HE TURNED.
"Right face! Left face! About face!"
The little fat red-faced sergeant bawled out his orders and watched the line of feet as the raw recruits endeavored to follow them out. To his astonishment, one pair of feet, more noticeable on account of their extra large size, never turned. Without taking his eyes off these feet, the little sergeant bawled out a second order, "About face!" He could see that all the feet except those he watched turned in obedience. Rushing up to the owner, a little fellow, he seized him by the shoulder, shouting, "Why don't you turn with the rest?"
"Why, I did," replied the trembling recruit.
"You did, eh? Well, I watched your feet, and they never moved."
"It's the shoes they gave me, sir," said the poor fellow. "They're so large that when I turn my feet turns in them."