Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, August 29, 1917 by Various
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consideration, a thorough examination of that part of my anatomy on
which he was an acknowledged expert. When this was over I was invited to retire to the dressing-room and resume my garments while the Board held a protracted consultation on my case. On returning to the Board Room I was provided with a seat, and the President addressed me. "Well, Mr. Smith, we can find nothing constitutionally wrong with you. But tell me, have you ever had any serious illness?" I shook my head. I had always been abnormally healthy. "Think carefully," he urged. "We don't want to pass you as fit if we can help it." He seemed so anxious that I felt ashamed to disappoint him. "Well," I replied, "the only thing I can call to mind is that, according to my mother, I had a severe teething rash when I was ten months old." As I uttered these words the faces of all became suddenly grave. "That is quite enough, Mr. Smith," said the President. "You are given total exemption. You should never have been brought here at all, but I am sure you will realise that in times of national emergency mistakes of this nature are bound to occur. If you will apply to the Cashier on your way out he will give you a draft for twenty pounds, to reimburse you in some small way for the loss of your valuable time. Good-bye!" |
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