AT OUR COMPANY SMOKER.
The Major (sings). "AND WE DIDN'T CARE A BUTTON IF THE ODDS WERE ON THE FOE TEN—TWENTY—THIRTY—FORTY—"
Colonel (roused from surreptitious snooze). "AS YOU WERE!—NUMBER!"
Result of the Blockade.
Notice on a railway bookstall:—
"MEN AROUND THE KAISER.
MUCH REDUCED."
"On the pier a man was arrested who declared excitedly that he was Frederick Hohenzollern, the Kaiser's nephew, but he appeared quite harmless."—Daily News.
Obviously an impostor.
"The khaki-clad boys were as merry as a party of undergraduates celebrating some joyous event at the college tuck-shop."—Yorkshire Herald.
What memories of the Junior Common Room are recalled by this artless phrase.
The Super-Submarine.
"The Lyman M. Law was stopped by a gunshot fired by a submarine, which boarded the American boat, took the names of all on board, and then authorised the continuation of the voyage."—Evening News.
Experiences of Mr. GERARD'S party:—
"Our first surprise on reaching Paris was to find taxi-cabs, and taxi-cubs with pneumatic tyres."—Scots Paper.
We suggest that our M.F.H.'s should import a few of these in time for next season's cubbing. They give an excellent run for the money—a mile for eightpence or so.