The table was smoking and hissing; and Romeo Clawbonny, who acted as the everyday house-servant, or footman, had several times intimated that it might be well to commence operations, as a cold breakfast was very cold comfort.

Thompsonians, vegetarianists, hydropaths, chromothermalists, even self-taught native “doctors” all ended up serving side by side with the skilled surgeons of the Army Medical Corps in times of extreme crisis.

The soldiers were parachuted behind enemy lines.

The Busby Berkeley stylisations are grim enough, but the high school lawn-mowing has to be seen to be disbelieved.