The Corporal Reached for the Water Keg
“I want some water now,” demanded the complaining corporal, reaching for the water keg between the bluejacket’s feet.
“You’ll get your water when portions are dealt to all alike,” stated the sailor.
“That’s what you think,” growled the corporal and made a lunge for the water.
The young private sitting behind him swung out a strong hand and drew the man back before he could reach the sailor. It took some handling to get him quiet in the stem of the boat, well away from the frightened women.
“You’ll face court martial for this!” growled the corporal. “I’m your superior officer. I’m in command of this boat!”
“If anyone is put in command it must be one of the nurses,” said the private promptly. “They are all lieutenants.”
“That suits me fine,” said the bluejacket.