German commercial traveler with whom he had been accustomed to trade. The man smilingly offered his wares, but he was met with a peremptory refusal. “Is it because I am a German that you refuse to give me an order?” “Certainly,” said the Swiss. “Have you had reason to complain of the way I have executed your orders in the past? You have not, have you? Very well, the

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IMPORTANT INFORMATION WANTED

Officer—“Now, Private Jenkins, I am going to give you a very responsible job. Under our advanced trench is a large mine. I want you to stay there, and when the mine goes up I want you to blow this whistle. Now, do you clearly understand?” Private Jenkins—“Well, there’s one thing I’m not certain of, sir. When do I blow the whistle—going up or coming down?”...

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THAT WAS THE HYMN NUMBER

A soldier got mixed recently. He tells about it in a letter home: “They put me in barracks; they took away my clothes and put me in khaki; they took away my name and made me ‘No. 575;’ they took me to church, where I’d never been before, and they made me listen to a sermon for forty minutes. Then the parson said: ‘No. 575, art thou weary, art thou languid?’ and I got seven days in the guardhouse because I answered that I certainly was.”...

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BOOZE FIGHTERS

An inquisitive old lady asked a royal defense corps veteran what the letters “R. D. C.” meant. “Reformed Drunkards’ Corps, ma’am,” he replied solemnly. “Dear me,” she murmured, “what miracles those recruiting sergeants do perform!”...

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VERY PROPER ANSWER

A retired army officer tells of an army examiner who had before him a very dull candidate. The man proving, apparently, unable to make response to the most simple questions, the examiner finally grew impatient and, quite sarcastically, put this question: “Let it be supposed that you are a captain in command of infantry. In your rear is an impassable abyss. On both sides of you there rise perpendicular rocks of tremendous height. In front of you lies the enemy, outnumbering you ten to one. What,

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WHAT DISCOURAGED HIM

A sergeant was trying to drill a lot of raw recruits, and after working hard for three hours he thought they seemed to be getting into some sort of shape, so decided to test them. “Right turn!” he cried. Then, before they had ceased to move, came another order, “Left turn!” One hoodlum left the ranks and started off toward the barracks-room. “Here, you!” yelled the angry sergeant. “Where are you going?” “I’ve had enough,” replied the recruit in a disgusted tone. “You don’t know your own mind for

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GOING SOMEWHERE

A colored soldier on the fighting front got a two days’ leave shortly after the signing of the armistice, and immediately prepared to make a date in the French capital. When leaving the front, however, he got held up by a French sentry, who was unable to understand Sam’s explanations. Sam accordingly talked louder and louder, shaking his fist at the Frenchman, who threatened to shoot if Sam proceeded. Finally Sam said: “Looka here, boss, I got a mother in heaven, a father in the other place, and

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OUTRANKED IN THE KITCHEN

The son of the well-to-do family had recently joined up as a private, and was spending his Christmas leave at home. Returning from a walk, his mother espied a figure in the kitchen with the housemaid. “Clarence,” she called to her son, “Mary’s got someone in the kitchen. She knows perfectly well that I don’t allow followers. I wish you’d go and tell the man to leave the house at once.” Clarence duly departed to the kitchen, but returned in about half a minute. “Sorry, mother, but I can’t turn hi

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SURPRISE FOR THE GERMANS

It was during the nerve racking period of waiting for the signal to attack that a seasoned old sergeant noticed a young soldier fresh from home visibly affected by the nearness of the coming fight. His face was pale, his teeth chattered, and his knees tried to touch each other. It was sheer nervousness, but the sergeant thought it was sheer funk. “Tompkins,” he said, “is it trembling you are for your skin?” “No, no, sergeant,” said he, making a brave attempt to still his limbs. “I’m trembling fo

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NO LEAD PIPE CINCH

“Conscription has, maybe, saved the country,” growled the soldier, “but what I object to is the company it drives a man into. I’m a plumber by trade, an honest workman, yet I’m compelled to suffer the society of such professionals as a lawyer, a minister, and an auctioneer.” “Not a bad selection, Jock,” remarked his friend. “O, maybe no in a way; but when the minister and the lawyer start an argument on Egyptian law in the middle o’ the nicht across half a dozen beds, wi’ the blessed auctioneer

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SERVED HIM RIGHT!

A professor at Princeton who has taken much interest in the woman suffrage movement was persuaded to carry a banner in a wartime parade held in Washington. His wife observed him marching with a dejected air and carrying his banner so that it hung limply on its standard, and later she reproved him for not making a better appearance. “Why didn’t you march like somebody, and let the people see your banner?” she asked. “Dearie,” sighed the professor, “did you see what was on that banner? It read, ‘A

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QUITE A CONTRAST

It’s all a matter of comparison, according to H. T. Webster, the cartoonist, who told the following as proof at a race meeting of the Salmagundi Club: “Shrapnel shrieked all about. Bombs dropped from the sky, and every so often a big German shell burst overhead. Suddenly one Yank burst into a fit of laughter. “‘S’matter, Buddy?’ his mate asks, fearing that he had suddenly gone insane. “‘I was thinkin’, Bill,’ replied the other between chuckles, ‘of the runt that held me up one night in Memphis w

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AND HOLDING IT YET

Gen. Von Spew sat in his room and studied the map. Then he rang the bell at his elbow. In came Dunderkopf, his aide-de-camp. “Dunderkopf, glance over this map. Do you see this hill?” “I do, Excellency.” “That hill must be captured. Attend to the matter and let me know when it is done.” Twenty minutes passed and there was a knock at the door. Dunderkopf strode in, clicked his heels together and saluted. “I have the honor to announce, Excellency, that the hill has been captured.” “Already captured

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FOOLING THE COOTIES

I wrote to my brother in France, who had been in action, asking if he had acquired “cooties.” His reply came back, “Yes, indeed, I had cooties. One is not a regular soldier until he does have them, but I got rid of mine in this fashion: I sprinkled my clothes all over with salt, then laid them down on a river bank. The cooties became very thirsty and got off the clothes to get a drink, then I pulled them away quickly. Nine-tenths of the cooties died from mortification and the other tenth from lo

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THIS IS A MAN

Edith Wharton, at her flat in Paris, told a war story. “The American wounded were being brought in from the Marne battlefield,” she said, “and a fussy American woman in a khaki uniform and Sam Browne belt bent over a stretcher and said: “‘Is this case an officer or only a man?’ “The brawny corporal who stood beside the stretcher gave a grim laugh and said: “‘Well, lady, he ain’t no officer, but he’s been hit twice in the innards, both legs is busted, he’s got bullets in both arms and we dropped

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WANTED SOMETHING STATIONARY

On an American transport two days out from New York: First Sambo, who is really enjoying the sea, to his dark companion, who has gone below: “Nigger! Come on up! We’re passing a ship!” Voice from below: “I don’t want to see no ship. You jes’ call me when we’re passing a tree!”...

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YET THEY FOUGHT NOBLY

Two negroes were discussing the possibilities of being drafted. “’Tain’t gwine do ’em any good to pick on me,” said Sam. “Ah certainly ain’t gwine do any fightin’. Ah ain’t lost nothin’ oveh in France. Ah ain’t got any quarrel with a-n-ybody, and dey kain’t make me fight.” The other pondered over this statement for a moment. “Yo right,” he said at length; “Uncle Sam kain’t make you fight. But he can take you where de fightin’ is, and after that you kin use you’ own judgment.”...

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PHYSICAL IMPOSSIBILITY

During the fighting on the Aisne front one American company pushed out far ahead and lost touch with the neighboring companies on either side. Their zeal in chasing the Germans was leading them into danger of being enfiladed by machine gun fire from the flanks. A major stormed up to the captain. “Why the hell don’t you hold your men back?” he yelled. “How the hell can I told ’em back when the whole German army can’t?”...

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THE QUICKER THE SOONER

“Goodness!” gasped the sergeant of the guard, sticking his head out of the window, “what is the man playing at?” Private Murphy, who was on sentry go, was running as hard as he could from end to end of his beat. “Hi, Mike!” yelled the noncom, “what’s the trouble?” “Sure, an’ there’s no trouble at all, at all,” replied Murphy, panting as he paused in his scurry. “Then what are you running for?” “Well, ain’t I on duty here for two hours? I’m only trying to get me two hours done quick!”...

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TRANSPORTS OF JOY

“Were you happy when you started for France?” “Happy? We were in transports.”...

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WHERE HE IS EXPERT

“So you’ve joined the Army, Mose?” “Yes, sah.” “What branch of the service are you in?” “Well, sah. Ah’s in de infantry, but when we get t’ France Ah’se done asked de captain to put me on dat night-raid wo’k. Gittin’ into de odder fellow’s backyard durin’ de night hours is a job dat ah considers mahs’l particularly experienced at.”...

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NO MULES IN THE AIR

American Soldier: “So you are in the aviation corps. I thought you enlisted in the cavalry?” Gentleman of Color: “Ah dun change.” American Soldier: “What was the reason?” Gentleman of Color: “Wal, suh, for one thing, an aeroplane, after it throws yo’ out, very seldom walks over an’ bites yo’.”...

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DEAR LITTLE BOY

He was probably the smallest “middy” in the navy, and one evening he was invited to attend a party in the saloon. He was such a little chap that the ladies had no idea that he was a midshipman at all, but took him for somebody’s “dear little boy” in a Royal Navy all-wool serge. At last one of them, on whose lap he had been sitting, and who had just kissed him, asked: “And how old are you, little dear?” “Twenty-two,” he said, in a voice like a foghorn. Then the lady swooned....

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THEN SHE HAD THEM PRESSED

A seasoned sergeant major recently was horrified to see a pair of shamelessly baggy trousers appear at the top of the window in the orderly room at a London depot. He shouted out what he thought, as they descended the ladder, and the face of a woman window cleaner only completed his discomfiture....

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UNUSUAL OFFICER

An Australian soldier had overstayed his leave. He knew his Commanding Officer was fed up with hard-luck excuses, so wired: “Not sick, nobody dead, got plenty of money, having a good time. Please wire two days’ extension.” He got three....

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NOT SERIOUSLY DAMAGED

Lieut. John Philip Sousa, while organizing military bands for the navy, was talking to a correspondent about the submarine danger. “A friend of mine, a cornet virtuoso,” he said, “was submarined in the Mediterranean. The English paper that reported the affair worded it thus: “‘The famous cornetist, Mr. Hornblower, though submarined by the Germans in the Mediterranean, was able to appear at Marseilles the following evening in four pieces.’”...

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ORDERS, BUT NO SALES

“And what were you in civilian life?” asked the captain. “I was a traveling salesman, sir,” replied the recruit. “That’s all right, then. You’ll get plenty of orders around here.”...

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THOSE FOOL QUESTIONS

“Have you been to France?” “Yes. Came back last week.” “Now, I wonder if you saw anything of that young nephew of mine out there—Smith is his name?”...

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PROUD OF THEIR SOLDIERS

“Our Joe’s joined the army,” announced Mary Brown, proudly, “an’ ’e’s gettin’ on fine wiv ’is drill. In fac’, when ’is regiment passed ’ere the other day hevery one wot was in it was out of step ’cep’ ’im.” “O, that’s nuffin,” retorted Tommy Johnson. “When our ’Arry went to the front the captain ’e shouted: ‘Is Private ’Arry Johnson in the ranks?’ ‘Yes,’ sez somebody. ’Then let the war begin,’ sez he.”...

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NOT FLATTERING HIM ANY

First Soldier (looking at portraits of himself)—Which do you think is the best, Mike? Second Soldier—Well, personally I think the one of you in the gas mask is the best....

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ONLY KIND HE KNEW

“I’ve just had some good news,” said Bearnstean, upon meeting his friend Mr. Abrahams. “My son Solly has got a commission in the Army.” “Go on,” replied Abrahams, rubbing his hands; “how much?”...

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NOT HIS KIND OF JEWELRY

Tommy: “Look ’ere, Jack, now you’re for Blighty, why don’t you make up to Kitty? Go in and win, mate! Upon my life she’s a regular pearl!” Jack: “That may be, but I can’t stand the mother of pearl.”...

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MORE DANGEROUS, ALSO

Corp—Can you think of anything more unmilitary than putting your hands in your pockets? Sarg—Sure! Putting your hands in somebody else’s pockets....

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SAME IN ALL LANGUAGES

Jack Tar: “How do you manage to get on so well with the French girls when you can’t speak their lingo?” Soldier: “I’m surprised you’re so slow. Can’t you kiss a girl without a dictionary?”...

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SHE KNEW JIM

A soldier at the front got short of money, so he sent home the following letter: “Dear Mary—We lost a trench this morning, and we must replace it at any cost, so will you please send me $25 at once.” Sad to say he had a wily wife, who sent the following reply: “Dear Jim—Sorry, I have not $25 toward replacing the lost trench, but I enclose two candles to help you look for it.”...

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THEN HE GOT THIRTY DAYS K. P.

The colonel had ridden his horse to town in the afternoon, and it was dark when he returned to camp. Some distance outside the guard line he was challenged by a voice from the darkness: “Halt! Who goes there?” “Colonel,” he answered. “Dismount, colonel. Advance and be recognized.” He was certain that there was some mistake, for no guard was supposed to be posted there. But a sentry’s orders are not to be disobeyed, so he grumblingly dismounted and led his horse forward, inwardly vowing vengeance

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PLEASED IS NO NAME FOR IT

Doris: “Was your C. O. pleased, Algy, when you told him my idea for beating the Germans on the Western Front?” Algy: “Pleased! I should jolly well think he was. Why, he laughed for hours!”...

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GENUINE CHICKEN DINNER

Two rookies were indulging in the soldier’s privilege—growling about his station and how the soldier gets stung for everything. “I ordered a chicken dinner at a cafe downtown and they charged me a dollar and six bits,” Bone was saying. A newsie overheard him. “Say, mister,” he said, “I know where you can get a chicken dinner for two bits. A good big one, too.” The soldiers looked skeptical, but the newsie insisted that he was telling the truth. Finally the soldier who had been stung asked him wh

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ON THE ORIGINAL FIRING LINE

Moses and Aaron were partners in business when Aaron was called up and had to go to camp. About a month after Aaron had departed he received a telegram from Moses. The telegram read: “Business burned out. Got $10,000 insurance. What shall I do?” Aaron immediately wired back: “Start another business.” One month later Aaron received another telegram from Moses: “Business burned out again. Got $13,000 insurance. What shall I do?” “Keep the home fires burning.”...

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PLAY THE GAME

The German artillery were doing their best to erase a small town from the map. Every few minutes there would be a deafening crash and the remains of a house would soar skyward enveloped in a cloud of smoke. In a field on the outskirts of the town some Canadian soldiers, relieved from the trenches for a few days, were indulging in their favorite game of baseball. The pitcher had just pitched the ball and the batsman had hit an easy catch to one of the fielders when a huge shell landed in the adjo

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SHE WAS USED TO IT

Mrs. Flatbush—So your husband is “somewhere in France”? Mrs. Bensonhurst—So I believe. Mrs. Flatbush—But don’t you know where? Mrs. Bensonhurst—No. Mrs. Flatbush—Don’t you feel somewhat concerned? Mrs. Bensonhurst—Why, no. When he was here I knew he was somewhere in America, but half of the time I didn’t know where....

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SPIRIT OF FRANCE

A tired and dusty doughboy drew up in front of a shell-battered house in Château-Thierry and asked a French woman if he could get a drink of water. “Oui, mon garcon,” said the woman. “You come right along with me.” After the soldier had obtained his drink and was about to depart, he remarked that her house had suffered more or less from the guns. “Yes,” was the reply. “I used it as a dressing station for the Americans who were wounded here, and the Boche seemed to know about it. But it’s all rig

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RECOGNIZED THE RESEMBLANCE

Pat was serving in the Army, and his two companions happened to be an Englishman and a Scotsman. These two gave their Irish friend a lively time with their jokes and teasing. One day Pat was called away, and left his coat hanging on a nail. The Englishman and Scotsman, seeing some white paint near, seized the opportunity of painting a donkey’s head on the back of Pat’s coat. The latter soon returned, and looking first at his coat, and then fixing his eye on his chums, said slowly: “Begorra! and

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PROOF POSITIVE

“Come, corporal,” said the colonel, “say definitely what you mean. Was the prisoner drunk, or wasn’t he?” “’E wasn’t himself, sir; he was under the influence of drink. When I saw him he’d been washing his face in a puddle an’ he was trying to wipe it on a wire doormat, cursin’ the holes in the ‘towel.’”...

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CAN SHOW WHAT HE’S GOOD FOR

The sergeant-major had trouble in finding an accountant for his captain, but at last brought in a private for trial. “Are you a clerk?” demanded the captain. “No, sir,” replied the man. “Do you know anything about figures?” asked the captain. “I can do a bit,” replied the man, modestly. “Is this the best man you can find?” asked the officer. “Yes, sir.” “Well,” growled the captain, “I suppose I’ll have to put up with him!” Turning to the private, he snapped, “What were you in civilian life?” “Pr

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GLAD HE TALKED TO GEN. PERSHING

He was in khaki, but it’s better not to say what branch of the service he is in, and it certainly would be cruel to hint at his company. There are probably gold bars in it, and the guardhouse is not the place for a returned soldier. Here’s the story he tells. He says it’s true: “Sometimes overseas,” he said, “it seems as if every other man you met was a second lieutenant. “One day last spring Gen. Pershing and his staff found themselves out in the open with a chance for a bit of rest, the first

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BEFORE ONE CAN TURN AROUND

Willis—How do you like army life? Quite a number of new turns for a fellow to get used to, I suppose. Gillis—You bet. At night you turn in, and just as you are about to turn over somebody turns up and says, “Turn out.”...

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ONE ON THE COLONEL

The Colonel beckoned to his orderly. “Smith, I wish you’d ride into the town and get the correct time.” “Why, sir,” Smith hesitated, “I haven’t got a watch.” “A watch, a watch,” the Colonel roared. “What in the name of sense do you want a watch for? Write it down on a piece of paper, man.”...

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A GRAND STAND PLAY

All sorts of stories come from across the water relative to misunderstandings between Yanks and the ladies over there, and not the least amusing is one told at the Washington Press Club by one of the correspondents. Seems the doughboy had taken an English girl to a baseball game, and, after it was over, was eager to make sure that she had understood and appreciated the great American game. “Now, if there’s anything you didn’t understand tell me and I’ll explain,” he pleaded in her fair ear. “Wel

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THE NEGRO IN AUTHORITY

Camp Devens, Mass.—These colored noncommissioned officers are efficient or nothing. A newly-made corporal, recently from Dixie, was superintending the breaking up of some old cases down in the 13th Battalion today. A dark recruit was wielding an ax with vigor and with fair success. The corporal apparently couldn’t find any specific thing the matter with his work, but he stopped him just the same. “Boy,” said the dignified corporal, “boy, does you know how to do dis yere work?” “Co’se ah does,” r

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DON’T YOU DO IT, TOMMY

Old Lady (to severely wounded soldier): “Poor man, have you lost your leg?” Tommy: “Yes, mum.” Old Lady: “Oh, poor fellow! Do have an apple!” Tommy (to his chum, when the old lady had departed): “Bill, I think I’ll have my other leg off before she comes next week. I might get a banana!”...

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NO PROHIBITION THERE

“That’s how we do things in the Army,” said Tommy, pointing to a news heading which bore the word, “Five Hundred Germans Drowned in Champagne.” “Got nothing to beat that in the Navy, I’ll bet.” “Oh, haven’t we?” retorted his sailor friend. “My lad, that’s nothing to get excited about—nothing at all. In that last little affair along the Belgian coast we sank three German submarines in port!”...

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CHAFFING EACH OTHER

When Charles Schwab was inspecting the Seattle shipbuilding yards he was accompanied by his friend, Dr. Eaton. Both are eloquent speakers, the crowd always calling for more. It was horse and horse between the two as to which could tell the most impossible story on the other. One day while addressing a few thousand shipbuilders, Dr. Eaton scored a base hit with this: “Boys, I’ll tell you something in strict confidence. A few days ago when in Tacoma, Charlie and I went aboard a new ship that was n

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GETTING ON FAST

One day in a French village two soldiers were being served coffee by an old French woman when one of them remarked, “Gee, Bill, this don’t taste like coffee.” “Ain’t,” answered his companion; “it’s chicory.” The first soldier looked at him in admiration and said: “Here we only struck this place yesterday and you’re learning the language already.”...

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NO WONDER HE REBELLED

The Officer (to recruit reported for insubordination, who has refused to enter the swimming pool)—And what have you got to say for yourself? Recruit—Please, sir, I’ve only been in the navy three days. The first day the doctor drawed two o’ me teeth; the second day I was vaccinated, and now a petty orficer, he says, “Come along! We’re goin’ ter drown yer!”...

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THEY ALL GET ’EM

Bill is a soldier in France. Several months ago his sweetheart, Dolly, sent him a box of fruit, nuts, etc. Two weeks later she sent a letter and incidentally asked him if he got the goodies. She evidently didn’t write distinctly or Bill didn’t read carefully. To her surprise she received a letter from him saying: “Yes, every soldier gets the cooties.” So much alike, yet so different....

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REACHED HIS LIMIT

After coming in from a 20-mile “hike” the officer in command of a negro company said, before dismissing them: “I want all the men who are too tired to take another hike to take two paces forward.” All stepped forward except one big, husky six-footer. Noticing him, the officer said: “Well, Johnson, ready for twenty miles more?” “No, sah,” replied Johnson. “Ah’m too tired to even take dem two steps.”...

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SEEKING INFORMATION

Sambo, a dusky warrior in the American army, had only recently landed, and was comparing London with New York. He paused before a shop window full of watches. His gaze became fixed on a very shiny watch on a velvet cushion, on which was pinned a card bearing the words, “This watch will go for eight days without winding.” Sambo pondered, and then walked straight into the shop: “Say, boss, will you tell how long dat darn watch will go if you do wind it up?”...

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BIRDS FAR SURPASSED

“Look at that fellow doing the ‘falling leaf,’ the ‘tail spin,’ and other fancy tricks away up there in the air.” “I see him.” “I never thought I’d live to see a man as much at home in the air as a bird.” “Umph! No bird is in the same class with an expert aviator when it comes to flying. Did you ever see a bird that could fly upside down?”...

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NO KICK COMING

Camp Devens, Mass.—Seven hundred and fifty medical replacement troops have just left this camp for service overseas. Just before their departure a sergeant from the Depot Brigade came to Lieut.-Col. C. C. McCornack, Division Surgeon, and asked for a transfer to the detachment then about to leave. “Colonel,” he pleaded, “I’ve been in this doggone army more than a year. In that time I’ve scarcely set foot outside this camp. If I don’t get across now, I never will. I’ll be a hell of a soldier, won’

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A REAL SPREE

The Liberty Bond squad had some interesting experiences. “I am not subscribing for this $50 Liberty Bond to please you,” explained a woman, as doleful as she is wealthy. “I am doing it to please my own self.” “Make it $100,” said the young solicitor, “and give yourself one roaring, rousing good time.”...

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MOVING PICTURE IN ONE REEL

The chaplain of a certain camp was challenged by a sentry with, “Halt! Who goes there?” The minister answered, “Chaplain.” “Advance, Charlie,” ordered the sentry, “and be recognized.” For which he was banished to the guardroom....

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USEFUL AND ORNAMENTAL

The flappers were taken out to tea by two staff officers resplendent in scarlet and khaki. Being “on the staff” caused the two young men to be very popular with themselves, and to treat the flappers rather patronizingly. The younger of the two girls was lost in admiration. Looking up her escort adoringly, she cooed: “O, what lovely boots! And spurs, too! Why do you wear spurs?” “O,” chipped in the other girl, who objected to being regarded as an infant, “the spurs are to keep the feet from slipp

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THE MILITARY HAIR CUT

A grizzled chap in a captain’s uniform came into a barber shop. He saluted smartly and seated himself in the chair. “Hair cut,” he said in gruff tones. “How would you like it cut, sir?” the barber asked. The captain, who was baldish, answered, gruffer than ever: “Line up the hairs and number off to the right. Odd numbers each want a half inch off. Dress smartly with bay rum and brilliantine. Then dismiss.”...

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BASEBALL IN BLIGHTY

An American officer recently expressed his surprise that English people had so quickly appreciated the fascinations of baseball, and particularly how very enthusiastic women were on the game. “Why, at the Navy and Army match the other week,” he said, “I counted quite twenty ‘fans’ among the women sitting around me.” “Yes,” said a charming old lady, “and I wished I had taken mine, for the heat was terribly trying.”...

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UNIVERSAL COMPLAINT

An American soldier was being shown over an old English church where hundreds of people were buried. “A great many people sleep between these walls,” said the guide, indicating the inscription-covered floor. “So?” said the doughboy. “Same way over in our country. Why don’t you get a more interesting preacher?”...

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SAMPLE WAS SATISFACTORY

It was a hot day, and two sailors had just been released from a long spell of duty on a mine sweeper. They made a bee-line for the first public-house they saw, and one of them ordered two quarts of ale. The men emptied their mugs in one draught whilst the barmaid looked on in undisguised admiration. The man who had paid stood for a second or two wetting his lips meditatively, and then turned to his comrade with a grin. “’Tain’t so bad, Bill, is it?” he remarked. “Shall we ’ave some?”...

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NO FUN WITHOUT FUNDS

A New York editor said on his return from an official visit to the front: “The soldier can still have a good time on his furlough, but the war prices make a good time costly. “A handsome young American officer was sending a wire one day in a London postoffice where I was mailing a package. The girl telegraph clerk, running over the officer’s message said: “‘I can’t make out whether this reads ”No funds“ or ”No fun.“’ “‘Oh, well, what’s the difference?’ said the officer, gloomily lighting a cigar

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THOUGHT HE HAD ARRIVED

One of our transports sailing from an Atlantic port, heading for France with a load of negro troops, had engine trouble two days out. It was decided that the ship put back to port, and it returned, but to a different pier of that same port. The dusky warriors were immediately unloaded and made ready to embark on another ship. While standing in line, one of the braves stepped out and walking up to an officer asked: “Ah beg yo’ pardin, sah, but can you tell me whar the city of Paris lies fum hyere

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“COUNT ’EM NOW, MISTAH KAISER”

This story was brought back from the trenches by a Knights of Columbus secretary: A colored soldier, hearing the report of a 14-inch naval gun exclaimed: “There! Mistah Kaiser! You all count your men now and see how many is missing.” By Carleton B. Case 160 Pages Artistic Paper Covers Price 40 cents. (Now first printed in book form.) The jolly tales the soldiers tell are here collected in one neat volume, that all who love good stories and all who are interested in the lively doings of our

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