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Show Regrettable Error. The battalion was In camp. Tents had been pitched aud all made shipshape. ship-shape. The cooks had lit their fires and dixies were simmering sweetfy. The sergeant major made Utt rounds. J "Tripe and unyUhs for supper," he saUV. "Get the tripe ready." One of the cooks looked up In gur- -prise. "But where's the trolpe, sir?" ba asked. "Hanging up on that tent pole," was the reply. "Lor'," said the cook, "nn' I Just been wiping me 'ands on It ! Tort It was a dirty towel." London Answers. |