“‘My gracious,’ or words to that effect, as they say at the court-martials, remarks the orderly, ‘Don’t you know that’s General Pershing?’
“Well, that soldier does some tall thinking for a minute and then he goes back to the hedge and stands at salute and begs Pershing’s pardon most pretty. The General looks up at him and our friend swears he was grinning a little and he says slow and thoughtful like:
“‘Never mind. That was an interesting talk and I understand. It’s all right with me, but,’ and the eyes of him looked as sober as if he was talking tactics with Foch, ‘Don’t try it with any of those new second lieutenants.’
“And,” concluded the man in khaki, “the guy went away just a-shuddering with thinking what would have happened if it had been a second lieutenant instead of just a General.”
BEFORE ONE CAN TURN AROUND
Willis—How do you like army life? Quite a number of new turns for a fellow to get used to, I suppose.
Gillis—You bet. At night you turn in, and just as you are about to turn over somebody turns up and says, “Turn out.”
ONE ON THE COLONEL
The Colonel beckoned to his orderly.