“‘Oh, well, what’s the difference?’ said the officer, gloomily lighting a cigarette.”
THOUGHT HE HAD ARRIVED
One of our transports sailing from an Atlantic port, heading for France with a load of negro troops, had engine trouble two days out. It was decided that the ship put back to port, and it returned, but to a different pier of that same port.
The dusky warriors were immediately unloaded and made ready to embark on another ship. While standing in line, one of the braves stepped out and walking up to an officer asked:
“Ah beg yo’ pardin, sah, but can you tell me whar the city of Paris lies fum hyere?”
“COUNT ’EM NOW, MISTAH KAISER”
This story was brought back from the trenches by a Knights of Columbus secretary:
A colored soldier, hearing the report of a 14-inch naval gun exclaimed:
“There! Mistah Kaiser! You all count your men now and see how many is missing.”