Judge — November 25, 1922 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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Excerpts from a Soldier’s Diary Some Time Before the Great War by WH. EB. Hill, Warrant Officer, Governors Island, N. ¥. f communication be- nd digestive apparatus joined the Army. IT am at Fort Slocum, Kelly sent me to the key to parade ground. Why do lieu nts swear th Sergeant Piggott has sent me to bi firing line, and I have missed supper. Asked company clerk abou! supper. I : “Go to Officers’ Club.” Colonel <a good sport. Some supy Bed and ly. guy ts ome up. Says: son.” You know the kind of son I mean. Now I got a black June—Washington, Whaddaya mean recruit? February—M bound. — Crowds and craps. t stay there, si . Good-by, U. As! Hello, Ma Went to dinner, Give me a t fruit. Awful genteel. Helpe: to bananas with the shears. Guy ls Said they were nuteracks, Got black eve. March—Gibraltar and beer. Where do they get that Americano stuff? Not had lookers, though. Sj and bandits, Visited with the Kin Both in town together. Wonder if | m ut me because we licked ‘em? 1 didn’t do it. Too. yo Morocco 1 little burr ght me Thought they was Swi Guess I'm stung. Skipper says burnoose is right. Sent it home to April—M mies. Goor time. Go to Art Lose limeys. C! ra! lish of myself gool and 1 Alexand. id plays on. le-camps and a colonel to stop “em. Can't expect much from a mule artillery \ The boy scout regrets that he has but one seat to offer to the lady. SIMPLY WASTED! Weary Drill Sergeant —For th’ lova Mike, recruit, keep that little finger in when you salute. For all th’ good it's done you we might just as well ’a’ had no war at all! band nohow. Cairo—days sightseeing. Big hotel. Thimbleful of soup. Big fish. Me and Bill whack it up. Guy brings another for the rest of the gang, all cut up in small pieces. Then he bri chicken. Bill and me beats it talking to ourselves. Pyramids, scary dark, down hill, Coming back up and says: “Me shilling.” Guy's nd for no such he Spig! Have to wait till other help to pull me out. ¢ (Jim says it’s guide). to Memphis and Philadelphia in’ the morning. Cr: as a coot! Can't be done! May—Manila—stay here years and years. Buy me re eggs—tull of chicken, ugh—hicken fights. — Broke most of the time. Horse races. Broke all the time. Rain—hot—more rain more heat—one month todo, Four aces. 1in’t this much money! Hono- lulu—Frisco—Home! st Spig Rhapsody I LOVE the strains of the steel guitar, iM music of Hawaiian songs, nig of the Sresh salt bisezs that blows, Where the notes flow clear and strong. I love the song of the birds at dawn, The hush of the early « The morning mist in the As we silently glide a And T love the solace of e The sky, with its golde ; The fading hills and the shadows long, As the faltering sun drops low. ‘The glimmer of lights in the harbor, Waikiki, where the moonbeams fall, And the beach with a sweet Haw maid— Ah, that is the be: of all! But when you're nicely ‘There's a whistle «trong You know it’s a beach g “Move on, for you ea URING one of Nay attles a much beloved licutenant-colonel was seriously wounded in the | He was immediately rushed to the hospital in the rear placed on the operating table. Napoleon was very much wor! the condition of his comrac sent Dum tirl was progressing, Upon hearing of this unexpected promotion the wounded man felt much better, A short time later Napoleon sent again and inquired how General Dumbsquirt was getting Upon reccipt of this promotion the wounded man bounced joyfully off the “Sacre Pimento, ie down, m are still on the “Ca ne fait rien!” gaily replied the officer, * a general now and don’t need — th —Linutenant Boatner, Fort Humphrey, V xclaimed the me Half of your bra » ins Tue newest. private in No. 1 squad stood at rigid attention while the captain started down the line on his first inspection. ‘The captain stopped. he asked, pointing to an ex- pansive medal on the bulging bosom of