MIRACLE CALLED FOR.

War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 8, 1 September 1941, Page 2

MIRACLE CALLED FOR.

“Write again, won’t you, and tell us more of the place you died in.” “Wireless Weekly,” Sydney.

An old Highland soldier got into a train travelling to Inverness. Rather unsteadily he sat down opposite a Salvation Army officer. For some time he gazed at the officer’s uniform with profound concentration. At last he broke into speech. “What’s yer regiment, man ? I canna mak’ it oot.” To which the Salvation Army officer replied: “I am a soldier of the Lord. I go to Inverness to fight the devil; thence to Aberdeen to fight him again, and then down to Dundee, Edinburgh and Newcastle.” The soldier struggled to his feet and gave the officer a resounding slap on the back. . “That’s richt, ma man,” he said. “Keep on heading the blighter south.” | * * ♦ Militia son told us this one ... . The C.O. called all the men together for an important announcemen. He cleared his throat, raised his voice to the listening company, said about a dozen words, then stopped, mouth opened. His top set of teeth had stayed “at attention” as it were, and there he stood for seconds, the plate caught in his open jaws so that he could not close his mouth. Son said he never saw any comic paper so funny.—Tarzan. ‘ * * * A Chinese joss, landed with great care .in Townsville (N.Q.) recently, was found to contain cigars, cigarettes, tobacco, and opium. Joss too mad!