Judge — November 2, 1918 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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rd tes the November 2, 1918 TENT anxp DECK Continued from Opposite Page In Time of War Big Puivare: Jack Mintz, 76th Eng.. Camp Lewis, Smith—Heard about the earthquake 1 in Galifornia? Dehn—Yes, a person isn’t safe place in time of war. Wash Hard on Flies Ry Growar N. En, Hospi The sa inspection at the colored cantonm Hill, Va., espied several dead fie kitchen, and asked the mess sergeant: “* are all these dead flies her Sir, Majer,” the sergeant re nachelly keeps ev’ything so clean, dat dey done die of sta’vation.” mp Stuart, Va ary inspector on making his weekly nt at Camp ound the why any Sergeant, | Self-Consciousness ee Drawn by Pravare Joa Hex 472d Eng., Washington, D.C. How It Feets tue Firs we One Wears Tuat Lrrrte Over-Seas Car on te Street. 30° Rich Cuban Cigars French's Superb Catan Special, Both fiir isto ert you acquainted with FRENCH TOBACCO CO., Dept. G, Stat: DemdReer—v Unarmed Arms of the Service Men from the battle front who have been holding the line for months and years complain of the monotony of war. The soldier's life in the trenches soon ceases to be a novelty and be- comes a tedious routine. The morale of the army is of su- preme importance and the greatest military authorities of the world are enthusiastic in their praise of the or- | ganizations which make it their busi- ness to keep the soldier in good spirits. This work, like that of the Signal Corps, has been more highly developed One Policy in this war than ever before. Huts for amusement, comfort and recuperation of the fighting men are in the trenches as well as behind the lines. The un- armed workers go about their duties under shell fire as coolly and as self- forgetfully as the telephone men of the Signal Corps who are frequently their neighbors, and who keep intact, often under a hail of bullets, the in- dispensable lines of communication. It is for us who remain at home to support these unarmed heroes to the utmost, with our gifts, our labor, and our unbreakable morale. AMERICAN TELEPHONE AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY AND ASSOCIATED COMPANIES One System Universal Service Heap Big Chief By Patvare Bexsans G: p. Co. 348th Unf, D Med. Ca An eastern reserve corps lieutenant, just out of | training camp, was sent to a cantonment in the southwest where a large number of Indians add a dash of color to the military population. Of course, the “‘shavetail” had ideas of his own about the Injuns and the West; ideas obtained from Bill Hart movies and thrilling novels. So when he was assigned to a company whose personnel was half Indian, he was delighted. On the first day, as he was passing through the camp, he saw a husky redskin of gloomy mien sitting on a box, drinking a popular brand of near-beer. The Indian frowned at his bottle and did not seem to get much pleasure out of his drinking. The officer stepped up to the private and said with a knowing smile, “Huh, heap big chief no like drink? Fire water better, huh?” The In put his bottle on the box. attention and saluted his superior. answered with a perfect Carlisle accent? I never indulge in alcoholic liquors as they are extremely deleterious to the system and tend to sap the vitality of one’s constitution!” comikbooks: com