Judge — February 1, 1919 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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Followed Instructions Ry No, #06, R. A. F., Canada THE pilot cadet, who was practising solo take- offs and landings, had been doing poor work all day. Finally hi called him in and gave him a hot “bawling ou “Now,” he said at last, “I want you to take that machine up and make a decent three-point landing. You must bring your tail-skid to the ground at the same time as the two wheels touch.” The frightened cadet opened his throttle, made a circuit of the aerodrome, and attempted to land again. This time he brought down the machine on its nose with a loud pop and it rolled over on its back driving the two bracing king posts on the top of the upper planes into the ground. “T thought I told you to make a three-point landing?” howled the instructor as the poor cadet crawled out of the crash. “T did, sir. Isn't she on her two king posts and her rudder?” Too Previous Ry ter ev. Pvr. Samer 8. Comer, Co, B., t9t Gas Regt. A BF We were at mess on board the transport when the danger whistle blew and everyone hurried on deck, As the supposed sub appeared our three- inch guns barked, and one darkey thinking our boat had been hit threw his mess kit overboard, saying: ‘Good-bye, Mistah Mess Kit. Ah won't need yo’ no mo’h.”” Obeying Orders Ry Srewant Rovau, 0. 8X Pat, who was detailed in the mess hall for a week, got along fairly well, until one day the head cook said: “Pat, put some water on the fire.” He went out into the storage room to open a can of peas and when he came back, the fire was out. Pat had taken him at his word and poured the water on the fire. Modesty By Pvt. Gronoe L. & fi Commanding Officer (to recruit asking for transfer to the navy)—Now, Private How ard, tell me why you like the navy better than the army? Recruit—W'll tell you, Captain. When you are in the navy they shoot at the boat, but when you're in the army they shoot at you. th Heary Artillery Her Dap This Week's Best Soldier Joke Heard on the Deck By Senor. Avetrs Mosmen, A.B. F., France Cartais—Well, Mose, hotw are you enjoying the trip? Mose—The tip am fine, sah, fd rather b where I can see ma feet tra The Illustrious Link By Dextran Asst. Jounin Down, 19h P. A, Mal. Dep. AEP. ance Jimmie (to darkey)—Hello, Bud, watcha doin’ up here on the front? Darkey (on duty as “runner”)—I’se de main connection. Jimmie—Well, what do you do? Darkey—I goes from here to over yonder ‘bout two miles, and if I don’t make it dey ain’t got no connection, dat’s all. Not His Fault By Pot. HG, Ruawy, Prychological Co 1, Camp Greenleaf, Ga. The Major’s car needed repairs and an auto mechanic, was summoned. Forgetful of things military, while being instructed by the officer, the listening soldier failed to remove an unfinished fag from his mouth. “What do you mean by smoking while talking to an office came the rebuke. “T ain’t talkin’, sir, you are doin’ all the talkin’.”” “Cruelty to Hun Prisoners” cal Drawn by Per. Murr € Private Jones only wishes to make the Frenchmen under- stand that he wants to say “bicycle.” His Place Ry Sexoeaxt Masow Raven W. Kinurx, U.S. A. AST and warm the company had drilled for an hour and a half. Then the Captain marched them up in front of barracks, formed a line, and announced: “At the command ‘Fall Out’ you may go get a drink and take a smoke. In ten minutes fall in in your places.” In ten minutes the company fell in but in the third platoon something was very evidently wrong. “What's the matter here?’ demanded the captain of the platoon leader. “Man out of place, sir, and we can’t find where he belongs,” said the bewildered sergeant. “Is this your place?” thundered the captain. “Yes, sir,” meekly replied the soldier. “What is your squad number?” “Twenty-two, sir.” “Twenty-two? And you say you are in your place? There’s the twenty-second squad away down there!” “Yes, sir, I know, but you said to fall in in our places and I was opposite this tree when I fell out.” On To Father Time By Pvt. Monts Pruowrrz, Co. P, ith Regt, Camp Gordon, Go. Some drafted men from New York were sent to Camp Gordon. After riding thirty hours they reached North Carolina. One of them asked what time it was. “4.30” was the answer. “Yes, but that is New York time.” “Well, the difference is only half an hour.” “Now, if it rains in New York, does it rain in North Carolina?” “No, but it will rain in half an hour.” Generous Advice By Per. Hany W. Lawrox, U.S. 4 It was the company regulation that there was to be no smoking in the barracks. Two or three offenders having been caught, the Lieutenant, at a retreat formation, was again cautioning the men. He ended his talk with the following words: “And furthermore I want it understood that there will be abso- lutely no smoking in the barracks,” he paused, and then added, “especially at night!" comicbooks.com