"I do! They were abolished, as far as I can remember, about the middle of nineteen sixteen."
"Yes, that's right. They were about as much use as the sick headache which they produced."
Officers Commanding Companies will see that this practice is discontinued at once. Helmets so washed are entirely useless against a gas attack.
"Still," I commented, "if you wore them unwashed you died whether there was a gas attack on or not; so altogether, I don't blame the washers!"
"Hallo," continued Eric; "here's a billet-doux from Corps Headquarters."
"What is it?"
Eric grinned.
"Mules, Brief Notes on the Treatment of. They do manage to think of things on Olympus!..."
The mule is much more dainty about what he drinks than about what he eats.
"I think that's true: my last consignment ate seventeen nose-bags and three pack-saddles in a single night."