WHERE THE GUARD WAS.

New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, 22 June 1911, Page 23

WHERE THE GUARD WAS.

A capital story in connection with the encampment is going the rounds It is customary when the officer of the day passes along the lines for the sentry to call the guard outside to salute. An officer was taking an official round the camp when he came up to the guard sentry, who contented himself with saluting. The officer stood aghast with indignation at the sentry’s seeming indifference. Finally letting loose his pent up anger, he exclaimed:— “Don’t you know your duty, sir? Why don’t you call out the guard?” The soldier replied:— “Well, sir, I haven’t got much to do with it! ’ . ; / ■ What do you mean?” “Well,, sir,” replied the sentry, “you see, I’m a prisoner, and as the members of the guard wanted to have* a game ,of cards-they asked, me if I wdu-Jd do septry for them for an hour,., or two.”