. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 10 (September 5, 1919)]. efunny things. Do you go by a book? Why, no, Mrs. Van Schuyler hesi-tated a little, when Hilder interrupted. She dont cook herself, you dummy,he scoffed. She has a cook to do it. Well, it tasted so good I thought shemust have made it herself.* defendedJim, rising to the occasion. This drewforth from the girls an applause thatmade Jim expand. You see, maam, anything tastes fineafter the slum and canned willy we beenliving on so long now, he explained. Good gracious! What is cannedwilly? asked Miss Vickers. Canned willy? That w
. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 10 (September 5, 1919)]. efunny things. Do you go by a book? Why, no, Mrs. Van Schuyler hesi-tated a little, when Hilder interrupted. She dont cook herself, you dummy,he scoffed. She has a cook to do it. Well, it tasted so good I thought shemust have made it herself.* defendedJim, rising to the occasion. This drewforth from the girls an applause thatmade Jim expand. You see, maam, anything tastes fineafter the slum and canned willy we beenliving on so long now, he explained. Good gracious! What is cannedwilly? asked Miss Vickers. Canned willy? That was about asfrequent as goldfish, volunteered Kearns,by way of definition. This did not helpthe explanation much. Once in camp over there, stated Jim,we came to mess and found the cookhad already dealt out the bacon and itwas all cold and stuck to the plates inthe grease. You couldnt shake it offeven when you did this to it. Seizing the butter plate, he turned itupside down and shook it. The butterball dropped to the table cloth. Oh, he gasped, I thought The accepted method of dining in theA. E. F. is rarely followed in the salons ofFifth Avenue. Cecil will take care of it, said Schuyler. Its quite all right. Making you earn your keep to-day,Cecil, said the doughboy, as thatworthy was removing the butter, underthe disapproving glances of Hilder andKearns. Now, I got to watch my step, thatsall, Jim warned himself severely, anddevoted himself to concentrating on thenext course. THIS silent frame of mind carried himsafely through the dinner until heonce again became intensely interestedin the girl opposite. He did not like theengrossed way she talked to he noticed that he had the turkeyswishbone. Seeing in it an ally, hegrasped one end of it and held it acrossthe table to Miss Van Schuyler. Grab and yank! he ordered wish. Turkey bones never lose inthis game. Nothing loath, the girl fook hold ofthe other end and they pulled. The bone resiste
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