"Excuse me, Sir--whose
mother?"
On the other hand the great Brass Hat is human and makes a slip, a
clerical error, now and again sufficient to expose his flank. And
then the humble fighting-man can draw his drop of blood if he is
quick about it. To this same long-suffering Jimmy was vouchsafed the
heaven-sent opportunity, and he leapt at it. He got a chit from H.Q.,
dated 6/7/17, which ran thus:--
"In reference to 17326 Pte. Hogan we note that his date of birth is
10/7/17. Please place him in his proper category."
To which Jimmy replied:--
"As according to your showing 17326 Pte. Hogan will not be born for
another four days we are placed in a position of some difficulty.
_Signed_ ----
"P.S.--What if, when the interesting event occurs, 17326 Pte. Hogan
should be a girl?
"P.P.S.--Or twins?"
Our Albert Edward is just back from one of those Army finishing
schools where the young subaltern's knowledge of SHAKESPEARE and the
use of the globes is given a final shampoo before he is pushed over
the top.
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