Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, August 8, 1917 by Various
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To take a kindly interest in
The trousers issued to the troops. _Enter_ Staff Officer. _Staff Officer_. Ho, slaves! your Colonel seeking have I come. _L. of C._ This is his house, but he is far from home. _Staff O._ And whither gone? Reply without delay. _L. of C._ Ask of the Captain. See, he comes this way. _Enter_ Captain _from dug-out_. _Captain_. Immaculate stranger, hail! What lucky chance Has brought you to this dirty bit of France? _Staff O_. Not chance. A conscientious Brigadier Has sent me hither. _Captain_. And what seek you here? _Staff_. I seek your Colonel. _Captain_. He is up the line. 'Tis said the foe will soon explode a mine, And we must be prepared should he attack. _Staff O_. I think I will await his coming back. |
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