PUNISHED FOR HIS NAME
It was the drilling of a squad of recruits. The officer was calling the names, and prompt replies came from Jones and Smith and Robinson.
The next name was Montaig—that was how the officer pronounced it.
There was no reply.
“Montaig,” repeated the officer with emphasis.
“Here, sir,” came the half-hearted reply from the rear rank.
“Why didn’t you answer at once?” said the man in charge.
“My name is Montague,” said the recruit.
“Is it?” replied the officer. “Well, you do seven days’ fatigew.”