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August 31, 1918 Continued from Third Preceding Page _ ETN eee: e a Second Lieutenant { Quartermaster, Fort Benj. Ind. Hell Hath No Fury By Doxien 8. Geant, ( T happened at Fort Benjamin Harrison. It was just getting dark. The traction cars were crowded to their capacity. A rookie had just missed the 8.35 car. He hailed an approach- ng taxi, noticed that there were three soldiers in back seat, and jumping in sat on the lap of one The journey was fully fifteen miles. he offered to exchange seats with sitting on, who replied that'*it is When they arrived at ir destination the rookie was dumfounded to over that he had been sitting on a colonel for vast half hour. He begged the officer’s pardon, Id him that he thought he was sitting on dman, to which the Colonel replied: Phat’s all right, lad, but for God's sake never sit the lap of a Second Lieutenant.” of them. \bout half way the soldier he w I right, keep your seat.” an Feature Feet senanint PL J. Meexen, Cas. 2 Ft. Riley, Ka achment, INN, MoO, T.C. \ raw rookie who had just been accepted for the army had passed through the Q. M. depot and out with his arms full of clothes. He stopped outside the building to inspect this new outfit that was to change him from a civilian to a dough- hoy. Picking up his “hob-nails” (heavy trench shoes), he looked at them rather disgustedly, and noticing someone standing close by, glanced at the newcomer’s footgear. “Gee, boy, where did you get the swell shoes? Look what they give m he said as he held aloft his “hob: The newcomer happened to be a Lieutenant- Colonel. Midnight Maneuvers Hanny Rarwoxn Buowy, 16th ( Dep. Brig., Camp Lee, Va A rookie, after heing in camp for a week, was caught talking in his sleep. Lying on his back one night, he was heard to say, About face!” and immediately turned over on his stomach. After a little laughter the boys who slept close to him, forgot about him when suddenly he yelled, “Left face!”” t the same time executing his command by turning over on his left side. This time the boys did not laugh but a fellow rookie went over to the bed and cried out: “‘For- ward, march!” To the surprise of all in the barracks room, the poor guy rolled right out of bed. All in the Family Ry Pavate dS. Cousin. JUtth tere Service Squadron One day as several white soldiers at Camp Gordon were going to the hospital a negro soldier greeted them with, “ Hello, cousins!” \fter being duly sworn at by the white soldiers the negro replied: “No use gettin’ mad, Boss! Ain't we all got de same Uncle?” RS | Banning the Bans By Conroas, Oca Steevie, Machine Gun thd . Camp Loy Tex Right in front of the main entrance of one of the largest churches of Hous- ton are two trees to each of which the following sign is attached: “Do not hitch her One of my friends secing the signs, ex- claimed: “This is the first. church I ever saw where they don’t perform marriages!” Out o° Luck Fatewy He Sanya, Colored — recruits are taken in bunch- of twenty-five to the Red Cross Civilian Relief office to tell their stories of dependents at home. The last fellow ina detail knew nothing of his company number or detach- ment and was told to ask the non-com. in charge. He went outside and found that the gang had departed without him. His remark was, “I'm suah out o'luck. Dey done fo’got me an’ ah don’ know where ah lives.”” es Ry Private Hexment S. Marantz, Serrice Co, Camp Johnston, Fla Sergeant to Corporal—Do you think Binger can get a recommendation for a commish? Corporal to Sergeant—Not a chance—he tells | me he fired his company commander when he was | his office boy. House-Cleaning Over There Drawn by Pvt. Jit Hexpensos, Mother's Idea of a “ Mopping comicbooks.com