John Brown

see, was pained and sad. This was the first real 'dust-up' in the school. Blase-Bones gave his evidence

Lieutenant Blase-Bones apparently has a contempt for the New Army. I belong to the First Hundred Thousand, and I decline to be treated in th

turned gha

have to say?' i

s,

fence?' he a

ur shack, there's been nothing but gaw-damns and muttered revolution. Why, sir, we were t

sem, I presume,' said the

ut you know in the Western world

O. tactfully. 'Go on.' There was a tw

d a lift against these blasted Huns. But I ain't h

future officer you must realise that expressions of opinion have no bearing on the

n of a king is good enough for any two-pipped child in this institooshun. As for insolence, I reckon we Canadians ain

, unacquainted with the Canadian temper

n thousand dollars a year. Seems to me that your old machinery's all wrong. And I guess you can't do me in as long as

rembling. I felt

ont of the rank and file. It was an awkward position. Much depended on his decision. He knew there was a whole Canadian Government behind Tosher, and a House of Commons behind Ginger. He also knew that if he muddled the issue, the Wa

inger and inquired, 'Will

had complete conf

' he aske

it doesn't mean time in a s

It is not for you to reply on parade. If you have a grievance, come to me. I'm paid to keep everybody in order. I'm going to punish you for that. If

s,

oldiers. You have both been honoured by the King. Your officer has no right to cast aspersions on the New Army, an

've made a-mistake. I hope you will pardo

en,' said th

and Tosher quite well please

. knew