Judge — November 18, 1922 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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id The Marines by R. deS. Horn H, the Navy calls ‘em Cusses them in language free— And the Army, it won't own ‘em, Calls ‘em “soldiers lost at sea”; Just the same when thing: hottest And the fightin’s gittin’ mean There ain't none we'd sooner welcome Than the khaki-clad marine. Sure, he ain't no eryin’ infant, man that’s fully grown, An’ he’s tramped the hills an’ val From Alaska to the Zone; He don’t carry no press agent Nor no music-makin’ band, But his progress ain’t unnoticed When he wanders through the land. He Though the Army or the Makes the biggest final score It’s the “Hell-fer-sartain” gyrene That's the first to git ashore; All he wants is shoes and trousers An’ his gun an’ campaign hat An’ I’ve seen him live in comfort On a whole lot less’n that. So “here’s how” to khaki britches An’ his comrades in the corps r no matter whose the job is, He's the first to gi An’ the heathen ain’t a-j When he plumps down in his jeans, For he’s pi in dead earnest For protection from “gyrenes.” NE night during the war two destroyers were proceeding south in the Irish Sea, returning to their base at Queenstown. Dray- fon was making eighteen knots when Winslow at twenty-three knots. As they passed, pper of the Winslow sang out to the captain of the Drayton, “Doug, bet you $25 we beat you to Queenstown.” During the night a heavy blow came up from the south and Winslow, being one of the 1,000-ton type, had to slow down to fifteen knots. Drayton is one of the “flivver” type, nd she held on at ¢ighteen knots and ov hauled Winslow off Daunt Rock Lightship, early next morning. As Drayton passed Win- low, “Doug” sang out, “Hey, Mac, I'll raise ‘ou ten.” N THE d: service one skip; s of the old naval auxiliary er had much trouble with his first mate because of the latter's fondness for strong drink. After innumerable warnings the skipper one day entered in the ship's log that the first mate was drunk and unfit for duty. ‘The mate protested and demanded the removal of this entry, but the captain insisted that no power could remove any remarks once entered in the ship’s log. Next day there appeared in the log: captain came on the bridge and was sober. soe N JULY, 1914, there was a prize fight in London between “Gunboat” Smith and rges Carpentier. At the time there were three American ships in the Thames, anchored off Gravesend. That night a riverman passing the squadron sang out,“ ‘Gunboat’ Smith lost on a foul in the sixth round.” Whereupon an officer of the deck answered the hail, “This is not the Gunboat Smith, it is the Battleship [lino sae URING target practice on a midshipmen’s cruise on the Ohio, the first shot from the forward turret put out all lights in the powder magazine and handling room below, whereupon one of the mids put his head through the powder bag flap in the magazine door and sang out: “Hey, there, boy, strike a match and we'll get the rest of this powder out!” Drawn + by Lawrence J. KEENAN, .S. Pennsylvania. Gob Ashore—Now listen to dis, you big dopes. We got fifty cents between us and we gotta sleep ashore to-night. I'll go up and get a room for fifty cents, and you birds come up one at a time. 7 Seagoing Yarns sae “This is the tale that was told to me, To me and my messmate, Silas Greene, When I was a guileless young marine—” Gilbert H. Purdy, U.S. N. Captain of the Hold David Ireland, U. S. N. Captain Forecastle John King, U.S. N. Chief Gunner's Mate John T. Griffiths, U. S. N. Carpenter's Mate Photograph taken on the U. S. S. Mohican, stationed at Apia, Samoa, /pril 1, 1888, and last reported at sea June 30, 1888. URING Queen Victoria's reign a number of foreign princelings were trained as midshipmen in the Royal Navy, among them Prince von Leiningen of Prussia. On one occa- sion the King of Prussia instructed his am- bassador, who was visiting Portsmouth, to call on the prince. Accordingly the ambassador donned his court regalia and was pulled off to the ship. Arriving on board the ambassador inform d the mid i ness, Ernest Lespold. Victor Charles Auguste Joseph Emich, Prince von Leiningen. The midshipman was momentarily dazed by this array of names and seemed at a loss to realize who was wanted, but understanding dawned upon him and going over to the open gunroom ight he put his head in and sang out, “Hi, Sausage, you great fat slug! Here’ a bloke in a gold waistcoat wants to see you.” tat HILE Commodore Joe Fife was com- mander-in-chief of the Asiatic Fleet, the Secretary of the Navy issued an order that the wives of officers should not be present on foreign stations, and that wives of officers then abroad should return to the United States forthwith. After the issuance of this order, the Secretary ed the following letter from Commodore I have to report that I have complied with your order of recent date in that I have delivered a copy of the same to my wife, Sarah Jane Fife, but I regret to report that the said ne Fife not only deliberately refused your order but has uttered many dis- respectful remarks about yourself. Wherefore, Lhave to request that the Secre- tary of the Navy bring to trial by General Court Martial the aforesaid Sarah Jane Fife, on two charges, namely: 1. Violation of a lawful order of the Secretary of ike N Using disrespectful language concerning the Secretary of the Navy. eee GOME forty years ago a naval vessel de- \O veloped engine trouble in the Straits of Magellan, and was taken in tow by an English tramp steamer. The old British captain knew that the American skipper was famous for wit and originality and as the weather became worse he decided to joke with the Yankee. Accordingly, he signaled to the American ship: “Unless the wind and tide abate, T cannot tow you through the Strait.” Quick as a flash the answer came through: ‘As long as you have wood and coal You tow ahead and d- your soul!”