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tept Jack up with me to help carry my extra 

 rifle, ammunition case, telescope, etc. I was 

 firing at a range when Jack sat down close 

 "behind me, and very near to a sergeant from 

 a Suffolk corps, with whom he tried to get on 

 friendly terms. 



"Hez he a bit?" enquired Jack, pointing to 

 a little short pipe he had stuck in his tunic. 

 Getting no reply, he added, "I lay he doesn't use 

 ony." 



I overheard this, and when I had completed 

 my series of shots I said to the Sergeant, "I fear 

 you don't understand what my old Yorkshireman 

 said. He wanted to beg a pipe of tobacco." 



"Oh! did he?" said the Sergeant. "Here, 

 my good man," at the same time producing a big 

 pouch, "help yourself; and put some in your 

 own pouch as well." 



I left them together whilst I shot for another 

 prize, at a target not far away, and on my return, 

 Jack met me, remarking, "He's a varra nice man ; 

 he's a Suffolkshire man, an' he's asked me to 

 dinner. What d'ye say ? " 



