INFORMATION WANTED
The way they do things in some of the odd corners of the British Empire, where they are comparatively free from wireless telegrams, is very pretty. The officer in charge of a certain hinterland received from his superior officer at the base some time in August this message:
“War has been declared. Arrest all enemy aliens in your district.”
With commendable promptitude the superior officer received this reply:
“Have arrested seven Germans, four Russians, two Frenchmen, five Italians, two Roumanians, and an American. Please say who we’re at war with.”