Pulp Fiction, 1927 · page 7 of 168
Argosy All-Story Weekly, February 12, 1927 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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ARGOSY-ALLSTORY -_ FF E KK 1 oe VoL. CLXXXIV SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 1927 NUMBER 1 ‘ 5 a eens WZ OVER BR Your | \ZZ THE DE CObN TIS Fhundering [)auns, By WILL McMORROW Author of ‘‘ The Sun-Makers,’’ ‘‘ Wings of Adventure,’’ ete. THE AUTHOR RISES TO SAY: HEN a man is asked to say a few words about himself, his audierice is in for a protracted speech. There has been only one man in the history of the world who had any difficulty expressing in fluent periods what he thought of himself and he was tongue-tied. For the sake of the readers of the Arcosy-Aristory this will be as concise as possible. My acquaintance with things military started at the age of ten as a private in the rear rank in a small school on the Sound. The eagle eye of the director singled me out immediately as possessing all the qualifications necessary in a private and my vocation in hfe was decided. After six years I was still a private—-one of the chosen few. I think most of the otiers were majors. I enlisted, as soon as I could, in a field artillery regiment of the New York National Guard. They threatened to make me a corporal about the time I transferred to an infantry regiment. ‘The war in Europe came along just in time to save me from being made an infantry corporal. I took two hundred and ten unfortunate horses to France for an acquaintance of mine who said I would enjoy sea life, turned them over to the French cavalry and, in London, enlisted in the British arniy and wore the king’s coat—which I hope fitted him better than it did me—at a shilling a day— which was poor pay for the work I had to do. When a crowd of us started for Berlin one September morn by way of the Somme valley— recommended to us by the general in command—some German folks disputed the point at a place ; called Ginchy and filled me quite full of holes, utterly ruining the coat, and spoiling the party for me = absolutely. I attribute the misfortune to my having been made a corporal shortly before. Zz 1A i ee ee oe = Comicboo 3 fi\ 3) i M