At a large practice of a company of cadets the captain swaggered up to the latest recruit and proceeded to give some instructions about his gun. “See here, my man, this thing is a rifle. Here is the barrel, there’s the slock. You slip the cartridge in There. Now you put the weapon to your shoulder. These little things on the barrel are the sights. When you have taken accurate aim, pull this little thing, which is the trigger. Now remember what I have told you. Smarten up and look like a soldier. By the way what is your business? A clerk, I suppose?” “No, sir,” was the reply, “I’m a gunsmith.”
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Wairarapa Times-Age, 28 December 1940, Page 8
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