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Up to the captain dashed the battery sergeant-major. “Sir,” he said, “the Germans are gathering as thick as peas. What shall we do?” The captain glared. “Shell ’em, man, damn , it, SHELL ’EM,” he said. ***** The soldier was explaining the theory of shooting to his sweetheart. “You see, we have to calculate the distance of the object we want to hit, and then allow for the power of attraction of the eatth.” “But suppose you are shooting over water?” “Oh, that’s more than you would understand—besides, I’m not in the Navy.” ***** “I can’t understand why you’ve passed me fit, doctor,” said the recruit. “I’ve got one leg shorter than the other.” The medical officer smiled. “Don’t you worry, my boy,” he replied. “It won’t be any handicap at all. You see, the ground’s liable to be very uneven over there.” * * * * “I have known malingerers in the army who were positive geniuses,” says a medical officer. With an infinite capacity for faking pains.
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Camp News (Northern Command), Volume 1, Issue 19, 6 September 1940, Page 3
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164YULE SMILE Camp News (Northern Command), Volume 1, Issue 19, 6 September 1940, Page 3
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