TRY A SMILE

Camp News, Volume 1, Issue 31, 12 July 1940, Page 3

TRY A SMILE

THE VERY IDEA. It was early morning and the Colonel was motoring home from the “night before.” It had been SOME party. He was steering an uncertain course along the road when a milk-cart turned the corner, and a collision was narrowly averted. The Colonel eyed the milkman with dignity. “Wotsh big idea?” he asked sternly. “What idea?” retorted the milkman. - “Driving an ’ntoxishcated' horse,” persisted the Colonel.

While one of the Landy Army was milking* a cow, a bull tore across a field towards her. The girl didn’t move an inch. * Observers, who had dashed- to safety, were amazed to see the bull stop dead within a few feet of the girl, turn round and walk sadly away. “Weren’t you afraid?” they asked the girl. . “Oh no,” she replied, “I happened to know that this cow is his mother-in-law.”

A steamer was cruising along the Scottish coast when suddenly it hit a submerged rock, causing a hole to appear in the side of the engine room. ■ Half an hour later, Sandy, the nitwit stoker, had cut a hole in the other i side of the room. The chief engineer: What the h are you doin%? Sandy: Cutting a hole in this side so that the water may go right through. i * * < * A. . * A HE’LL BE BUSY. Medical Officer: “What did you do first of all?” Ambulance Man: “Gave ’im some brandy, sir.” “Quite right. But what would you have done if you hadn’t had any brandy ?” A.M. (promptly): “Promised him* | some, sir.’