THE ONLY HINDRANCE
Pat Molloy came in for his evening’s beverage, and paper in hand, as usual. The crowd kept quiet to hear the latest war news. Pat said the war had reached a crisis, and that there was only one obstacle between the Allied Forces and Berlin. His listeners were dumfounded, and one of them, recovering quicker than the others, asked:
“And what might that be, Pat?”
“Oh,” said Pat, emptying his glass; “it’s nothing but the Germany army.”