GETTING A JOB.
John looked very gloomy.
"Pourquoi triste, John?" said I, knowing the language.
"Well, it's like this," said John, "the time has come when you and I must look for a job."
"That's all right," said I cheerfully. "We'll go and see the Advisory Committee. They'll put us up to a job in civil life. They're sitting there bubbling over with advice. Employers in England are simply falling over one another to find positions for brave young officers who—"
"Yes, I don't think," remarked John very sceptically. "I went to see the Advisory Committee two days ago. Perhaps I was rather unfortunate in arriving at the same time as the English mail; anyhow I came away with the following information and convictions:—
(1) That the easiest job in civil life is to sit on an Advisory Committee.
(2) That one is always either too old or too young for the Civil Services.
(3) That I was a devil of a good fellow and I'd won the War (they patted me on the back and told me so).