GOT THE MONEY FIRST
The following story is vouched for by a well-known Scottish M. P. somewhere off the East Coast. A trawler was on naval patrol duty. The skipper thought he would like some fish for breakfast, so he commenced operations. Soon up popped a German submarine close by. The trawler’s skipper, an Aberdonian, was about to ram it and earn the prize money when the submarine’s commander, not suspecting this evil intention, offered to buy some fish. So the canny Scot went alongside, sold his fish—and then rammed the submarine.
FORTUNATE
Girl (reading letter from brother at the front)—“John says a bullet went right through his hat without touching him.”
Old Lady—“What a blessing he had his hat on, dear.”
FEMININE STRATEGY
“I was speaking with your father last night,” he said, at last, somewhat inanely.
“Oh, were you?” answered the sweet young thing, lowering her eyes. “Er—what were you—er—talking about?”
“About the war. Your father said that he hoped the fighting would soon be over.”
The sweet young thing smiled.