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| Page One THE INDIAN VOLUME I, NUMBER 10. JUNE 17, 1919 NEUNWIED-ON-THE-RHINE PRETTy RHINELAND WEDDING 1/AN CUPID VISITS ARMY OF OCCUPATION, AND CHARMING "Y" GIRL MARRIES DASHING LIEU- TENANT—ROMANCE BEGUN IN OLD KENTUCKY CULMINATES AT WOLLENDORP ON THE RHINE A romance of the war, a romance of the Second Division, a romance that began seven years ago in an old Kentucky town, was culminated Friday, June 6th, on the shores of the Rhine, when Miss Meade Starkey, of the Y. M. C. A. became the bride of Lieut. Hubert Crane, Twelfth Field Artillery. The Second Division has a record unequalled in the annals of the war; now comes a new and unique distinction—the "Indians" have staged the most beautiful and impressive wedding in Germany under the Stars and Stripes. Seven years ago Meade Starkey and Hubert Crane were schoolmates in Louisville, Kentucky. Meade was a slender girl with soft, southern eyes and,a voice just turning contralto, while young Crane counted the admirers who flocked around the Starkey porch of a Sunday afternoon and concluded that there .was just one girl in the world for him. Many things happened since then—chiefly the war, which first separated then brought them together. Crane enlisted when the first officers' training camp was filled before he could get in, and has been with the Second since the Bois de Belleau. Meade Starkey knew he was "somewhere in France"—that was all. She toured the camps back home, singing to the boys who were waiting to get over, and then decided to follow them and come on over here to sing. She arrived in Paris less than three months ago and was taken into the "Just Girls" Unit. Being one of the best musical units that ever came over, "Just Girls" were assigned to the Army of Occupation and detailed from the Coblenz office to the Second Division. About one hour after the live girls arrived in Neuwied, at the Y. M. C. A. Officers' Club they ran into Crane, who had recently been commissioned as a second lieutenant with the Twelfth Field Artillery. Of course, whom Destiny bath brought together no man could rend asunder, especially in a moonlit garden on the Rhine in May. The youthful love was rekindled, and old vows were renewed. So it happened that at a dance at the headquarters of the second battalion of the Twelfth Field Artillery, one night after "Just Girls" had given a performance for Lieutenant Crahe's outfit, Colonel Van Holsendorl, commanding the battalion, scented the romance and decided that the wedding take place here and now. Accordingly, on June 2nd, after celebrating the first anniversary of Chateau Thierry, a huge party was given at the Officers' Club in Itheinbrohl, at which Major General Lejeune announced the coming marriage. It was a fitting prelude, the charming speech of the commanding general, followed by a salute kern a French "seventy-live," and the wistful strains of "My Old Kentucky Home" from a hidden orchestra. On Friday', June 6, the ceremony took place at \Vol-tended, at Colonel Van Holsendorf's "P. C.," in a lovely garden on the Rhine. It was a true military wedding, with all military honors, witnessed by distinguished officials. The spacious grounds were beautifully decorated. On either side of the entrance was placed a "seventy-five" from the bridegroom's battery, and on the wrought iron gales a red triangle, symbolizing the "I'," and the ,crossed cannon, made of flowers. An altar was arranged in front of a clump of shrubbery, with a tall cross of white flowers and leaves, and a kneeling bench and rail covered with flowers, between the national and regimental colors. The altar was flanked by guns decorated with the Croix do Guerre won by the regiment, and at the right, behind another clump of shrubs and palms, was hidden an orchestra. Facing the altar, on the lawn, were assembled the guests. The groom's entire regiment was present, and a battery from his battalion was lined up at attention along the shaded lane through which passed the bride and her attendants. The orcheitra opened softly with the bridal march , from "Lohengrin; and down the path at one side |
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| Page Two THE INDIAN came the bride and her maids, while the groom and his attendants came from the opposite side, in a slow, impressive march. The bridesmaids were the other four members of the "Just Girls" unit— Margaret Coleman, Diana Ewe ner, Anne Walter and Yetta Geffen. Each wore a different gown and carried an armful of flowers to form an effective color scheme, and the result was a charming picture. Each girl is a different. type, which added to the effectiveness of the whole. Behind the bridesmaids, on the arm of Colonel Van Holsendorf, came the bride. She was truly beautiful in a wedding gown of white net, and carried a white prayer book from which hung a shower of yellow pansies caught in white ribbons. As the processions moved toward the altar each bridesmaid was met by a groomsman and passed between the colors, forming a double aisle through which passed the bride on the colonel's arm, and the groom with his best man, Capt. K. L. Nelson, aide to General Lejeune. According to the Episcopal Church, the betrothal service was first read by Chaplain Talbott, of the Twelfth Field Artillery, then Chaplain Willis, in his robes, performed the marriage ceremony, while the orchestra played softly. After the ceremony the bridal party marched wider an arch of crossed swords formed by officers of the Twelfth Field Artillery, and another arch of crossed rifles with fixed bayonets formed by a platoon of marines. A wedding dinner and a dance followed at the residence of General Leteune. The groomsmen were: Lt. Col. A. D. Bruce, Capt. W. L. Taylor, Lieutenant Rompell and Lieutenant Arbacker. The swordsmen were: Lieutenants Farr, Williams Birely, Schmidt, Foss, Hogarth and Sho-ber, of the Twelfth Field Artillery; Lieutenants McKevin and Shepherd, of the Fifth Marines, and Lieutenant Stoneburner, of the Fifteenth Field Artillery. 'two additional swordsmen were named at the last moment. They were Andre Ernest Rosquin Guil-lovard and his brother, Hubert Eugene Rosquin Guillovard, two small French boys adopted by Capt. Alan L. Campbell, of the Twelfth Field. Ushers were: Lieutenants Clarke, Klein, Brown-low, Gaffey, Kimberly, Murray and George, all of the Twelfth Field Artillery. Three days before the ceremony the couple were civilly married by German law, in Coblenz, so for a while they were "Herr and Frau Crane." Did we say that a romance was "culminated?" No, it has just begun. For this Second Division couple, both with the Star and Indian Head on their sleeves, are at present honeymooning in Germany and France, and then, upon Lieutenant Crane's discharge, will make Paris their home. —Vella Geffen. HEDDESDORF LIFE Heddesdorf, Germany, is a village of seven or eight hundred people, and several hundred Germans. It is bounded on the north by Germany, on the east by a cemetery, on the south by Neuwied, and on the west by the American ball-spiel park. The German portion of the population of the town derive a living from the sale of souvenirs, washing clothes, gardening, and the sale of near-beer and diluted wine. The Americans work at truck driving. From all information oblitinable from the German population, the Americans arc a peculiar people. Their principal article of diet is chocolate. Before the war the principal amusement of the Germans consisted of a "fest." The people would assemble in two files, the mlidehens on the left side of the Street and the 'Winner on the right. In the middle of the street stood viol vein and schnapps. At a given signal, the zatidchens would tanzen four steps. which brought them close to the wine. At the same time, tlie manner goose-stepped towards the schnapps. At another signal, five minutes was spent in silent hating of England. At the third signal, the assembly sang "Deutschland (tier Allies." Then with the fourth signal, they drank to "Der Tog." SchiSn, gella? —Company F, Second Supply Train. TRUCK WITH A RECORD Three-ton Packard truck issued to the First Field Signal Battalion, May 18th, 1918, at Robert-Espagne. France. When issued its speedometer registered 1000 miles. Since then it has been driven 9,000 unites more, carrying wire from signal dumps in the rear to the signal dump, Second Division, and from there to the signal stations at brigade and regimental headquarters. It has worked through every engagement with the Second Division, has never been in the shop for overhauling or repair. One trip made with this truck was a round trip from Somme-py to Souilly and return, a distance of 140 miles. On the return trip it carried forty-five 250-pound reels of wire, a total of 11,250 pounds. Another long trip was from Fosse to Paris and return, bringing back the same quantity of wire and picking up fourteen men at Bayonvilje and bringing them on to Fosse. Since the issue of the truck it has been driven by Chauffeur William E. Stillwell, with Corp. James C. Fairleo as helper. |
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| Page Three THE INDIAN HALF PAGE IMAGE REGIMENTAL HEADQUARTERS, SIXTH MARINES A large number of boys in the surrounding towns took the privilege to go through the castle Sunday afternoon, when all the doors were thrown open to visitors. --a— Pet. T. Chenet wins the golden horseshoe for having the best line about the different relics. He told the boys more about the things in the castle than an M. P. in Paris could tell about the war on the front line. —*— Congratulations to you, Lieutenant Bennett, and may your career be one filled with pleasure. (The boys at regimental). "Kid" Long is in good shape for his bout with "Speed" Orak of Cleveland. The "Kid" has been (ruining strenuously for the past two weeks and should whip his opponent easily. --*-- A great deal of comment could be heard, especially when the guide would lead each group of sightseers into the armor room, where there are many souvenirs of former wars decorating the walls. Such expressions as "bon souvenir," "some castle," "Gee, I wish I had that to send home." "This is the finest collection of relics I have ever seen," and many others could be heard on all aides. —*— "Doc" Whalin and "Pat" Ryan hold the title as ten- nis champions of regimental headquarters. —F. L. Renton, Cpl., U. S. M C. WITH THE MULE SKINNERS "Spic" Jenkins is afraid we will go home before he gets his collars and bits cleaned. "Four-line" Oreely says he is sitting on the world. —*— Our "gunnery corporal stable sergeant" can say "commence grooming" pretty snappy, but he is pretty slow about saying "cease grooming." Jimmy Oglerby heard a "Heinle" kid singing "It's a Long Way to Tipperary," and ho says, "Yeah, but tie a durned sight longer to Tennessee." —Pet. R. E. McCormick, 1st Bat, 6th Marines. |
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| Page Four INDIAN EIGHTH COMPANY, FIFTH MARINES One year ago, on June 2, things were happening rather fast, and we are all aware of the outcome. Therefore, in accordance with the views of our gen. eral, as well as our own, on June 2 of this year we endeavored to celebrate the anniversary of our first great battle, and also to honor the memory of our "buddies" who were left back there in the woods and wheat fields. During the morning we were entertained by bands and theatrical troupes passing through the town. Our nearest neighbors, the Sixty-sixth Company, who are stationed at Wolfnacher, were our guests for the day, and they arrived accompanied by both their galley and mascot. The mess hall was decorated in a very appropriate and becoming manner. Evergreens hung down from the ceiling, ferns decorated the tables, and upon the stage two machine guns were mounted at the front corners, covered with very attractive floral designs, while at the rear corners two stacks of arms formed the base for more wreaths of flowers. A memorial service was recited by a Y. M. C. A. lady, in honor of our dead comrades. The chow was about the most successful part of the celebration, and we all desire to express our appreciation to Sergeant Quirk and his assistants. The food was more appreciated in view of the fact that last year we were hungry and had none. Our guests defeated our own team in a ball game, while the renowned Eighth Company mule skinners served refreshments to the lusty-voiced rooters. "Spud" Murphy proved that his trainer's efforts have not been in vain. Our esteemed brother, Sergeant Castello, engaged wholeheartedly in the demonstrations, and considers being tossed in a blanket about the moat exciting sport in which he ever participated, except maybe going over the top. —Cpl. R. E. Odell. * EIGHTIETH COMPANY, SIXTH MARINES Pvt. George Boyum claims to weigh 158 pounds—but he weighed with his shoes on. —*— The high cost of living doesn't bother Corporal White in the least. You should see him eat. —*--- Pvt. Walter Tiernan is leaving for the States. We'll all miss you, Walter. —*— Lieut. Arthur S. King was at Honningen to review Battery B, Twelfth Field, as they crossed the pontoon brigde built by the engineers. He reports that the artillery held a good line, with the exception of one horse which was out of step. But this was on account of a rough sea. Corporal Fields, while marking targets on the rifle range, sent in for more red flags. When asked what he had done with the ones he had, the corporal explained he had worn them out marking Private Danes' scores. Who Said We're Downhearted? —*— Anyone visiting Rhinebrohl should not fail to see George Rumschlag's laughing mule. —Pvt. Duckey Hartman. —*---- ONLY A SMILE When you've lost all you've had, And you're nearly gone mad, And a foot seems more than a mile, And your chin's hanging down, And you're wearing a frown, That's the time to cheer up and smile. When you're all out of breath, And you're hoping for death, And nothing seems hardly worth while, And you're far off from home, And your mind starts to roam, There's nothing like trying to smile. When you're all out of grit, And you're ready to quit, And you're looking like a salvage pile, And you're a world-beaten bloat, And your heart starts to float, Just try your damnedest to smile. When your knees start to sink, And you can't even think, And the world looks you square in the eye, If once in a while, You'll try hard to smile, It won't be so hard to die. —Cpl. B. G. Kmetz, Battery B, 17th F. A. |
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| Page Five THE INDIAN FIRST FIELD SIGNAL BATTALION Recent statistics prove that, in addition to leading all other divisions in almost everything, the Second Division also leads in number of men mentally deranged. We have a whole Sanitary Train in Sayn. (Don't hit him, it isn't his fault he's that way.) Why is it when some actor (ham or otherwise) makes a crack at the officers, that everybody on the main floor always turns and looks up at the officers' gallery to see how they are taking it? When we go back to the States will we have to go through Ellis Island and have to show our fifty dollars before being admitted to the United States? —0. A Anderson. ---- COMPANY B, FIRST FIELD SIGNAL BATTALION The German people are disappointed because the American troops don't wear feathers and paint to match their war whoops. The members of Company B suspect the mess sergeant of being in "cahoots" with the recruiting officer from the "chuck" he puts out for Sunday dinners. --a — Don't forget the new Ore team. In case of a hot time give them a call. It's hardly fair to see "Slim" Ladner pose as a hook and ladder all alone. "Slim" declares that's nothing, and says that in his home town in Alabama he's the whole team. We believe it. "Paris (Green) Bretton." In order to more thoroughly cover the activities of B Company, the correspondent to The Indian has ap- pointed a staff of seven sub-correspondents, or re- porters, so that there will be a reporter to every ten men in the outfit, thus every man will be under constant surveillance. If Private Miller accepts any more potato flapjacks, if "Joe" Claveau makes any more dates with that Red Cross nurse in Coblenz, if Private Tripp and "cronies" have any more late suppers, if "Louie" Kraft should be found to accompany a German on a violin, the facts will be noted and made public. Any unusual occurrence, such as Sergeants McAlister or Dyer getting up in time for breakfast will receive due httention. "I have an excellent piece of poetry for The Indian," said M. S. E. Root, one day last week, and he displayed some nicely written lines about a dying signalman. who lay in an empty dugout with a desolate comrade standing beside him. "I made it up last summer when we were in Chateau Thierry," he explained. Half an hour latter in came Sergeant ---. (Name left out for pugilistic reasons.) "I've got a dandy parody for The Indian," he said. "I made it up last summer when we were coming out of the Champagne front." And he showed us some lines in which still another dying soldier lay in an empty dugout with still another comrade standing beside him with drooping head. While we debated which of these two poets should be allowed to claim the honor for the composition, the weekly issue of The Indian appeared, and the first thing to catch our eye was a poem which depicted a marine dying in an empty dugout with a marine comrade standing beside him with a drooping head. Now we want the privilege of asking the author for the solution of the question that is troubling us, viz.: How could the dugout be empty if there were two full-grown soldiers in it, and did the one have.a drooping head because he was sorry for his comrades or just because it was that kind of a dugout? DeVault. LOST—In truck coming from Coblenz to Horhausen, on evening of May 28th, one black leather pocketbook, containing seventy-five dollar Y. M. C. A. money order receipt, Second Division Association membership, one dollar, and several old passes and poem. Finder kindly notify Cpl. James T. Keith, Company B. Fifth Machine Gun Battalion. A. E. F., A. P. O. 710. |
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| Page Six THE INDIAN A Company. Our company is going some on the range. For ex. ample, Private Marshall says he's been getting about all "artillery bulls." The captain asked him if he was doing good shooting. tie said: "Yes sir! Good shooting, but no good scoring." He'll make expert—what? —Pvt. T. W. Stoma. —*— I Company. The first platoon played the third platoon the other day, and with the aid of about tour umpires, slipped it over to the tune of 12 to 0. Osterman, of the first, captured a nice fly ball out in right field alter he had bombarded it all over the field with an excited hobnail barrage. Sgt. Pete Kornet will probably sell some of his players next season to the big leagues. Cpl. Joe Goodman says that on account of guard coming every other day, he does not get a chance to Chew any more. The latest rumors have it that he is going to swear off. Mess Sergeant Davis has just gotten some nice. new hardtack. We must be going to another one of those rest camps. Cpl. Frank Horeja only received ton letters from home the other day. He says that the people back home must be forgetting us over here or else the postal system must be rotten. He wrote a letter to the postmaster and asked for the rest of his mail. l'rivate Nuddleman is going to the M. P. training school. We all wish him luck. Remember, Huddle. you were a buck private once yourself. —Cpl. Henry E. Pownell. The Lost Company. Lost—a company pf the Twenty-third Infantry. You can talk of your "losCbattalions" during the war, but just imagine a company being lost in peace time! We are in a—you can't call it a town, as there are only nine houses, seven civilians, fifteen kids and one horse here. It boasts of no church, store or cafe. Just think of no cafe! Something rather unusual for a German village. It is located in a large brickyard. Imagine the barrage we Irishmen can put over. This is one place where a billeting detail was not required. and we all hand it to our efficient town major for discovering it. On our way to the rifle range the other day we noticed a lonesome church in a field far away from the town. If we can only get the church we will have Corporal Connor appointed pastor, with Corporal Earl as assistant. Sergeant Griffin would make an excellent sexton, and Privates Lyska and Jesse Fredericks as ushers would be able to handle any increase in the congregation. Our regimental mail sergeant drove through the other day and recognized Company Mail Orderly Russon on the road, so now we get our mail regularly. Many thanks, sergeant. The company bugler, Kosloski blew chow call the first day we were here, and the whole populace lined p on the street (five of them, two being out of town). Die bugler has all the kids following him around when he sounds calls. They call him the band, but the soldiers call him worse than that when he blows first call and drill call in the morning. According to our Mess Sergeant McGee, we are going to Camp Dodge, Iowa, when we get back to the States. The soldiers wonder it that is why they get corn meal so often. The mess sergeant believes in preparedness. Sergeants McKnight and Whitaker say this reminds them of home, but will someone please suggest a name for this place? All suggestions will be considered by the town selectmen, First Sergeant Bauer, Company Clerk Shaughnessy and Runner New°. —Sgt. F. J. McGee, Co. L, Twenty-third Infantry. |
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| LAST SUCCESSFUL BOCHE DRIVE STOPPED BY SECOND DIVISION (From Paris Edition, Chicago Tribune, May 27, 1919.) One year ago today the Germans began the last of their semi-successful offensives against the allies. At 5 o'clock in the morning of May 27th, last year, while the two eyes of the allies were riveted on the Amiens sector, Ludendorff suddenly launched a terrific attack against the sector between Soissons and Reims, north of the Chemin des Dames. Within two hours the Germans had crossed the tiny Ailette stream, and in another hour had wrested the famous ridge from the French, won the year before after protracted fighting as bitter and bloody as the Verdun struggle in 1916. Following up their initial success against tired second class French and British troops, the Germans drove southward and crossed the Aisne on the same afternoon. By the next evening they had crossed the Vesle, and on the third day they took Soissons. On the fourth day of their offensive they reached the Marne near Chateau Thierry. It was the fastest advance scored by any army on any front during the war, not even excepting Brusiloff's [sic Brusilov] rapid advances against the Austrians nor Mackensen's swift invasion of Rumania. The German advance was stayed and held when they debouched westward from Chateau Thierry astride the Paris highway and encountered the Second Division of the A. E. F., the Marine brigade being north of the road at the outskirts of the Bois do Belleau, and the Syracuse brigade of the Ninth and Twenty-third Infantry being south of the highway deployed toward the Marne. |
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| Page Seven THE INDIAN SUCCESSFUL "Y" DANCE Another very successful dance was given to the enlisted men at the lieddesdorf Y. M. C. A.. May 28. II was arranged by Mrs. Clara Simmons and Mr. Bailey. Eighteen "Y" girls attended, the difficulties in transportation being overcome by the generosity of Captain Haensler, adjutant of the Second Supply Train, who furnished two trucks. The music was furnished by the orchestra of the Second Engineers. The following is the list of young ladies who attended: Miss °airs, Second Engineers; Miss Rogers, Third Corps; Miss Barrows, Twelfth Field Artillery; Miss Waring, Neuwied; Miss Gardner, Anhauser; Miss Cameron, Miss Wylie and Miss Donald, Ninth Infantry; Miss Boyd and Miss Andrews. Twenty-third Infantry; Miss Sill, Fifth Machine Gun Battalion; Miss Emily Smith, Sixth Marines; Miss Howell, Fourth Machine Gun Battalion; Miss Sally Smith and Miis Louise Smith, Fifth Marines, and Miss Astor of the Radio School. Refreshments were served after the dancing. HEADQUARTERS, TWENTY-THIRD INFANTRY We are still of the belief that the Twenty-third Infantry is a part of the Second Division, and we cannot help but feel that the other organizations which go to make up said division would like to know that we are holding our own, in spite of the heavy odds imposed. Just what these odds are no one will ever know, but we have them just the same. We are not covering ourselves with any particular glory, but we are Still picking up one and putting down tether to the tune of "one, two, three, tour," etc. We also "one, Iwo, three," and put 'em on the ground. Regimental headquarters of this lost regiment is at itengsdorf, Germany. This is a quiet little town, numbering some twelve hundred souls—and a few Germans. No one seems to know what the burgemeis-ter's name is, because he writes it in German and cannot even read it himself. The town is located upon the top of a long, high bill, overlooking the beautiful valley of the River Ryan (new spelling, sanctioned by Major Earache), and is only attainable by throwing your Ford into second speed and pushing on the steering wheel. Some persons find it much more satisfactory to throw the Ford over into the ditch and then climb the hill in the old and approved method. The other evening we were honored by a visit from some of the clever young lady "Y" entertainers, the ".lust Girls" groin), and to say that they went over with a rush would Indeed he putting it mildly. The show was fine and everything was running smoothly and the officers in the front row were trying to steal all of the glances from the young lady who was at the time singing "Sweetheart, Sweetheart." They got by with it all right, and were beginning to congratulate themselves on their winning ways with the women, when the singer responded to an encore and began a new song. it goes: "I ain't got nothing and I don't want nothing"—whereupon somebody sang out, "All right, sister, get down in the front row and pick it out!" The K. of C. girls—nine of 'em—who have been with us for some little time are still here, and we are hoping that they will make this their headquarters until the Army of Occupation goes home. They have quite a clever show, .find from all reports are making some hit wherever they play. HaVe you seen them? If not, grab the first opportunity that presents itself and see for yourself that Miss Marbury was wrong. We were having a trial here the other day, the case being that of a civilian who was accused of selling wine and beer to the soldiers out of hours, and cognac, which is also-blooming-lutely verboten. As proof of his guilt, several bottles of Four Star cognac were reposing in the ante-room. After all verbal testimony had been taken, the chief justice of the police court ordered the exhibits lobe brought before him. The official messenger was dragged forth from his dreams of home, and after due search returned and reported: "Sir, somebody drunk all the evidence." The next case was that of Wilhelm Hans Christian Bottomsup. When the clerk of the court read out his name, he stepped forth and said: "Yes, air, judge that's me." "Thirty days," says the fudge, "that's me." Announcement! First Lieut. Daniel Pettigrew (Twenty-third Infantry) and Mrs. Pettigrew wish to announce the arrival of Daniel, Jr. He arrived with the morning reports of April 29, 1919, and weighs 9 pounds and 12 ounces. This is only the eighth arrival in the Pettigrew domicile, and as a result Dan, Sr., is quite elated over his squad. It is said that the lieutenant sent home sufficient funds for the purchasing of a new carriage, with instructions that a good one be bought this time—one that will last. |
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| Page Eight THE INDIAN Capt. Walter G. Long, Editor Pet. H. H. Watson, Art Editor Cpl. Walter Borg, Collector Pvt. W. Jenkins Capt. J. R. Minter, Asst. Editor Capt. R. F. Randolph, Asst. Editor Pvt. H. I.. Johnson, Circulation Mgr-Cpl. J. G. Minard, Sporting Editor Pvt. L. N. Keller Pvt J. W. Caudle, Business Mgr. Pvt. R. C. Mather, Foreman Pet. A. C. Diekmeyer Pet. V. H. Burlingame REPORTORIAL STAFF—THE ENTIRE DIVISION WHAT IS A REGULAR DIVISION? Although the Second Division is one of the "regular" units, there are only 2,904 genuine "regulars" in the entire organization. They were enlisted prior to April 2nd, 1917. The total strength of the Second Division is 26,457 officers and men. Included in the enlisted personnel of the Second Division are 23,513 men who enlisted in the regular army or were drafted for "the period of the emergency" only. Although these men are regulars in the strictest sense of the word, they are not professional soldiers. When the emergency is past they must be returned again to civil life. Only the 2,904 men before mentioned must serve until their regular enlistment term expires. This is rather an interesting situation. The folks back home, when they read or speak of the First, Second, Third, Fourth or other regular divisions, at once think of divisions filled with old, war-hardened veterans of many a campaign in many a clime. As a matter of fact, although one brigade in this division, the Fourth Brigade, is a solid marine outfit, and the other, the Third, is composed of two old "regular" regiments, the Ninth and Twenty-third, there are actually less than 8,000 real regulars in the entire division. This is the situation that applies with equal force to officers as well as men. The West Pointers and graduates of the Fort Leavenworth School, and other regular officers, are far in the minority. The great majority of the officers are reserve officers, or national army or former national guard officers. As for the enlisted men, they are for the most part "replacements." In other words, they are men sent up from the rear at various times during the stay of the division in France and Germany, to take the places of the men who have been killed, wounded, or sent away sick. Many of these replacements have been selected men, some few have been regulars. They have come from national guard units also. Here they all are, serving in the regulars. The regular divisions, therefore, are in point of actual fact not regular divisions at all, insofar as the personnel is concerned, although, as the men come from every state in the union, there is no particular state to claim them as its own. The Seventy-seventh, for instance, is "New York's own" division, and New York is justly proud. It Is the division of New York City, and New Yorkers are quite properly wild with enthusiasm over it. But it is interesting to know that many of the boys in the Seventy-seventh are westerners. So it is with the Twenty-eighth, for instance, Pennsylvania's idolized "Iron Division." Of course Pennsylvania is madly enthusiastic over this division Yet many boys in it are really replacements, and come from other states. In the case of the regulars men from New York, Pennsylvania and every state in the union are enrolled. And the whole nation is proud of them, for they are "the nation's own." And so it goes. The same situation applies to every regular division in the Army of Occupation. |
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| Page Ten THE INDIAN Page Ten THE INDIAN THEY KEEP THE WHEELS TURNING One of the _least understood, yet one of the most important branches of the American Expeditionary Forces, is the Motor Transport Corps. How many. even in our own division, have any knowledge of the tremendous responsibilities resting on the shoulders of a few officers and men? There are 1,100 motor vehicles in the Second Division. How were they kept in serviceable shape during the past eighteen strenuous months? Major W. C. Mahoney and his staff can tell you. The major is an old-timer in this line, having been an engineer and branch manager for more than twenty years. Ile is one of the oldest Second Division staff officers. This headquarters is composed of five officers and ten men. In addition, each combat division has from one to three service park units, better known as motor shop units, each having one officer and 35 men. Those attached to the Second Division are: No. 363, Capt. Bert C. Bronson; No. 303, Lieut. Leonard Vezine; No. 375, Lieutenant Davidson, the last being only lately attached. The men of these units are all high-grade, hard workers, and take an absorbing interest in their work, often toiling 24 hours a day, and up to six weeks ago, seven days a week. They might rightfully be termed experts. The supply trains are under the jurisdiction of this service and officers are detached from the trains for service in the M. T. C. All inspecting, repairing and issuing of supplies for motor vehicles are through the 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 O 0 O NOTICE 0 O 0 O All officers of the A. E. F., visiting or sta- 0 O tioned in Neuwied or Heddesdorf, are invited 0 O to take their meals at the Y. M. C. A. Officers' 0 O Club, 79 Schlosse Strasse, Neuwied, in the 0 O building known as the "Casino." 0 O The schedule for the meals is as follows: 0 O Breakfast, 7:30 to 9:30 a. m. Lunch, 12 anon 0 O to 2 p. m. Afternoon tea (with music) 4 to 6 0 O p. m. Dinner, 6 to 8 p. m. 0 O R. E. Leonard, Sgt. Maj., Office of 0-1. 0 O 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 M. T. C., and the technical supervision, which includes the upkeep. During the campaign of 1918, many times repairs were made in the field by these skilled mechanics, which experts declared could not be done under such difficult conditions—such as taking out a block from a leaky radiator and patching it up; repairing exhaust valves in Packard trucks by welding new seats on the valve head. Many of the men have installed labor-saving devices, and one notable feature is a battery charging device for storage batteries constructed by one man in this unit. Inspectors visiting the unit attached to this division declare it to be the best and most efficient, and comment upon the ingenuity of the men. The reason the M. T. C. is so little understood is because it is a new departure, developed during the present war. True, it was created on the Mexican border, but conditions and requirements were so different as to make comparison out of the question. During the entire campaign to November 11, so efficient was the work done by this branch of the service that the Second Division lost through salvage but three 3-ton and two 114-ton trucks, and five passengt4 cars. This In itself is a splendid record. * . SECOND ENGINEERS. Ain't it awful when you're trying to write about the moonlight on the Rhine, and you can't think of anything but a catboat on the Mississippi? We read in one paper about how the soldier& are going to run America when we get home. And then in another, of the same date, telling how some welfare association in Paris has an honor guard of young girls to guard the soldiers down the straight and narrow path, when on leave in that city. It would not he surprising to see some nice, tender chick walk up and lake your cigarette out of your mouth, box your ears and tell you who to vote for—when we get hack. —*— The K. P.'s of B Company say that Shorty Kassin is the best mess sergeant in the world, because he takes it on himself to scrub the store-room floor every morning. We don't know why Shorty needs all this extra exercise. —Pvl. Ben Morrell, Co. B, 2nd Engineers. |
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| Page Eleven THE INDIAN Talk "Talk English. I want to know what you're talking about." So said a father recently to his returned soldier boy. Our hero is a peculiar mixture of English, French, German, Spanish, American, slang, hobo, and just plain indecent cussing. It's going to be hard to make our tongue waggle "United States" talk without getting in trouble with our best girl and without startling the folks with embarrassing expressions. We sit around where women folks who don't talk English are nowadays, and say all sorts of things that they don't understand, but once in a while we let things slip when a "Y" girl or a Red Cross girl is within hearing, and we know it's not nice to hear. It'll be a good deal worse back home, everybody talks "United States" back there, and every time we say anything out loud there is going to be somebody listening to see what you say. It's nice to air your French (and German, too, if you want to) but you'd better he mighty careful. The folks back home have been studying French, too. Watch your step. AND TALK "UNITED STATES" Reading When you've read the paper, do you KNOW what is in it? Do you know what you've read? There are very few among us who read properly. and who get the whole gist of the matter at one reading. When we read, we should follow the advice of Mr. Eckleson, the Y. M. C. A. lecturer on "memory." He told us to "read whatever you have to read just as if it was the very last thing on earth you had to do. as if in that one reading you were spending the very last of your life's energy.' His illustration is that of a drowning men seeing his entire life pass before him In vivid pictures of the imagination, all of what he has not done during his whole life passing in review within one small fraction of a second. This illustrates what the mind can do when excited to action, in reading, as in other things. we will get little benefit from what we read unless we focus our attention upon it. and THINK while we read. Nat thinking of the pretty meadows, or the baseball game, or our lady-love. That's more or less dreamy reverie or thoughtless wandering of the mind from one thing to another. But thinking of the thing you're reading while you're reading it. And then think about it again after you've read it. Then you'll know what you've read when you've read it. --*— At Low Tide "His death's upon him, but not dead." (Anthony and Cleopatra). I've felt that way many a time, and suppose others have too. Not completely dead, but all down and out, with no desire to see anything, or be anything or anywhere, no desire to eat, sleep, or move or stay still. Just to be let alone and be allowed to do nothing, think nothing, see nothing. Everybody seems to have such a feeling once in a while, and it takes a lot of effort to "do about" and get going again. It does a fellow good to get off by himself and day-dream once in a while, but if we have something that must be done, the best way is to exert our every faculty to get it done regardless of our low spirits, and then if we have time for day-dreaming it won't get us into trouble. Men have become famous for things accomplished by putting day dreams into reality, into active life. but men have also become dismal wrecks by not putting their day dreams into active reality, by not putting forth the effort it takes to cast aside pleasant imaginings and conquer their difficulties. This is not the idea originally expressed by the quotation, nor is it used in anything like the same way, but many of us find ourselves in a condition that may be likened to it, with death or life (failure or success) before us, with dampened spirits, but still capable of rising to the very topmost piimaele of success. —*-- Exactness "Knowing a lot of things, but nothing thoroughly: remembering a mass of things, but nothing distinctly." That applies to a lot of us men who don't like to admit that it's true, but it is true of most of us. Men we look up to and depend upon in emergencies are men who know thoroughly what they do know, and who remember distinctly what they do remember. We tend to overload our minds with too much within too short a period, possibly, without really comprehending what we're storing away there. An exact knowledge of a few things is much better than a vague knowledge of many things. Exact knowledge can be used and can be made to pay for the space it occupies in your mind, while the loose. unfixed, uncertain, knowledge one has, rarely brings profit to its possesor. |
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| Page Twelve THE INDIAN INDIANS MAKE IT THREE STRAIGHT One of the fastest games played on the Heddeadorl grounds was between the A. E. F. Headquarters team and the Second Division on June 10. l'he lopsided score in the first two games between these outfits kept the attendance down for this contest, and although the bleachers were filled, there was not the overflow that witnessed the preceding games. The boys from Chaumont put up a far different brand of ball and gave the rooters plenty of opportunity to exercise their lungs. The game was played in a snappy manner. None of the errors figured in the run getting. The outstanding features of the game were: Buck. with a little assistance, retired the side in the fourth on three pitched balls; McQlabe's home run to deep left field in the sixth; and the hair-raising finish by both teams in the ninth. Pfab's error and a single were responsible for a man being on second and third for the visitors. Carter was sent in to pinch hit for Warlamount. A hit meant two runs and a tie score, but he turned out to be a "dud," as Buck made him his third strike-out victim in this inning. The box score: Second R. 1 . 0. A. E. Winkleman, 21, 0 3 2 0 Kibler, cf 0 0 0 0 MeGlade, lb 1 11 1 0 Bossoloni, rf 0 1 0 0 Foults, If 1 0 0 0 Anderman, ss 0 0 0 2 2 Pfab, 3b 0 0 0 2 1 Mattern, p 0 1 1 2 0 Totals 2 7 27 9 3 G. H. Q. R. H. •0. A. E. Myers, 3b 0 0 1 1 1 Roberts, If 0 1 3 0 0 Broad, cf 0 0 2 0 0 Lawhead, its 0 0 0 4 0 Castner, p 0 0 0 2 0 Nelson, e 0 0 3 1 0 Ostermeuller, 2b 0 1 3 4 1 Warlaumont, lb 0 0 12 0 0 Cavanaugh, rf 0 1 0 0 0 — — — — -- Totals 0 3 24 12 2 Score by innings: Second . . . .....0 1 Q 0 0 1 0 0 x--2 G. II Q 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0-0 Summary: Struck out—Matters 9, Cashier 1. Base on bulls—Matters 2, Castner 1. Sacrifice hits—Broad, Anderman and Foultz. Stolen bases—McMurray and McGlade. Two-base hits—Bossoloni and Winkleman. Home run—MeGlade. Second Division 11; G. H. Q. I. On June 8 the Indians defeated G. H. Q. II to 1, in the first of a three-game series. The contest was staged at Cobtenz. On June 9 the two teams came to Heddesdorf and again the Indians were victorious, by a score of 10 to 2. June 8 game: Second 2 0 1 2 1 2 1 2 0-11 G. H. Q. . . . . 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0—June 9 game. Second 7 0 0 1 0 1 I 0 x-10 G. H Q 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 2— 2 a----- SOME FOOD BOUTS AT HEDDESDORF Four good bouts were held at the Second Division baseball grounds at Heddesdort on June 10, and were enjoyed by a big crowd. The best bout of the evening was the eight-round go between Leckie of the Sixth Machine Gun Battalion and "Battling" Strayer of the Fourth Division. Leckie gained the decision. The first bout was between Rogers, Second Division, and Croak, Twenty-fourth Aero Squadron. Both tired toward the end of their four rounds, with Rogers landing the most effective blows. In the second bout Rooner. Twenty-fourth Air Service, won the decision over Christie, Second Division. The third number was short and sweet. Hurley, of the Sixth Machine Gun Battalion, outclassed Richards, Twenty-third Infantry, giving him fearful punishment in their one and one-half rounds of fighting. The referee stopped the fight with Richards hanging helpless on the ropes. ROME TEAM LOSES Well, the First Division walloped us again, June 71h, right here on our own ground at Heddesdorf. Of course we do not feel so bad about the defeat as we might had some other outfit done it, for you see we have so much in common with our "buddies" of Soissons and other international swatfests, that we just naturally consider this a family affair. The score stood 4 to 1. How did we get our run? Well, I will tell you: After Pulver had flied to right in the third inning. Fonts smashed a corking triple to deep center and• Nibble's single brought him home. For the First, Sutcliff began the attack in the third with a single; &deicer sacrificed him to second; Nolan dropped a Texas leaguer in short right and stole eec- |
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| Page Thirteen THE INDIAN end; Fountain went out, third to first, the runners being held. Correll singled, scoring both; Seaton flied to center. In the sixth, Seaton drew a pass; Fowler stormed an inshoot with the back of his neck; Herr sacrificed. pitcher to first base, both runners advancing; Williams sacrificed with a fly to center, Correll scoring; on O'Brien's poor throw of Sutclift's grounder to first, Fowler scored. Zedaker flied to right. Oh, yes, there were two "Y" girls anchored near the press stand and they were so interested. They called the innings "rounds," wanted to know if the fouls into the grandstand counted as home runs, wanted to mm-inter to the dying gladiator when Gressett was injured at second in the sixth, and when the scorer remarked that one man died on second, they were so anxious to know if it was the man who was hurt. They knew one thing about the game though, they laughed when the umpire got hit by a foul tip. The score: R H E First Division 4 6 1 Second Division' 1 6 4 *— NOT THE ORIGINAL TOMMY McFARLAND Sgt. B. J. McFarland of the Sixth Machine Gun Battalion wishes to state that the man boxing throughout the Army of Occupation under the name of "Tommy" McFarland is not his brother, the original Tommy McFarland who fought Wolgast, Britton, Hogan, etc. The real Tommy McFarland was boxing instructor at the U. S. Naval training station at San Pedro until his discharge a short time ago. SECOND DEFEATS FIFTH The game between the Second and Fifth Divisions at Heddesdorf, June 6, brought out quite a number of rooters, in spite of the threatening weather. Mat-horn was on the mound for the Indians, and pitched good ball, even if he did bean three batters, while Doan of the Fifth only hit two. A collision between Ashworth and Hammett in the fourth brought McMurray into the game as catcher. The Indiana captured the game by a score of 6 to 4. . —*---- ANOTHER RECORD GONE The First Engineers of the First Division smashed all records for speed when they threw a pontoon bridge across the Rhine at Honningen in 41 minutes. The First Engineers are entitled to great credit for their feat. The work was done methodically, with precision that speaks volumes for their efficiency. How long will this record stand? Or will another mark be set by American engineers? —5 SECOND ENGINEERS CELEBRATE The rumors among the German people here are many. One we noticed in particular was to the effect that an American transport had sunk with 80,000 men on board, all being loot. Now the fart that this boat only had :30,000 men on hoard goes to prove that the transportation corps is riot doing all it can to got us home. Tile Heinies did not se- em to like to have Kaiser Bill so abused, and to satisfy them the boys formed a skirmish line and put over a five-minute "alley are pie barrage." --a— •\ Company had the decorations down to at fine point on June 2, when they got a picture of "Old Bill" and hung it out on the street with some crepe and tin cans on it, and some words such as "Gott mit uns nicht mehr." —a-- 13 Company had lots of "eats," with most all the old officers with them. Everybody else reports a good time, even to the Dutch kids, during that Chateau-Thierry anniversary celebration. B Company cannot have more than two men whose name and rank are the same. We have a man named "Corporal" who is a corporal, and a man named "Knave" who is a sergeant, therefore we must lake Bill out of the kitchen. While men are being named for their achievements, why not give us the name of the man who designed the Second Divikion insignia. One truck driver Is hard to distinguish from another. (Righto! See page 15.—Editor). —a-- We would like to know the whereabouts of the guy who started that rumor among the Dutchmen here that the Americans were going to sprinkle the streets with chocolate drops on June 2. —a-- Wonder what kind of a campaign they would start in America if they could read the thoughts of the soldier when he gets a letter from home telling about the peaches and watermelons that they are having back there this year. —Pvt. Ben Morell, B Co., 2nd Engineers. WITH THE SECOND SUPPLY TRAINS When the "Indian Players" of the Second Supply Train appeared at Hohrhausen, May 21, to give their production, "Robinson Crusoe," before members of the Twenty-third Infantry, they found the stage too small. Nothing daunted, they constructed a large stage in the open, and the boys were treated to a fine performance. I Why does Corporal Gardena keep his seat in the grandstand alter the game is over, till 10::30 p. m.? Is he afraid Private Puttick will get it for the next game? —a-- Corporal McFarland says there is nothing so wonderful about Fred Walters jump from the Rogers bridge. "Any darn fool could do that, but I would like to see him drive a Packard truck through Villers Cotterets wood on the night of July 18, last." |
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| Page Fourteen THE INDIAN A BATTERY, FIFTEENTH FIELD ARTILLERY First Battalion and Supply formed on Decoration Day and held services in memory of our "buddies" who fell during the war. They are gone, but will never be forgotten. —*— Received a wireless this morning that our regiment has a band. They must he attached for rations only. 11 seems to us that they might at least be passed around, so we could hear them play once a month anyway. —a-- Some Things We Would Like to See: A supply sergeant who puts out clothes. A mess sergeant who puts out eats. A first sergeant who does not put out growls. A gasthouse that puts out "jawbone." —a-- Next week we turn in our horses. (In the corral.) —*— Has anyone piped off Corporal Jamison's whiskers? He looks like a cross between a German peace delegate and a Baxter street shoe string peddler. Here's hoping he has more success with this one than the one he started at Chateau-Thierry. --a— Private Sullivan has been promoted and is now manicuring our I. C•'d plugs. Stay with it Tim—it will help you when you get back to the Chicago stockyards. —*--- I wonder what "Pop" Dial was thinking when he put out this order: "All men whose gas masks do not fit, turn in their mess kit tools at once, and we will issue you a new hoof pick, on account of the shortage of nose bags." —Pvt. Frank K. Taylor. TWELFTH FIELD ARTILLERY Sergeants Haley and Crowley performed for the benefit of the skeptics when they coached on the first and third sacks during the game between Batteries A and C, Twelfth Field Artillery. We wonder how Haley manages to dig up the "spirits" these days. —*— Lieut. "Eddie" Klein has ceded the management of the regimental baseball team to Lieutenant „Stone-burner. "Eddie" has lost some avordupois since he took to answering the silvery peals of the A. M. bugle. (You know the 5:30 a. m. stuff.) --*-- Battery E Mess Sergeant (drawing rations): Say, where's the plug chewing tobacco? Don't we get any today?" Regimental Supply Sergeant: "What do you guys do with that plug tobacco—sell it to the Boche? Nothing doing on the issue today. You're S. 0. L." B. E M. S.: "Well, here's where Captain Cutler don't chew, and here's where I catch h—l." --a-- During the Memorial Day services the first battalion was treated to a novel sight, i. e., the Supply Company carrying their guideon. Never mind, Supply 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 O VERY IMPORTANT 0 O 0 O It is highly probable that The Indian WILL 0 O be continued for some time after the Second 0 O Division reaches the other side of the ocean, so 0 O keep coming right along with cartoons, plc- 0. 0 lures and stories.—The Editor. 0 O 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 Company—you beat the regimental ball team. (Lieutenant Stoneburner, please note.) —a-- Rumors float down from regimental headquarters that Captain Cromelin is holding down the job of re-cruting officer for the regiment. Some people are Isirn lucky. BATTERY B, TWELFTH FIELD ARTILLERY The battery was out on horse exercise recently, and in the rear of the column was Second Lieutenants Foss and Sankey. They were having a good time chewing the rag when "Marshal" Foss said to Sankey, "Thal would make a good plough horse, you have there, Sankey." "Yes," replied Sankey, "and you would make a good man behind the plow." You win; pick up the marbles. —*— Overheard on the Rhine excursion: "Gosh, around this country a man is liable to fall off his farm and kill himself." —*— Did you ever hear of the Twelfth Machine Gun Battalion of the Second Division? I never did, either. But watch out Heinies, if you don't sign that peace treaty steer clear of the Twelfth Machine Gun Battalion of Battery E, Twelfth Field-Artillery. --a— We are now having the decorations, wound stripes. gold stars and so forth, put on our guns and caissons. If anybody doesn't think that Battery E was in the "krieg" come around and take a look for yourselves. —*— Tony Fanella is crazy to have his name appear in The Indian, so here goes. He runs the battery tailor shop, and is perfectly satisfied with the army. —Sgt. Franklin 0. Billings. CHAMPAGNE. October first, cold and gray, Second Division in silent array. Shock troops waiting for the dawn On Somme-Py road, straight and long. Trench and shell hole gray and white, Marine and doughboy ready to fight, Message of death screaming overhead, War-torn desolation of the dead. —Pvt. J. 'Hada |
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| Page Fifteen THE INDIAN THIRD BATTALION, FIFTH MARINES One of the biggest celebrations on June 2, anniversary of the ChateateThierry battle, was that of the Third Battalion, Fifth Marines, at Waldbreitbach. On the athletic field sports and races were held. Marines, horses and mules jumped and ran, while aeroplanes circling overhead threw to the men below the proclamation of Major General John A. Lejeune, the division commander. The events, starting with the usual enthusiasm of the marines, began with the 100-yard dash, with entries from six companies. Were they supported? Did each have his pal with him on the sideline? Ask come cordial bystander. Even the Heinie kids stretched their necks and marveled at what the Americans were yelling about. Then came the tug-of-war, with its "get the.drop, and hold." Did they hold? Ask our brave lads of the Forty-fifth Company, who found to their dismay they were pulling with a team of ten men instead of twelve. For once the excitement overran the cool head of their coach. He failed to notice it until too late. Probably the most exciting event of the day was the chariot race, with entries from the two machine gun companies. Everything went off lovely until the signal to go was given. Then two of the most promising mules about-faced and took to the rear, never to again appear. The other entries were doing well until they reached the home stretch, when the leading mules caught sight of the goal string and headed in another direction. It was with difficulty the mule that bad been in the rear was forced to cross the line, this affording much amusement to all. At the finish of the events lunch was served. Dur- _ ing this interval the Twelfth Field Artillery band played popular airs. Soon after a baseball game was played, between the Sixteenth and Twentieth Companies, which proved to be one of the best games witnessed on local grounds. The Sixteenth Company won by a score of 4 to 2. A smoker was attended in the evening, and to those who attended, cigars, cigarettes, corn-cob pipes and tobacco was given. Boxing bouts were held, and the features of the evening were a pie-eating contest and a battle royal. Later in the evening refreshments were served. In charge of the arrangements were Secy. S. F. Cann, K. C., and Lieut. J. J. Brennen. With their customary liberality the Knights of Columbus, through Secretary Cann, made it possible to present the winner of each event with a cash prize. They also donated the refreshments at the smoker. WELL, THAT'S WHAT THE BOOK SAID! --- The following occurred in the class in commercial law at the Division School: Instructor Kopka: "What are the laws governing a case like this?" Knowing Stude: "Why, the following laws." Instructor K.: "What do you mean, the following laws?" The Stude: "Well, that's what the book said —Pvt, B. Jennings, U. S. M. C. RHINE MUSINGS I've read read the works of "Uncle Walt," and his ' verses by the score; but tell me why he doesn't write about his native shore, where everything is harmony and peace now reigns supreme; where you can buy most anything, even to the army bean. While we are stationed over here to guard the River Rhine, our thoughts go back to that fair shore, the one we left behind. The land of plenty, the home of the free, the land that stands for liberty. Sherman was right; he said war was hell; but 'give us the land with the Liberty bell. Where people speak our native tongue, and take a rest when the day is done; where you get good drinks most any time, and never hear about the Rhine. I don't think this land o'er the ocean blue was ever meant for me or you; so take us back to that fair shore and lot us live forever more. —E. S. D., Sixth Marines. ORIGINATOR OF DIVISION INSIGNIA In reply to the request for the name of the truck driver responsible for the creation of the Second Division insignia, it was designed by Private Topaz and Corporal Reynolds of Company A, Second Supply Train. Topaz is now with the Twenty-third Infantry. AN EXPLANATION "Apologies to Satterfield" should have been printed under a cartoon entitled "Call for Herr Hohenzollern," printed in the June 3rd issue. The line was unintentionally omitted. *--MASONIC CLUB AT ENOERS The Masonic Club of the Second Engineers has opened club rooms on Bendorf Strasse, over the Y. M. C. A., in Engers. All Masons are invited to drop in while in Engers. H. C. BEAUMONT, Secretary. |
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| Page Sixteen THE INDIAN BEFORE THE MAST "Wing man, you are charged with being overtime. Whatta you gotta say for yourself?" asked the first "Love' of a shaky, freckle-laced recruit. "Well, sir, it was this way. f was just in the act of putting my foot on the steps of the incoming train when a Salvation Army band struck up "The Star Spangled Banner." And while I was standing in attention the train pulled out." —*— "Some sentry, some sentry, I must admit. Placed in charge of government property and when relieved, half of it was gone. Whaata you gotta say for yourself? Where you from? Speak. Shut up. I thought so. What would you do if I would walk away with one of those 12-inch guns you were guarding?" snarled the grizzly, old skipper. "I d present arms with the other one, sir," replied the recruit. _a-- Corporal Poland, while on guard, had a doughboy friend visiting him, and, desiring to show him how really hard a marine corporal was, imagined that an African golf game was in progress upstairs over the galley "Say, huddle, just hang around the bottom of these steps and count them as I throw them down," whispered Poland, the old Haitian warrior. 'Ilie visitor saw the brave corporal stealthily creep up the stairs and fade into the dark hallway. An up-roar—bang—crash—scuffling of feet—tables. yvere Mess Hall of 78th Co., 8th Marines, Rhinebrohl, Oer. overturned—lights went out—and then a body came tumbling down the steps. "One," counted the doughboy. "Wait, I ain't started yet, huddle," said Corporal Poland. 0. Kalamity. "UNDER THE TOP" One. of the most ticklish sensations that one can experience in war is not the sensation of "going over the top," as Compared with having the top shoved hack over you. This was one of the many peculiar experiences of the Twelfth Field Artillery. More peculiar for us because we had our own doughboys and marines and were continually in the S. 0. S. But at Soissons, on July 21, 1918, under the command of Colonel (now a general) McCloskey, the Twelfth advanced to "positions of readiness, six hundred meters in rear of the line of "advanced posts," to support an attack. The Algerians were to jump off at 4 a. m. The Twelfth was to move off with the reserve wave and take up the barrage as soon as the other regiments were out of range. The Germans and Algerians attacked almost simultaneously, the Germans a little before the Algerians, who, not anticipating such a move, were slowly shoved backward. For once the old Twelfth had their chance-to fire .with open sights and listen to the sing of machine gun bullets. Sometime if you want to hear a real bloodthirsty tale, ask someone in the Twelfth how it feels to go "under the top." a---- MEMORIES OF HOME Sunday school at the chapel is progressing nicely. The choir is going to meet Sunday afternoon and practice. Everyone is welcome to participate. Rev. J. M. Walker preached at Hall Sunday evening. His text was "What Kind of a Character Am I Building?" Mr. Walker made a grand sermon on this text.—Exchange. |
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