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The Indian Magazine
Volume 1, No. 4 — May 6, 1919

York Spur's Dope
Accomplishment.

"The great things have not all been done." That's a good thing to think about when you get to believing you can't do what the other fellow has done or is doing. Yes, a mighty lot of great things have been done, but there are thousands upon thousands that haven't been done, that are waiting for you to do them.

You say you can't. You may think you can't. But I say you can. And deep down inside you there's something tells you you can, and you know by that self-same feeling that you can be as great as the next one if you want to hard enough. Hard enough to develop and use every energy that's in you.

Kings and queens, and the presidents of the early days didn't have one-tenth the comforts we have today, and we haven't one-tenth of what is actually going to exist in fifty or a hundred years from now. The boys and men of a hundred years ago were in the same fix we are. They never once dreamed or thought it possible for such things to exist as the things we consider ordinary sights of the day. And yet it was those same boys and men who helped to make the present what it is today.

It's up to yoa [sic]. Other men have done things which you call great, and which you think you can't do. The difference is they did it, or are doing it now, while you are wondering about what they did. You are thinking of the other fellow's great doings, and of what you can't do, instead of thinking of what you yourself can and are going to do.

There's an opportunity for everybody, but everybody doesn't want the opportunity bad enough to chance a failure. Are you going to be one of the few who really succeed in life? Or would you rather not succeed? It's up to you, as it is up to me, and the world's before us." The great things have not all been done."

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Education.

When there's a race on, it's the man who "gets off," or gets started first who generally wins. He "gets the jump" on his competitor, and therefore has the advantage, but he doesn't always win. In this life of ours we've got to live a long time, and we've got to fight our way through in order to have enough to live on.

Life is a continual race, and the man who gets a thorough training when he's young has a great advantage over the man who does not, but he doesn't always win. The early training gives him a certain confidence that he can get along, and so he lets up a bit on his efforts. Then's the chance for us who haven't that thorough early training.

There are schools and there are books. There are lectures and there are talks. There are events of importance and events and happenings which have no great importance. It's these things, and the use we make of them, that are going to give us an even break with the man who had all the education money could buy when he was getting his high school and university training.

He feels as though he had earned a rest, and does not use his full ability, or he is plunging into affairs with equipment that makes it possible for him to do bigger things with less effort than another less fortunate. It's a problem that must be solved before we can win, whether we got an early start or a late one, and the only satisfactory answer to the problem is, work—study—and learn. After the work and study and learning, there's more work, more study and more learning to be done, else our efforts will amount to nothing.

The race is a long one, and is worth a hard try, regardless of the difficulties, and it's the best man who wins.

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Money.

A young man asked an older man how to get on in the world, and the older man told him: "It makes no difference, young man, whether your father owns a motor boat or not. Learn to paddle your own canoe." That brings up the question of father and son. The father wants to help the son out with money and influence. All well and good, if it's borrowed money and influence, and the son pays it back. It becomes business then. But when you go home and get ready to become a civilian again, will you be broke and depend on father? Or have you saved up something to carry you along until you can get a job, and help you along after you've got the job?

The "old man" may go broke or have financial troubles of his own. He will help you and do all he can for you, but it'll hurt, and the worst part of the hurt will be the knowledge that his boy hasn't anything of his own. The old man always likes to see his boy make money and keep it, and make that money work.

That's the idea of the motor boat and the canoe. It takes money to run a motor boat and keep it up, but not so much for the canoe—and it takes paddling to make the canoe go. It's the starting point. We've got to start for ourselves, if we haven't already done it, and repay what we've borrowed from "dad," and make enough and save enough so that we can help him out as he has helped us out, if he needs it.

 
Company C, Second Engineers

Company C, Second Engineers, has a first sergeant who is always looking forward to the accomplishment of great things.

At present, the height of his ambition is to stand before the Army of Occupation and have General Dickman say: "Sergeant, dismiss the army."

Personally, we do not believe our "fighting top" will realize his ambition, as he only has twenty more years in which to serve.

—Sgt. W. E. Schacht, Co. C, Second Engineers.
 
Certainly Not, Otto
Hönnigen, April 24

I beg the colonel to inspect the house at 54 Feld Strasse at the home of Mrs. Panzer. This woman has made a suit of underwear from American bedsacks, and now she is making two skirts from the same material for both her daughters. Is she allowed to have articles made from the material obtained from that source, found in her home?

(Signed) OTTO HEITRICH
 
The Gobs With The Second Division

You didn't know there were any gobs with the Second Division? Listen, my friends, where have you been these long months? Well, you are excused this time.

Yes, the gobs answer the "Doc" now, and when the seabags used to sing their doleful tune as they went to look for some perfectly good doughboy or leatherneck, they answered the "first aid," and they delivered the goods, too.

They were the ones who bandaged up some poor unfortunate, gave him a drink of water (perhaps the last), lighted the cigarette for him, and hustled him back to better and safer quarters. They were with the Marines, and are proud to be able to say they were with them through it all.

Here in the First Battalion of the Fifth a few of them are holding sick call each morning, listening and longing for the words that will send them back home, or back to the navy and a real uniform of blues again. Kept under the very competent hand of Dr. Shea (Lieut. M. C., U. S. N.), who guides, instructs and directs them, they are making a creditable showing, both around the sick bay and the companies, as the reports that the divisional surgeon sends out occasionally will show.

Though attempts are continually being made to put them down, they refused to stay put. First they lost Chief PhM. Gelette, whom all regretted to see go; and then it was Rogers, who took charge after the chief's departure. But things are still humming, however, under the guidance of George, pharmacist's mate first class, and even if you fail to see him on account of innumerable reports, he is still there.

Yes, they are real men — speaking athletically, of course. A good example is Griffith, pharmacists mate second class, who first brought attention to the gobs by some speedy playing on the Forty-ninth football team, and who is now "tossing the pill" for the Fifth Regiment's baseball team.

Among other "flatfeet" who bear the distinction of belonging to the "medical unit" of the First Battalion are PhM2c. Walker, Matthews, Deaver, Smith and Nichols; PhM3c. Leonard, Boyle, Budziuski, Crenshaw, Lawrence, and Cobb. With the exception of two or three, all contributed their bit toward the end and and some of them can boast the "crow de gook" and get away with it.

Even some of the army can lay claim of belonging to this "medical unit," Lieutenant Putnam, the dentist, and his able assistant, Pvt. C. Sutcliff. Better known throughout the battalion as "Dentical Charlie."

Despite the moans occasionally heard from some of the Marines, they do some wonderful work.

— 'JUST GOBS."
 
WHEW!

If you remember that: Things are never so good or so bad as they sem [sic]: and that is they seemed as good they really are, then they never could be so bad as they seem, and if they seemed as bad as they really are, then they never could be so bad as they seem, because, anything that is as bad as it seems is better than it really is for the reason that, knowing how bad a thing really is, is the best way of making it better; and when you make a thing better, you are taking away from it the element of time. Time is the only thing which gives the possibility of making things either better or worse than they really are. Thus time, and time only, will bring you to the place of your desire.

—Reis El Bara, Hdq. Co. 17th F. A.
 
Third Army's Big Show

Before what was probably the largest crowd ever assembled on Coblenz Island, the Third Army Horse Show and Tournament opened with a bang.

It was a regular community fair, on a magnificent scale, with the "fakir" features missing. Several hangars had been erected, and each had an exhibition of its own that attracted an endless stream of officers and men. The motor exhibit was excellent, and various makes for airplanes, tractors, trucks and cars were to be seen.

Another interesting exhibit was of various makes of machine guns, assembled and taken down. French, British, American and German airplanes were shown, including scout and bombing planes. These were open for free inspection, with competent officers to explain their works in detail and answer any questions concerning them.

The observation ("sausage") balloon, in the afternoon, gave a realistic exhibition of what an attack on a balloon by anti-aircraft guns is like, by releasing a quantity of smoke bombs while at a height of 2,000 feet.

The steeple-chase for officers was wildly exciting, and the addition of a few British and French officers added to the enthusiasm of the event. Perhaps some of these officers witnessed their first exhibition of real American "rooting."

There was no necessity for anyone to go hungry, as two hangars were set apart to feed officers and men with hot chocolate, sandwiches and doughnuts. Rolling kitchens were supplied for this work by the various welfare associations.
Carnival Notes.

The chilly wind and threatening weather Friday morning kept the attendance down, but in the afternoon officers and men turned out in force. More than a thousand French officers and poilus blended the horizon blue of their uniforms with the olive drab, while a French band prevented gaps in the flow of music.
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At the hangars where the "eats" were served by the welfare organizations, 6,000 men per hour were fed. This was made possible by the excellent arrangement whereby the men were admitted in six continuous streams .
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Among the planes on display, the German Fokker seemed to lead in interest. No wood enters into its construction, and it is one of the fastest and easiest maneuvering planes made.
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The old-fashioned circus parade, with its bandwagon, clown, kicking mule, and bareback riders. caused great amusement.
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Panoramic photographs of the Army of Occupation, carnival scenes, and cities along the Rhine, were on sale at one tent. Among them was an excellent picture of Secretary Daniels addressing the Second Division at Vallendar, April 18.

 
New Courses Announced

In addition to the classes already announced, the Educational Center desires applications to be filed for the following courses:

(A) Three months' courses to be given at the Vocational School at Engers: (1) Photography, use of camera, development, making of prints; (2) lithography, making of printers' cuts. (3) Mechanical drawing, making of working drawings. (4) Sign painting and lettering.

(B) Two weeks' course to be given at the Vocational School at Niederbieber: (5) Motorcycle and sidecar driving, including a general knowledge of carburetor, magneto, and tire repairing.

 
WHO SAID THE "TOP KICKER" IS UNPOPULAR?

Last week was closed in the Railhead Detachment with a musical program. The first sergeant made a brilliant "debut" in the latest song hit, "Tomorrow You Sign the Payroll." He was accompanied by the company clerk. The instrument used was an "Underwood." Ohly [sic] one incident occurred to mar a perfect evening. One buck, who has just received a G. C. M.. complained that it brought visions to him of cheerless days of enforced idleness.
—T. D. A., Railhead Detachment. *

 
SECRETARY BAKER AT EHRENBREITSTEIN

Secretary of War Newton D. Baker reviewed the Seventeenth Field Artillery at it's home in Ehrenbreitstein the 25th of April. While the boys where all at attention and not a soul stirring, some ex-shell greaser yelled, "I wanna go home."

It's a good thing the rest were at attention. Coming to a big buck the Secretary asked, "What state are you from?"

"From the baby state, sir."

"Texas?"
"No sir, Rhode Island."

A sergeant was asked what state he was from. "Washington, D. C." was the answer. He should have replied, "State of affairs, sir." Secretary Baker was very much pleased with the cleanliness of the old fortress.
—Cpl. B. G. Kmetz, Co. E 17th, F. A.

 
RECOMMENDATIONS

Employer: "Jones, your work is very unsatisfactory, and I will have to let you go. When I employed you I asked if you had any references and you said your company commander had recommended you very strongly. I would like to know what kind of an officer he was to recommend a man like you."

Ex-Buck: "As a matter of fact sir, he did recommend me several times for a court-martial."

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From all the German intelligence reports on how the division was repeatedly annihilated, the German people must think the Second has more lives than a cat.

 
BRAZ'S BAKERY BRIEFS

A major was sauntering along the street the other day, when his curiosity was aroused by a series of groaning, creaking and grinding sounds, which were louder and more persistent than the busy hum of the machinery inside our bakery.

"Why do they drag the oven chambers about over the floor like that?" he inquired of a buck who was standing nearby.

"Sir," replied the buck, "that ain't oven chambers. That's 'Gunboat' Parkins walking across the room with his new hobs on."

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Cpl. Archie Robinette is a real genius when it comes to inventing labor-saving devices and systems. While the company sojourned at Is-Sur-Tille, he discovered a system which eliminated the carrying of pans to the proof-racks. He would crawl along on his hands and knees, and push each pan along in front of him to save the trouble of carrying it. Great good might have come of this practice, if the C. 0. hadn't happened in and stopped it in its early stages. He told Archie that it was a bright idea, but that he was wearing out the pans.

Sgt. Morris N. Breazeale, Bakery Co. 319.

 
FROM THE DIVISION COMMANDER

"It affords me great satisfaction to be able to announce that, in the Third Army Carnival and Horse Show, the Second Division tied for first place with the troops of the Third Army in the Horse Show, and took second place in the Motor Show (events and exhibits combined).

"I desire to express my thanks for, and my deep appreciation of, the energetic, able and efficient work of the Horse Show committees, the officers in charge of the motor exhibits and track team, and of all the other officers and men of the Second Division, who participated in the Second Division and Third Corps Horse Shows, and the Third Army Carnival and Horse Show.

JOHN A. LEJEUNE,
Major General, U. S. M. C.,
Commanding.
 
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