A soldier belonging to a brigade in command of a General who believed in
a celibate army asked permission to marry, as he had two good-conduct
badges and money in the savings-bank.
"Well, go-away," said the General, "and if you come back to me a year
from today in the same frame of mind you shall marry. I'll keep the
vacancy."
On the anniversary the soldier repeated his request.
"But do you really, after a year, want to marry?" inquired the General
in a surprised tone.
"Yes, sir; very much."
"Sergeant-Major, take his name down. Yes, you may marry. I never
believed there was so much constancy in man or woman. Right face; quick
march!"
As the man left the room, turning his head, he said, "Thank you, sir;
but it isn't the same woman."