§ 149 There Would Be Three in All
Out on the Pacific Coast, where the Japanese question and the prospect of a war with Japan are ever-living issues, a group of the hands at a canning factory were spending part of their lunch hour discussing these vital questions. Sitting on a packing case was a lank Oregonian munching the last bites of his sandwich and taking no part in the discussion. The foreman addressed him.
“Look a-here, Jeff,” said the foreman. “How do you feel about it? If the Japs were to land an invading army in this country I suppose you’d go to the front, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, I’d go,” said Jeff. “Me and two others that I knows of.”
“What two others?” inquired the foreman.
“Why, the two that’ll drag me there,” said Jeff.