SWEET NOTHINGS.

New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XVIII, Issue 1029, 25 November 1909, Page 23

SWEET NOTHINGS.

A military waggon at the rear of a marching regiment had stuck ia a ditch, and not all the efforts of the horses, (assisted by the soldiers in charge of the chaplain, could budge the vehicle. The soldiers had a brief consultation, and theri sent a spokesman to the chaplain. “If you wouldn’t mind, sir,” said Mr. Atkins, “we should like you to go on ahead. We think we could get the waggon out if you wasn’t with us.”

“How? I should have thought you would have been glad of my assistance,” said the chaplain reproachfully.

“So we are, sir,” the soldier hastened to say, “but the fact is, we can’t talk to the ’orses when you’re within ’earin’, sir, and there’s nothin’ like a few sweet nothings to make ’em pull.”