Bullets just shattered against the shields and fell back, shapeless. A company of the 1st Royal Montreal Regiment fired volleys at the spades, without piercing them.
TRYING HARD TO GET BY
A recruit, well known for his “strategy” when seeking a holiday, went to the doctor and asked for a note, as he said he was ill. The doctor could not find anything wrong with him, but gave him a note, and just marked a stroke where the nature of complaint should be. He went to the chief officer with the note and asked for leave. The officer took the note, looked at it, and then said (for he looked puzzled):
“What is this you are suffering from? I can’t tell.”
Then our friend took the note, looked at it, and confidently replied:
“Can’t you see, sir, that it’s a stroke I’m suffering from?”
ONLY ONE ROCK
At a certain British club the other day the possibility of providing soldiers with some form of bullet-proof protection was being discussed.
“Those bullet-proof shields are an insult to Tommy’s’ dignity, gentlemen,” inveighed a retired military man, whose oft-boasted achievements no living person had ever seen recorded.