THE REAL GRIEVANCE OFFICE.

(_BEFORE_ MR. COMMISSIONER PUNCH.)

_A Medical Officer (with martial manner, and well set up)

introduced._

_The Commissioner_. Well, Sir--may I call you Colonel?--what can I do

for you?

_Medical Officer_ (_smiling_). I am afraid, Sir, you may give me no

military rank, as it would be contrary to the Regulations.

_The Com._ Have I not the pleasure of addressing a soldier?

[Illustration]

_Med. Off._ Well, yes, Sir, I suppose I may claim that title. I

am an Army Surgeon, and in that capacity have not only to risk my

life equally with my comrades in the field, but have to brave the

additional danger inseparable from the fever-wards of a hospital. As

a matter of fact many of my colleagues have earned the V.C., and not

a few taken command when their aid was needed. I hope you have not

forgotten ANTHONY HOME WYLIE and MACKINNON.

_The Com._ Certainly not--they are gallant fellows. Well, I am sorry

to see you here, Doctor--what can I do for you?

_Med. Off._ I would ask your good services, Sir, to get us greater

recognition in the Army. Pray understand we do not wish to be called

Captain, Major, or Colonel, merely to "peacock" before civilians,

but because, without official recognition of our true status, we are

treated as inferior beings by the youngest subaltern in any battalion

to which we may be attached.

_The Com._ Surely, Doctor, the title you have secured by scientific

attainments, takes precedence of all others more easily obtained?

_Med. Off._ Possibly, in a College common-room, but not at a

mess-table of a _dépôt_ centre. That I express the general opinion of

members of my profession is proved by the fact that it is shared by

Sir ANDREW CLARK, the President of the Royal College of Physicians.

_The Com._ Well, what would you propose?

_Med. Off._ That we should be put on the same footing so far as

rank is concerned, with officers in the Commissariat and other

non-actively-combatant branches of the Army. We are merely fighting

the fight fought years ago by another scientific corps, the Royal

Engineers.

_The Com._ But surely, Doctor, the officers you have mentioned know

something of their drill?

_Med. Off._ If that is the difficulty, let us make ourselves equally

proficient. The more we are in touch with the so-called combatant

officers the better.

_The Com._ Well, certainly, if you are good drills (and have some

knowledge of the internal economy of a regiment, and the rudiments

of military law) I cannot see why you should not enjoy the rank to

which you aspire. I wish you every success in your application. After

all, you are masters of the situation. If your superior officers are

unreasonable--physic them!

[_The Witness after returning thanks, then withdrew._

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