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|DGE u do if a carrying put him Army Scboot acing up hour and e matter. the man e, so the roached. he guard paper ¢x- midnight, ully tired. in now?’ January 4, 1919 ETS ETRE, TENT anpDECK Continued from Opposite Page TOE ees TE He Understood Kewpie Cut-Outs, Anyway By Pvt. J. Buaxpive Haas, Fort 09 pe, Georgia N order was issued in one of the Southern camps where a gencral hospital was located, hat all cars in passing through camp must keep he cut-out closed. A “ rookie” whose experience th cars was nil was put on guard duty and told » stop ‘ars running with the cut-out open and to sce that the drivers closed them. Pretty soon along came a car with the cut-out ide open and the engine running fast. The guard heard him coming several blocks away Jumping into the middle of the road he waved to the driver to halt. Here's the order the guard issued: a general hospital how, and you'll : ive to take that carburetor off that car. We can’t have the sick patients just back from France disturbed all the time by cars running through camp with their carburetors wide open like that. Get out and take it off!” A Revolver By Senct. Ewony C. Camenox, Provost Guard Co., Camp Traris, A colored recruit of a few days’ army experience coming into camp was challenged by a colored sentinel. “Halt, who goes there?” came the important voice of the guard. Niggah, don’t you know better than to halt ? I'se a pivot now,” was the reply, referring to his position in squad drill. Words Drawn by Pvt. Ricuano Spartan! Jim—To bad about Smith, He's suffering from_a bad case of shell shock, and he can’t re~ member anything of the past. Jerry—Good Lord! And I lent him $5.00 be- fore he was hurt. ‘amp Wadeeorth, | soldiers. War gave woman her supreme and glorious opportunity to enlarge her field of service. She won her share of the laurels for patriotic achievement. With exalted aim and unflagging zeal she figured in practically every activity that made for victory and the relief of distress. She plied the nee- dles that fashioned comforts for our She ministered to the wounded. She labored unceasingly in canteen work. She has kept the wheels of industry going; tilling the soil; bending over Where Woman’s Service Looms Large bench and lathe. In counting house and chemical laboratory she has loaned her brains to the cause. In telephone ‘service, also, a host of capable, loyal daughters of America still find expression for their ambition and ability. These girls are privileged to play an indis- pensable part in the nation’s wel- fare. They have in their keeping the myriad avenues of telephone communication through which the nation’s industry is guided. The Bell System invites enlistment among its ranks of loyal operators. AMERICAN TELEPHONE AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY AND ASSOCIATED COMPANIES One Policy One System Universal Service Technical Talk Loaded By R. EB. Wicox, Electrician, 1st Clase, U.S. N. By Per. W. J. Pee, Post Q. M. Dept., Marine Barracks, Washing- We were carrying over a bunch of negroes from the Southern states and one of them overheard another calling the ladder on the ship a stairv He corrected him thus: “Lookah heah, nig: doan yo’ know any bettah than to call that stairway? Why, nigger, yo’ nevah will be sea- goin’. That ain’t no stairway, that is a ladder. If one of them thar sailors heard you say that, why, man, they would knock yo’ down on the floah and throw yo’ right out o’ that window.” at ton, D. Two rookies on mess duty for the day were sent to the pump for water. The load proved to be a bit too much for them and on their way back to the kitchen they were forced to stop and rest. In the meantime an officer approached and before they managed to salute him, he yelled: “Carry on!” “We can’t do it, sir,” came immediately from one of the rooks, “the darn thing is too heavy.” comicbooks.com