Category: Short Stories
The Joke was born one October day in the trench called Mechanics, not so far from Loos. We had just come back into the line after six days in reserve, and, the afternoon being quiet, I was writing my daily letter to Celia. I was telling her about our cat, imported into our dug...
_Extract from letter_: "We came back to the line to-day to find that the cat had kittened. However, as all the rats seem to have rottened we are much as we were."
2. Chapter 2I was supposed to be writing a Revue at this time for a certain impresario. I wasn't getting on very fast, because whenever I suggested a scene to him, he either said, "Oh, that...
3. Chapter 3"I am an artist," I said, thumping my heart and forehead and other seats of the emotions. "I don't happen to _see_ rats there, and if I don't see them I can't write about them....
4. Chapter 4I sat down and wrote the article. Working up gradually to the subject of rats, and even more gradually intertwining it, so to speak, with the subject of cats, I brought off in o...
1. Chapter 1The Joke was born one October day in the trench called Mechanics, not so far from Loos. We had just come back into the line after six days in reserve, and, the afternoon being q...