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CHWBa&wgr I'm 1 111 i Ms WM iii’K uS jT 4t 1/^l—‘<32l *\ -r" - Sal Hi 1 1 ' hr M E3SO This is the story of the impressions of a Connecticut Yankee and a Pennsylva nia Dutchman traveling in Dixie Land, via a second-hand “tin Elizabeth,bet ter known in the South as a “John Hen ry” and in Detroit, Mich., as a “Ford.” This last name is really not inappropriate, since owing to the absence of bridges we were obliged to ford many a stream — but this is anticipating. We w'ere designated as “Pathfinders,” being the forerunners of a financial cam paign to raise $35,000,000 for the contin uation and expansion of the War Work of the Y. M. C. A. We early discov ered the advantage of traveling for a well established house whose goods were thoroughly advertised. We also discov ered that a better name for us would have been "Pathloosers” —but again, this is anticipating. Our route lay in southeastern Georgia. We were to cover seven hundred miles, more or less, visit about thirty towns, and return to Camp Hancock within two weeks. One of us had never driven any thing but a nail, and not over success fully at that. The other had never tackled a Ford. But we had a mutual faith in the Providence that looks out for fools and drunken men. The latter we knew we could not be, in a bone-dry state, and the former we were willing to become if necessary, for the good of the cause. Os course, we consulted a map. Several maps, to be specific. The au tomobile roads were indicated in green. This we felt was the most accurate thing about them. In the upper right hand corner of the map you will find a little innocent-looking chart, labeled, “Legend for Soils.” “Legend” is good. But not the soils—at leilst for roads. Sections of the map colored red indicated gray gravelly lands, granites, gneiss and mica chists (and scisrps.) “Yellow” indicated sandy soil. Most of the map covering our territory is colored yellow. Three miles before you reach a town a town a sign informs you that you have reached the "city” limits and you are to quicken your speed to eight miles an hour. This is to show your faith in the City Fathers who are responsible for the conditions <jf the streets. It also helps give the appearance of business and life in the place. The natives train them selves to appear blase when strangers ar rive. But they congregate quickly about the store or bank, or hotel where you stop. They are a friendly folk, these Georgians, and pure American. Also in their easy-going way they are enterpris ing. To bring together half a dozen or so of the leading citizens, is not a length or dif ficult task. The “judge” you will gen erally find in the Court House. The post master runs the “general store” in spare moments. The bankers (there are usual ly two, even in the smaller towns are easily located. This is the busy season in the financial world, down South? Cot ton is selling for almost thirty cents a pound. Seventy cents is the price for "Sea Isle,” a long fibre variety, that grows only in portions of Georgia. Crops are good. Money is pouring in. The banks are busy day and night. The col ored people are buying the more expensive autos. The other day a darkie whe could neither read nor write, drew his check with the aid of the bank clerk for $1,6Q0, to pay for his new car. He might have bought a good farm for the money, and feathered his nest, or perhaps we ought to say “cottoned” it, but he had "done set his heart on a car,” Speaking of the colored race, the north erner never understands the situation until he gets below Mason and Dixon’s line. The labor situation is made diffi cult by the necessity for black labor in the cotton fields and the tendency of the darkie to work for a few days and loaf until his money is spent. He lacks the incentive of working for the work’s sake He is conscienceless in the matter of a contract, leaving in the midst of a job sometimes "to get religion,” meaning by that not putting his religion into' his work, but having his emotional nature tickled by a “cyclone” evangelist, (Some people with white skins have a sub-cutan eous sympathy for him.) There has been a general exodus to the North on the part of colored people in many sections. The Southerner loves the negro. Ho understands him and exer cises remarkable patience, together with a certain degree of firmness, which se cures a respect that the average negro soon loses when he goes North. I believe the intelligent Southerner is the colored man's best friend. But to resume our narrative: We were speaking of the ’’leading citizens.” These of course include the school principal (sometimes commissioner) and the minis ters. The doctor frequently -owns and runs the drug store which seems like it might be stimulating to both trades, but falls short of being an unlawful mono poly by omitting the undertaking busi ness. The local editor ought never be omitted. He is an encyclopedia of in formation and classifies the citizens un der three heads. First-class: Those sub scribing for his paper and paying for it. Second-class: Those subscribing but not paying. Third class and no good: Those who do not subscribe at all. The ma jority of citizens seem to be in the sec ond class. We found these leading citizens not only willing to be led together in confer ence but quick and hearty in their re sponse to the needs and interests of the soldier boys. Men of all beliefs unite in this program of the Y. M. C. A. work in the camps. It is certainly up to the “Y” men to make good. The home folks are counting on us. Personally, 1 feel that the'little we can do for the boys, and the relatively small sacrifice that the sec retaries are making, compared to that which every soldier makes as a matter of course, is appreciated far beyond its deserts. But there is no discounting the warm-hearted praise which the boys themselves are giving generously to the work. People in southeastern Georgia know of the work and believe in it, and they hear of it from their own boys in camp. Having organized a group to take on the responsibility for the local financial campaign, it was our duty to proceed to the next town. This involved oil, gas, water, repairs, and a half hour or so of cranking. Between shifts of the last named function, it was the duty of the man recuperating, to study the map. We Page 10 SEEING GEORGIA By REV. WILLIAM V. BERG Army Y. M. 0. A., Camp Hancock TRENCH AND CAMP learned to apply higher criticism to verbal directions of natives. Even the docu mentary evidence required sifting, and we frequently had to depend on actual ex perience before coming to the truth. When not on the road to somewhere we were often in the road—hub deep; sometimes in sand. In that event you cut down branches and strewed them in the way, in the hope of a triumphal entry or exit. Sometimes you were in water—black and to all appearances fathomless. Once we stalled in the middle of a pond. In this instance a darkie ap proached on mule back. When within hailing distance he was invited to ride into the rescue. “What, Boss,” was his reply. “Me put mah feet in dat cole water! I wus bo’n in de summer time. I wus. Nothing doing.” Under the cir cumstances there was nothing for it but for the “Rev.” to remove shoes and stockings and wade in. Fortunately he was born in February. Frequently these sand pits lead into a* long narrow wooden bridge over a swamp or stream. Once at dusk when about half-way across, a wag on under mule power loomed not ten feet ahead, seeming to have arisen out of the mists of the swamp. It is against mule nature to back, so we had to. We would have been backing yet but for the Providence before-mentioned, which planted a tree between us and a thirty foot embankment. It is plain to be .seen that under these and other difficulties, there should have been a division of the labor of driving. The subject for debate often discussed but never settled between us, was: “Re solved, That an inexperienced driver suf fers a greater nervous strain than the man who rides with him and is under con tract to offer no suggestions.” I shall be glad to furnish material for both “pro” and “con” to Debating Clubs applying and enclosing stamps. My “pro” ex perience was on this wise. We had. been enjoying the novel sensation of a good road for several miles. It seemed •like my opportunity to do my bit. To my tentative proposition, my companion gave a not 'enthusiastic consent. He care fully explained the method of starting and of continuing at varied speeds. We were supposed to continue to move until we reached our destination, so the “gentle art of leaving off” was deferred until that point should have been reached. We were proceeding at a fair speed up a hill, when from out of the tall timbers by the roadside, a herd of cows started to cross, not thirty yards ahead. “Stop!” was the sharp command. “How?” was the sharper rejoinder. Before, the an swer could be given, we had executed a flank movement upon the enemy, and left her sprawling in the hjghway. When we did stop, I went back to investigate. The cow was in the same spot, gazing at me reproachfully. I wasted no sympathy, believing in the French Automobile Law which arrests the party that gets in your way. What I said to that cow is not to be repeated to my congregaiton. But the effect was electric. The bovine jump ed to her feet and retreated to the bushes. Oh, yes. we sampled real Southern cooking. We had “grits” for breakfast, grits for dinners, grits for super, too. Nearly everything is fried, and most of it is certainly tasty. Pork predominates. You meet piggy on the road, in the street, and always (cooked) on the table. “Beat en” biscuit are included in the general orders for the day issued by all hotel proprietors. Coffee is very rare in south east Georgia. They substitute a curious beverage, mildly resembling coffee in color, and tasting like nothing else I ever drank. Corn syrup, if you like mo lasses, you will enjoy at once, especially with their delicious hot cakes. Did you every try chewing a piece of sugar cane? The native does it with a neatness and despatch which we could not begin to imitate. This is the season for making syrup, and we frequently smelled the delicious aroma before we saw the mill in operation, a mule pati ently plodding his circuitous way, while the operator feeds the stalks between the two mill stones that press out the juice We found the Georgians a most hospit able and loveable people. One evening, “Elizabeth” refused to move. The place she chose was seven miles from the town we had left, and twelve from our desti nation. We modestly opened the hood to examine the intricacies of her organ ism. We did not wish to pry pruriently, but careful research revealed nothing the matter with electrical connections. There was plenty of gas. Ditto oil. We wat ered her. We tried priming and then cranking without priming. Several kind hearted passersby, offered suggestion and help. Nothing availed. Night drew on. Articles From You Wanted by Trench and Gamp The editor of Trench and Camp desires all Camp Hancock soldiers to con tribute to this paper. Poems, short articles on some special phase of camp life, human interest stories, jokes, will be accepted. Photographs will be wel comed, also cartoons. Get Busy! Send Today! Leave at any Y. M. C. A. Building, addressed to Trench and Camp. No supper—no bed—no telephone. Then I plodded back through the sand, by the light of the silvery moon, to the cross roads store a couple of miles to the rear. There the stout and good-natured pro prietor proved the good Samaritan. He came and had compassion on us, took us in his own car. to his home and put us up for the night. On the morrow, when we departed, he declined to take any remuneration, but his wife accepted a small gift to assist a needy family in the neighborhood. No better result can come from the presence of large numbers of men from the north in these southern camps, than the mutual acquaintance and under standing that ripens so soon to friend ship. We returned to camp before tnid night of the day scheduled for the com pletion of the trip. FATHER NOT WORRIED. One of the Y. M. C. A. secretaries at Camp Hancock was gratified a few days ago when a middle-aged man came to the counter and asked for some writing paper. To the secretary’s surprise, he an nounced that he had two sons at Camp Hancock and a son at home too young for service, but that he would be in the army fighting for Uncle Sam as soon as he was old enough. The secretary observed: “It's a fine thing for you to have your' boys with you at Camp Hancock, where you can keep your eye on them." The father responded earnestly: “I don’t have to keep my eye on them. They go to the Y. M. C. A. every night and I know they are all right. I see them every day and so long as they K /* z: -7 7 Z. Z X .. , WHAT IS CHIROPRACTIC ? ( Ki-ro-prak-tik ) It Is Not Medicine; Not Surgery; Not Osteopathy. It is a scientific method of adjusting the cause of disease without drugs or instruments, based on a correct knowledge of anatomy, and especially the nervous system. The Chiro practic idea is that the cause of disease is in the person afflicted, and the adjustment in correcting the wrong that is producing it. The function of every organ in the body is con trolled by mental impulses from the brain, which it transmits through the nerves. Any impingement of these nerves interfering with the transmission of mental impulses results in an abnormal function called disease. This in terference is produced by subluxated verte brae pressing upon nerves as they pass out from the spinal cord. The trained Adjuster is able to locate the point of obstruction or in terference, and by means of adjusting the sub luxated vertebrae corrects the cause, and nor mal conditions, or health, is the result. Investigation costs nothing, and means health and happiness. LEONARD KNOWLES, D. C. CHIROPRACTOR Palmer School Graduate 320 LEONARD BLDG. HOURS—I:3O—S:3O. Nov. 14, 1917. continue coming here, I shall not be worried about my boys.” We venture to assert that Camp Hancock can boast of this fact—a father and two sons in the same camp —and that few camps in the country can lay claim to so enviable a dis tinction. BAND CONCERTS Following is the schedule of band concerts in Augusta for the balance of the month: November 13th, 111th Infantry. November 16th, 1112th Infantry. November 20th, Third Infantry. November 23rd, Sixth Infantry. November 27th, Eighth Infantry. November 30th, Thirteenth Infantry. OVER SUBSCRIBED 54 PER CENT. Americans responded to the call for a second Liberty Loan by subscribing $4,617,532,300, an over-subscription of 54 per cent of the $3,000,000,000 asked, and only $383,000,000 less than the $5,- 000,000,000 maximum fixed by the treasury. Tabulations completed after the close of the nation-wide bond selling campaign, showed that every federal reserve district exceedd iets quota and 9,400,000 persons subscribed in the big war financing operation, which Secre tary McAdoo described as the greatest ever attempted by any government. Half of the over-subscribed sum will be accepted, making the actual total of bonds to be issued $3,803,766,150.