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SMILES / ' . SO THAT’S WHY! “When you salute,” explained the sergeant, “you bring your right hand up smartly until your forefinger meets your forehead. “You’ll notice that your fingers are made different, sizes so that they fit .under the peak of your cap.” * * * * The squad of recruits had been out to the rifle range for their first try 'at marksmanship. They knelt at 250 yards and fired. Not a hit. They moved up to 200 yards. Not a hit. They tried at 100 yards. Not a hit. “ ’Tenshun!” bawled the Captain. “Fix bayonets! Charge! It’s your only chance.” * * * * “Well, my dear,” wrote the wife to I her husband in the 8.E.F., “did you like those mince pies I made for you?” “Mince pies?” wrote back the husband. “Lumme, I though they were rubber heels. I’m still wearing them.”

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Camp News (Northern Command), Volume 1, Issue 5, 31 May 1940, Page 6

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