Judge — February 22, 1919 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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Drawn by Wres H Getting His Own Ba Por HW Gar we, Sth Co dD ROOKIE. was sent out by the captain to find the sergeant “Hey, Williams, the captain wants you,” he yelled The sergeant bawled him out finishing with “Don't forget that | have a handle to my name and het ter T want to be called Sergeant Williams. The rookie reporting back to Headquarters, saluted and said: “Captain, I want you to know that I have a handle to my name and hereafter I want to be called Private Brown.” Camp Dis, Nd Anything in a Pinch P. Kuso, Co. K. 28th Inf, Camp Custer, Mick The company commander was questioning late returners from the usual week-end holiday. “Well, what trouble did you get into this time?” he asked one. thing, sir, only an M.P. stopped me and asked for my name, because I was late.”” “Did you give it to him?” “T gave him a card, only I don’t know whose it was.” By Por dh Back to the Soil ts, Ord. Depot, Ft. Oglethorpe, Tes By Conre, Casntes A. Nie In the ranks of a southern training company one scorching afternoon a dusky fighter broug’ the sweat pouring down his face in the Roe rine This Week's Best Soldier Joke On His Way Home Ry PMD. Pact, fat Troop, RC, Di, St ley Rarrarks, d where one of the vre drilling. One ce id in spite of «horse belong He Got It, For His Nerve Ry Semar W. Wit Lat Depet Bu. ond CO. R., Niagara Camp, Ont, Can Private Murphy badly needed a week-end pass, but as he had had so many his chances looked very slim. However he paraded before his C. O. “Sorr, I would loike to get a week-end pass.” “What's the matter this time? Your grand- mother hasn't died again, surely?” “No, sorr; it’s loike this, sorr. Oi’ve a brother who was born blind, sorr, and he’s just got his sight and wants to see me, sorr.” Military Food Conservation Ry Lares. BB. Be Camp Meade, Md. war bread Private Keen—We ain't looking glum; we are just making wry faces ‘cause it’s wheatless day You fellows sure do look glum over the vain attempt to escape the toes of the P= = lanky black behind him, while at thesame “He Reverses OQ LONG lg: es . aera GNousH -FIZANCE time marching to the count of the drill on A ONCE oO sergeant. Finally the victim turned upon Porn HELL 7 ~ i SONG his tormentor: “Nigger, one moah tempt of yo’ all to climb ma back that- a-way an’ I’se shore gwine demobilize yo’ in foah counts.” No Fault of His By Por. MoTW Cor pl. (to rookie)—Private Jones, why are you one step in the rear of your squad? Rookic—Well, er-er-er—sir. after 1 Ue halted they all took one step more. Lames, C0, USM why HE Reserit, Co. B, 026 Br. Tank Corps, France Usper His Ows Srram Asoue A Naturalist wrt DN. Mantix, 6.0. 7.0. Torn D of infantry was standing a One recruit, indiscreet enough to tion. brush a fly from the end of his nose was caught in the act. ing for? Sergeant-Major (fiercely) —What are you mov Just because you are unfortunate enough to attract flies, don’t boast of it. Ky Pvt Ky Por. dex G. Nuwsr young Attack smc, Radio Co, 307 Field Signal Be. A.B. E Blare of bugle and hoarse Breaks on the tented city Rush of feet and ringing of steel, Wild-eyed figures fall and reel Down the street swirls the struggling horde, Rally cries shouted and curses roared, a glance for those who fall, gain the goal is the all-in-all. Cavalry raid afar in France, With flashing saber and dripping lance. No, friend reader, another guess, Company A is going to mess. Two Step and Instep Battery By 1th B.A. Pt. Sill, Ob The morning after the soldiers’ dance two ladies chanced to meet. One of them noticed that the other was painfully limping. “Why, Dorothy, what in the world is the matter? You seem to have \ been in an accident.” “No, it was not an accident. a few dances last night tenant who wore spurs.” I just with a Information Wanted By Senor. Waste Kent, Ord. Dept. US. 4 First Sergt—Come on, Reilly, get up for reveill—only two minutes No answer. First Sergt—Well, what time do you expect to get up? Reilly—W-well, what time would you suggest? comicbooks.com