The American Legion Weekly [Volume 2, No7 (February 13, 1920)] . A man was being triedfor selling illicit liquor was offered inevidence. The jury re-turned after having takenfifteen minutes to try theevidence. Judge: What is theverdict? Foreman of the jury:Well, your honor, wewould like more evi-dence. The softest heartedman in the Army hasbeen discovered. Abunch of Bay-staters infull undress were givingvent to loud applauseas their uniforms werebeing fed to the delouser,when a corporal calledout: Dont cheer, boys;the poor devils aredying. The song that reached his heart Why are si
The American Legion Weekly [Volume 2, No7 (February 13, 1920)] . A man was being triedfor selling illicit liquor was offered inevidence. The jury re-turned after having takenfifteen minutes to try theevidence. Judge: What is theverdict? Foreman of the jury:Well, your honor, wewould like more evi-dence. The softest heartedman in the Army hasbeen discovered. Abunch of Bay-staters infull undress were givingvent to loud applauseas their uniforms werebeing fed to the delouser,when a corporal calledout: Dont cheer, boys;the poor devils aredying. The song that reached his heart Why are silk shirts a in? Sid Doun:luxury? Stan Dupp: Because you pay ten dol-lars for goods worth one dollar and yourcoat and vest coverall but a nickelsworth. Young man caller: Is Miss Smith. Maid: No sir. Miss Smith told me totell you she was not at home today. Young man caller: You tell MissSmith for me that I said I was glad Ichanged my mind and decided not to calltoday. Does your wifeever make you ex-change goods shebuys and doesntlike? She tried it exchanged a silkdress for a meer-schaum pipe. Fo de lan sakes, Mose, what am dematter wid yo face? Sho dats an accident. My wife, Mi-randy, done thowed a plate at me. Go long, yuh doan call dat no acci-dent, does yuh? Golly, yes. She done hit whut shethowed at. Cohen was drafted,and got to camp atfour oclock in the morning. At five-thirty reveille was blown. Not knowingwhat it was all about the new soldierwent outside to find the captain. Walkingup to him, he asked: Captain, vat time iss it? Five-thirty,was the reply. Vat? Five-thirty in the morn-ing? Sure. Veil, I vishyou would telldat feller its a finetime to be learn-ing to play a cor-net.
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