“Oh, he is the battalion astronomer; he guides us on night maneuvers!”
“How interesting!” replied the maiden, when seeing her companion’s badge, that of an ancient stringed instrument, she asked, “And does that thing mean you are the regimental liar?”
HIS MIND WAS WANDERING
“Anything I can do for you?” asked a surgeon as he passed the bed of a smiling but badly wounded soldier.
“Yes, doctor; perhaps you can tell me something I’d very much like to know,” answered “Sammie.”
“Fire ahead,” replied the doctor. “What is it?”
“Well, doctor, when one doctor doctors another doctor, does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor the other doctor like the doctor wants to be doctored, or does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor the other doctor like the doctor doing the doctoring wants to doctor him?”
THE SEX OF THE KILTIES
While some Scottish regiments were disembarking in France, several French officers were watching them. One observed: “They can’t be women, for they have mustaches; but they can’t be men, for they wear skirts.”
“I have it,” said another. “They’re that famous Middlesex regiment from London.”