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' THURSDAY, OCTOBER, 3, 1918,
i The Dead.
i It is with sorrow and regret
%w ¥Young Men’s Christian
tAssociation and the soldiers in
Meade reiarq the loss of so
“many of the fightmfi forces in
“edmp as a resplt of the epidemic
. Those who have died have not
Jied 1n vain. It is as if they had
fallen n})on the battlefield in
@rance, for théy were ready to
ttake their places in the line, and
fiey fought hard against the
iseas which dragged them
oWy, Those who remain will
Bot forget their valor, their en
shusiasm in bearing arms, their
Beli=sacrifice when it came to
fitering the hospital, their re
flsing treatment that others
ight receive ' it first, their
hiristian example as they pa
jently bore thieir suffering.
. Borrow is felt for their loved
mes at home, who will always
@ve the greater burden to car-
Y. War “means 'sadness for
hem, but it is the more poig
gnt when their own warriors
pMI" to return to hearth/and
pme. But they may rest as
jured that these men have
loven themselves worthy, sol
jjers. What more could one
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i Fight on, brave men and wom
-1 Life is indeed worth while.
Skhe clarion. call of -nations in
ged: sbunds in our ears. Let
- battle for freedom and let
urage be our watchword.
Bath shall not deter us; it is..
2 beginning of a new life,
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f " “Hunk o’ Tin.”
" (After Kipling's “‘Gungha Dbin.”)
?%: ¥ R. B. DARRE, Co. M, 63d Infantry.
_ }f. aay rave about your pay, or the hours
i .iyou drill a day, :
p most.anything a soldier kicks about,
i;‘ e’s one thing I have seen—since our
. Enfields came, I mean—
‘That makes aisoldier yell and rave and shout,
Dur Spri ld was some gun, wherewith to
W the Hun,
*""‘ii doughboys used to brag on them
kit er:
gh there's not much murmur yet, our old
SO gUN we can't forget,
4 ” iss it when we go across, you bet.
£'s tin, tin, tin, you bloomin’ hunk o’ tin,
| make a soldier heave 'til he's all in,
48" words I've said about you—
L 1 wish I were without you;
41 make me do the ‘‘Dutch act,”” hunk o’
R, R
fl e bolt, well, it's a scream; it's the
" best I've ever seen,
jou try ‘‘inspection’’ it will not return in
e “follo v r'* must be pushed, and it simply
- woun't be rushed,
: m ‘that you darn near lose your
§ gang a foot in rear 'till you take out
".-‘"j"‘)_, “the slack,
i woe be unto you if you don’t watch,
loose the hold you've got and it leaves
" you llke a shot,
I'then it takes a weck to get it back.
i¥'s tin, tin, tin, you oily, greasy, rusty
. hunk o' tin; -
1§ were a quartermaster,
il Jeave you even faster,
: ; ere of gold, you hunk lo' tin,
b 8 the sight-leaf /il find, it is placed
i 0 t.u-"- beh.l.nd ) {l ’
‘res arms’’ you simply cannot do,
“ffa hinlf a hundred humps and its dozen
vy it .:3 }w'll cut your hand in two.
"" .sight is bumense, its surrounded by
‘*w: cannot be tightened in a
Bther thiugs T see, what they are I do
Shillion parts of it just make me weep.
% tin, tin, tin
ipolrss old self-starting honk o' tin;
it joluts are whistling,
“Seep sme from re-cnlisting,
§ got mo plumb disgusted, buok o’ tin.
’fi "ag I've sald cnough, and T know
S wau’ll say it's tough,
Cwe Bave this monster canpon to adore,
oy =) ltus: the goode and con liums
S.~ l?!:: wl;up it can do now, soon
“the Lord we bave a volec, and In this
“thing bave the cloice,
end of the ‘‘gat” we want to be::
?mwm'u [rlth tbis gunm, when
T insgt the llan,
A eae ;fv: :\"hm. we mean by Liberty.
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S?r'! g.:;lcc\'.n: hunk o' tim;
Eh we hamile end varade you—
g biacksmith guy wio made you—
j* & beteer gun than tn_u;vhau. hunk @'
'-*“‘i‘ eke :
ißy Sergt. Joscph Reiliy -hae in
.;r“' kind of pie that he cails
he bottom crust werc we
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4 % i, SEERES s Ffii::’“?"‘-‘fi. S
T T L s (RO .gL
'BY CPL. ROBERT D. GOODWIN,
Forty-seventh Company, 154th Depot
Brigade.
Special éxtra: We will now sing
that enticing melody dedicated to the
Depot Brigade, entitled “We May Be
Here for a Long, Long Time.”
Wine, Women and Song—The Ini
tiative, Referendum and the Recall.
When these chilly nights roll around
1 understand why that Indian traded
New York for a blanket and a bottle
of rum. 3
Who can remember when we used to .
worry about the color and style of
our next pair of shoes?
The kalser—When I die, just think
what I will leave you.
Crown prince—Verily, “The sins of
the father.” , £
A bdinocular-minded chap wishes to
know what we are going to have for
dinner Thangsgiving day. Probably \\
a little Turkey, at least.
The first cross a fellow gets when
in the service is a few of them con
tained in the postscript of a letter
from his best girl. / :
Sergt. Paul A. Musselman took
Sergt. George E. Riggs over to Ad
miral, and after muklng sure he was
city “broke,” handed him his pass.
George came back “broke,” all right.
One of the boys was visited by his
“steady” girl a few nights ago, and
he took her to the performance at the
Liberty Theater. Just as the curtain
went up his girl noticed a small
thread upon his coat, and as the lights
were dimmed she took it between her
fingers and endeavored to remove fit.
Being in love, she absent mindedly
pulled at the thread all through the
show. Returning to his barracks,
some one asked the chap how he en
joyed the show:
“Fige,” he sald, “but for the life of
me I can't imagine what became of
my union suit.”
“Did you have chicken for dinner?”
asked Sergt. Buzit.
“No, with one,’ replied Corp. Beck.
Now let some statistician figure out
how many diamond studs have been
made over into engagement rings
since we began to go over.
No soldier was ever transferred to
the development battalions on ac
count of an appetite.
No man’s land—The battalion wood
pile. .
With girl messengers we will feel
more comfortable about sending that
‘“peace’” offering. No more “Hana
s?n]\e Harrys” to edge in on yo\nr best
girl.
Did the man who invented the
smoke screen hail from Pittsburgh?
Things to worry about: Help Want
-09, Male, 3
Would you say that a pawnbroker
was a timekeeper? ?
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De Keyser a Bridegroom. 1
The “V"” hut of the Knights of Co
lumbus was the scene of a very pret- ]
"ty military wedding Monday, Sep
tember 23, 1918. Nothing that has
happened in the 12th Battalion has |
caused as much interest as when
Miss Grace Masterson became the }
wife of Private Jacques F. De Key
ser. Chaplain Thomas G. Dunn, 12th ‘
Batallion, officiated. : :
Private De Keyser is a member of
the 47th Company, 154th Depot Bri- '
gade; hails from New Brunswick, N.
J., andis a graduate ©6f Augustine
College, Rock Island, 1111. His bride ~
was a: popular debytante of New
Brunswick. :
Miss Sylvian Shapiro of Perth Am
boy, N. J.,, was a pretty bridesmaid
snd Private Johmn Damguard, 47th
Company, acted in the capacity of
best man.
Owing to the conservation o‘, leath
er and food, the throwing of old shoes
and rice was dispensed with. Pri
vate and Mrs De Keyser will not be
able to enjoy their honeymoon until
later, as Private De Keyser is-await
ing transfer to the Western Engi
neers’ Training School.
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V-HUT NOTES. :
Hut V is being especially blessed
with good movies. The best--group
of operators in the camp have been
handling brand-new films every night
throughout the wast two weeks. Edu
cational movies, religious pictures,
charming plays and comedies have ;
entertained the *“boys” without fail.
It is to be hoped that this good rec
ord can be kept up.
Two exceptionally fine speakers -
graced our platform during the past
week. Secretary Cameron, direct from
the front in France, ,gave an address
on “The Spirit of France” that was
enjoved by a erowded house. Bish
op Stearley of Newark, N. J,, present
ed the characteristics of a good
fighter in such away as to benefit
every soldier in training.
The program of French study is be
ing carried out in excellent spirit and
with good results. It includes four
details weekly, Monday, Tuesday,
Thursday and Friday 4 p.m., and vol
‘ untary classes three times weekly at |
6:30 p.m. Monday, Wednesday and
- Fridov. Classes ave being developed
. for English and other subjects as rap
idly as possible.
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No Rustlers.
: From the Louisville Courier-Journal.
“Every man should have the right to
enjoy life, liberty and the pursuit of
. happiness.” . X
: - *“Some men ain't satisfied with the
t -mursuit of happiness,” declared Uncle
SR R oo Be- Sl e
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. ‘Troubles on the Rifle Range,
If all you sit tight,
Not try m the boat,
Abstain from throwing eggs and things,
To try and get my goat, -
I'll tell about the trip we made
Out to the target nnfe.
Conrre,d to home in old Camp Meade
I'd say it was ‘‘some change.’
We went out to the nrln{.llne
The bulls-eye for to stab,
When up pl?el a big ‘‘rookie,”’
“‘Now, which end do you grab |
On_ this here gol-darned rifle
When you want to make her go?
I sure can use a sling-shot,
But this thlnf'n got me sho’,
1 allus wuz hell throwin’ rocks :
To home in otefon.
But never larned in district school
: n’l‘h‘ way to p::.oste :‘{nnfi;‘
en up jum A Y,
To his &ul ‘height—five feet two;
“It 'ud take a whole darned colledge ‘
To elucidate to you. .
You cetch-it here ‘y this big end
~An' stick it ’‘ginst yer arm, - -
An’ if you fail to hold her tight :
You're shoré in line to larn
They's constellations in the sky 4
- No one else éver saw. e
Now, hold her tight, incline yer head,
The line uv -rlfht to draw, J
Then pull the trigger.”” Off she goes,
The rookie gave her slack,
And right away he found himself ‘
A'lying on his back bol
And counting stars that never shohe
Up in the blue, blue sky,
But came up smiling, full of grit
To take another try.
And so it went on down the line .
Until the work was done, .
And we were fully satisflied
That we'd outshoot the Hun, .
We kicked on thie mess sergeant,
The cook and the K. P.*
And swore we dida't get enough ’ :
To keep life in a fiea. ™
Baut still we had excitement ¥
To give the splee of life,
About the fruit we'd hidden,
And wild rumors were rife X
Conecerning where it came from
And when, and why, and how,
Then the mystery of the target range,
“Who milked the farmer’'s cow?’’
One night it started “raining
And the water stood around
Inside and all about the tents;
We theught we’d surely drown.,
I took m‘y little bedsack
And held it on my head
lleditatlnf on the Scriptures
Which I had often read.
The text that preachers often use
When 1 have heard them talk,
Was recalled ‘strongly 'to my mind— ]
“Pick up your bed and walk."” \
We stood around there ahakln,
Like we'd heard the blast of doom,
Enveloped in our blankets
And a state of deepest gloom.
The air was turned from black to blue
With remarks that we all made
About retaliation, all
Because of our fruit raid. ;
But our punishment for foraging
Became the more severe
When we visited the doctor,
And whispered in his ear :
Of the agony we suffered
And the truth to him we'd state,
That the fruits within our stomachs
Would refuse to arbitrate.
Then when the sun came out once more,
And dried us out ag‘.ln.
We forgot about our hardships
And our suffering for sin.
But that's the wtg a soldier does,
He growls when things ain't right,
But Just bet ;l'our bottom dollar
He'll be right there in a I;'M.
J. M. WOODS,
Sergt. Co. F, 63rd Inf.
*Kitchen police.
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“The @Gridiron.”
By CHAPLAIN'BYRON HESTER,
Oth Battalion, 154 D. B.
You'll have no ‘‘interference’’ in the game you
play in life, :
.For ench fellow’ll have his eye upon the goal;
Nor will be a ecat’s-paw just that you may
win the strife,
But he'll fight for self with might and main
and soul, .
There'll b 2 no ‘“‘interference’’ just between you
and the foe
To clear the way for you to hit the grit,
For each fellow'll want the pigskin; he will
want the bag o donfh.
And if you get it youw will have to go for it.
No s-‘(;onlllmodutlng center will pass to you the
i,
_No (‘unrterhack will signal when 'tis thrown ;)
Nor wiil th.y gt beliind and push, just like (
human wall,
But, un:ided, you must play the game alone:
No brilliant niay cf teamwork will be seen upon
the field,
But b;* teamwork of your powers there must
An aleriness of the intellect, a body always
steeled,
A witl to act as promptly as to sce.
*Life’s game -is hard and snappy, and if a
fellow has the grit
He l‘nay run between the goal posts by-and-
DY ;
But it takes a scrappin’ spirit and it takes a
lictle wit, .
And nn eagerness to fight it out or die.
You may meet a fiying tackle that sprawls you
. in a pile,
Andfl.n:akes you see the solar sysfem in a
ash ;
Have the pigskin taken from you down the
field about a mile,
. So your ’tock may drop to 30 cents in cash.
But yo'~' not playing for the pigskin, you'se
playing for the game,
So ¢e not let 2 “‘serudb’” fill in your place. ;
If you're losing or a winnin’, it matters just
the same;
So up, and shew the demon in your face.
Yes, show the serappin’ spirit; it's neither here
nor there
If there’s not a single touchdown to your
name.
The referee has decrced it that the man whe
fair and Square
Puts up & siruggle is the man who wins the
game,
When Father Time hes blown the avhistle we
will haje a spook brigade,
. WIK‘:I a:t Just the hard-fought game of life
s done,
In the night of death that follows we win
all go on parade -
Te colebrate the game that we have won.
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- When Victory Comes.
On the eve of transformation, N
When the leaders of each nation
Meet, to set the compass for our future
course;
Wilhelm’s cohorts cease existence,
Just because of their resistance. ~
As a nation they’ll be dropped without re
morse,
Only friendly nations meeting, .
With hearts filled with loyal greeting,
. Now that nations ne'er again shail disagree.
The great topic at that session
Will be of the Hun's transgression
And in what form his punishment shall be,
. He'll be punished most severely.
\ Does not justice point quite clearly
To the reparation he’ll be forced to make?
For the crimes by him committed 3
He will never be permitted
With other nations any part to take.
He'll be blotted out forever.
We must show him his endeavor
To eonquer all the world was out of place,
Though we are not superhuman,
We can meet in close communion
Al other members of the human race.
Then a brotherhood fraternal
Will continue on eternal.
Those held in bonds of ignorance, release.
Friendship, duty intertwinl : c
Make all ties between u ding, . P
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Sergt. Hagan and Corp. Donegar
Were Heroes of Chatean
Thierry Battles.
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Several members of the 164th Depot
Brigade, who chanced to be around
Y. M. C. A, CC Satprday afternoon
were 'given a rare treat in talking
with two overseas heroes, Sergt. Roger
J. Hagan and Corp. William C. Done
gar. They arrived in camp last week
to become instructors here with the
71st Infantry. When they arrived
who should they chance upon but an
old pal of overseas d'i:. Robert
Forber, Headquarters Company, D. B.
Forbes was gassed several months
'ago, and after a short time at Fort
McHenry was transferred here,
Hagan and Donegar are stflking
examples of the genuine fightisg
“yYank,” and their narration of their
experiences as members of the 23d
Infantry, 2d Division, an outfit that
-did wonderful work at Chateau
Thierry, is indeed inspiring. These
boys went through hand-to-hand
fighting, went -through @as attacks,
saw their comrades fall on all sides,
and themselves led comrades on and
on with the true American ‘“conquer
or die” spirit. 3
Fought in Mexico.
Both chaps are old Army men and
served throughout the Mexican border
disturbance. Their first stop after
crossing the water was near Verdun,
and here they tasted for the first time
the Hun method of warfare. Both are
extremely strenuous in their assertion
that the Germans can never win. They
say the American-method of fighting
is much too strenuous for the Huns,
who lose their grip when the “Yanks”
start in to “clean up.” j
Sergt. Hagan did particularly fine
work in the Chateau Thierry combat.
For some time he led a platoon, and
as the result of one special piece of
“cleaning up” he has been cited and
given the honor of wearing a special
mention medal. This particular piece
of work consisted of capturing four- -
teen anti-aircraft guns, eight machine
guns and five one-pounders\. Corp.
onegar has heen awarded a} special
French decoration for consistent bravery
while under fire.
But is a citation from Gen. Pershing
which is a common bond between the
boys and rightfully makes them proud
of their unit, the 2d Division. This
citation was issued July 21, the day
following Gen. Pershing’s visit to the
unit’s headquarters. The citation reads
as follows; ; :
Pershing’s Praise.
“It is with keen pride %hat the divi
sion commander transmits to the com
mand the congratulations and affec- \
tionate personal greetings of Gen.
Pershing, who visited the division
headquarters lagt night. His praise of
the gallant work of the division on
the 18th and 19th is echoed by the
French high command, the American
expeditionary forces, and in a tele
gram from the former division com
mander.
“In spite of two sleepless nights,
lJong marches through rain and mud,
and the~ discomforts of hunger and
thirst, the division attacked side by
' side with the gallant Ist Moroccan
Division and maintained itself with -
credit. You advanced over six miles,
captured over 3,000, prisoners, eleven
batteries of artillery, over a hundred
machine guns, minnenwerfers and sup
plies. The 2d Division has sustained
the best traditions of the Regular
Army and the DMarine Corps. The
story of your achievements will be
told in millions of homes in all allied
lands tonight.”
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another type of A...erican that gives
us an awful pai. is the constructive
critic whose atti‘ude seems to be that
he isn’'t m~i~~ - proud of his coun
try until he has to. o
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PHOTOGRAPHS INTROBICES
“Y” SECRETARIES T 0 B 0
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Hut “V” Originatés Novel Jdea
Posting - Picturés of . Eatin
Staff of Y. M. C, A. Workers.
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As the soldier' boys enter Hut :
they are greeted with this\ slog
“Welcome to Hut V.” Abdve this|
slogan are arrangeéd the length
photos of the entire ‘staff of secr@s
taries, with their names and position#
By looking over these plctures the
boys readily can tell what secretarish
are on desk duty, and it is proving 8|
mighty fine way for the varicus secré=L
taries to be recognizeéd ‘and 7..\ ‘
quainted with the men who visit thé§
hut. ' g .. 0
Mr. Hosley, the business secrétary,
is the originator of the idea and made |
the photos and disphay. o
The staff thus displayed is Mr. g‘fi
ham, executive secretar‘. from - |
York state; Mr. Hosley, business see
retary, Pennsylvania; Mr., Merrhman
educational director, Indiana; M¥P.
Amoss, social work-.director, Georgl
and Mr. Stanley, religious work di
rector, New Jersey. ' g ;
A good one on “Dad” 'Stanle;gr@
ligious work director_at Hut “V”: 3 |
First Camp Meadel Veteran—Hey,
Bill! Dad Stanley is goin® to p E
over to Hut “V” at 9 o’clock and 8 °
vaudeville star is on at 10. ey |
Second Camp Meade ',Vet_exa&-'-'fi
right, 01d Socks! Wake me up at 11%
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To be serious, “Dad” Stanley 18 one -
of the boys—sixty-three years old and .
as lively as a colt. ‘The boys will 48
anything for “dad” and he is one 0
the shining lights in the midway gec>
tion. o e e
Motto of the flu patients in. m vay
section: “Use ukulele oil; ask dad, he
knows."™ . B
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BATTERY B, 33D ARTILLERY."
Declared. Best in- Regiment Mx
N AR PP ‘-,4
: Latter Camp Star. =tj
Pattery -B, 33d Field Artillery, ui
the best battery in the regiment, and’
the 33d -Regiment, Field Artillery; is'!
the best outfit in the eamp.. =~
Battery B, challenges any other er
ganization to anything. * - -7 "At
Our officers are all “abos."*"-‘h;‘ttif
of them have been through thé '*e p
“over there” and have the “stuft.” = &
% Battery Bis quartered in Q b k,
Q 23 and Qlls, to be exact, and invites
the soldiers of the cam*tto’:'_ oK
real live-wire, snappy outfit in & in
by dropping around some timeé. = o .
Top-kicker Quenson is the 3
\ top-sergeant in captivity with a'sense
_of humor. SR
Therf is only one to pattern ik
Sergt./ “Chisel” Mendelssohn. An
the supply sergeant primer—Oh, Boy!
You simply have to meet him: ©==
About Tuesday, after the-boys ge
back from Baltimore, the mail I 8
heavy that Corp. Robey is going to
apply for the use of a five-ton Src
to carry it. He .is willing to Swear
that the “B” boys are the World
champion heartbreakers. -Womn't ¢
sweet little Baltimore girls sigh when
. the battery leaves. You tell 'em T
at rest. A & TR
Corp. “Dizzy” Weaver géts mail %w
and then also.
While this bouquet-throwh:r 18 go
ing on it won’t hurt to mention ¥ t
we have a ball team “what am.’* =
We might also pull the old ga
about necessity and invention. —AlNt
tle music was needed to help out
these forthcoming October days. A
det2il was formed. Result, truck :
solutely commandeered, trip to Bai
timore. two pianos in the barra g
cost, nothing. All in a half & i ¥
Can you beat this? : AN
Have -you a little ‘“flue” lu"'@r
barrack? e
We are buying liberty bonds. How
about it, buddy? ST
ACTING SERGT. IRA EMERICH.