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TRENCH AND CAMP
CAMP HANCOCK, Augusta, Ga.
EDITION, 12,000.
GEO. B. LANDISand J. EDGAR
PROBYN, Editors.
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Edition of Trench and Camp.
LEARN THE MARSEILLAISE.
During the visit of Captain -Hobson to
Augusta, a suggestion was made by him,
which we deem worthy of instant action.
Said he: "Why would it not be a good
plan for the Y. M. C. A. to teach the sol
diers the French national anthem, so
that when they reach the great republic
on .the other side, they will know the na
tional anthem?” y
This is a good suggestion and we pass
it on to Professor Tebbs, our chorus di
rector, and all who assist in the songs the
soldiers sing. The writer attended the
recent session of the Federation of Wom
en's clubs in St. John’s Church, where
three visiting French officers were pre
sented to the audience. The brave French
men were asked to lead in the singing
of their national anthem, and the audi
ence was' invited to join them.
One of the French officers sang well.
He sang earnestly—as if he had before
his mind the rush of his brave comrades
on the battlefields of France. With the
exception of the little assistance given
by his fellow countrymen—who were not
vocalists—he sang alone. There was no
response from the audience. Perhaps it
was because the words were printed in
French and the majority of the audience
was unable to read the language. At
at any rate, the lack of response on the
part of the great audience was pitifui,
and the French officer sang until his
face became red with the effort.
We can pay no greater compliment to
our European brothers than by having the
bands learn "The Marseillaise” and
teaching our soldiers to sing it. Can you
imagine the effect upon Frenchmen of a
brigade of American soldiers singing the
French national anthem with the same
spirit as we sing "My Country, ’Tis of
Thee?” It would inspire them and give
them new courage. Incidentally, our men
might be rehearsed more frequently in the
singing of "The Star-Spangled Banner.”
A GE NI AL "PROFESSOR.
It is a matter of sincere regret to the
secretaries of the Army Y. M. C. A. at
Camp Hancock that Prof. Irving L.
Foster, of Pennsylvania State College,
is obliged to report back to the college
this week. Prof. Foster is instructor
of Romance Languages at State Col
lege and is an expert linguist. Aside
from his professional skill as an in
structor, he is one of the most genial
men in the camp and his cheery pres
ence has been an inspiration to all the
Army Y. M. C. A. men as well as the
officers with whom he has mingled.
Trench and Camp has been fortunate
in securing several valuable articles
from the pen of Prof. Foster, the con
densed story of "Joan of Arc,” in last
week’s issitte, being a delightful epi
tome of the events and character of
France’s romantic heroine. We hope
to receive further articles from Prof.
Foster while he is at the college and
will publish for several weeks, one of
his short practical lessons in French,
which every man in Camp Hancock
should study. We express the wish
that we may have the privilege of hav
ing Prof. Foster with us again as soon
as his scholastic affairs permit. Until
then, good luck, Professor!
TRENCH AND CAMP
MOVIES VS. FRENCH.
In a detailed report of the activities
of the department of French instruc
tion at Camp Hancock, Prof, Foster
cites some of the discouraging features
and in addition to mentioning the fact
that the men are busy with army work
and do not want to give up their leis
ure hours, he also suggests that the
men want to be amused instead of in
structed.
He has visited every command in the
camp and has done all that is possible
to organize classes, so that he is in a
position to speak authoriatively. We
can readily see the desire for amuse
ment on the part of the men, and since
the Y. M. C. A. provides so much of
it in the camp entirely free, it takes a
great deal of resolution for the average
man to give up part of his amusement
that his mind may be edified. How
ever, the matter of learning French
language should be stressed.
Men who have dealt with Italians and
Poles and Slavs who have come to this
country, unable to speak or understand
our language, realize the difficulties
that will confront our troops when they
go abroad. It is almost an absolute
necessity that our men should have
some knowledge of the language in the
country to which they may go. It will
save a great deal of embarrassment,
much confusion and misunderstand
ing, and will add greatly to the effic
iency of the men when on the battle
front alongside of French soldiers.
The recent dispatch telling of Ger
man prisoners having an English-
German text book indicates the thor
oughness of the German staff. The
Army Y. M. C. A. at Camp Hancock
has done wl.at it could in the face of
many discouragements and if an or
der is issued, is prepared to assume
charge of the instruction for the en
tire camp, if placed on a compulsory
basis- Likewise, in the case of regi
mental sing- ong, which are admittedly
of great value in the army.
N O RTHCLIFFE’S - WARN ING.
In declining the administration of the
new air ministry of Great Britain, Lord
Northcliffe, the great publisher, said:
"May I also take this opportunity of
giving warning about our relations from
that great country from which I come.
We have had a tragedy in Russia, due
partly to Jack of allied propaganda to
counteract that of the Germans. We have
had the tragedy of Italy, largely due to
that same enemy propaganda. There is
one tragedy which I am sure we shall
not have and that is the tragedy of the
United States.
"But from countless conversations with
leading Americans I know that unless
there is swift improvement in our meth
ods here the United States will rightly
take into its own hands the entire man
agement of a great part of the war. It
will not sacrifice its blood and treasure
to the incompetent handling of the affairs
of Europe.
“In saying all this, which is very much
on my mind, believe me. I have none but
the most friendly feeling toward yourself,
and that I am greatly honored by your
suggestion.
"Yours sincerely,
"NORTHCLIFFE.”
LETTERSOFA“CONSCRIPT
No. II
(By Henry.)
Dear Hank:
Well, here I am, still in the Army.
You remember 1 wrote last weak and sez
I gess I woodn’t get to go to France
for a ,weak. We ben hear that long, and
the sarjent sez we want go till we’re
ready to whip the hole German Army.
Say, Hank, I’m sure havin’ sum time.
They’s a hole lot to lorn about bein a
soljer. I didn’t know before I was draftit.
In the army, Hank, you’ve got to do just
as the sarjent tells you. If you sass back
he makes you clean up and everything.
You see bein as how he owns the tents
and guns and things and let’s the gov
ernment use them in case of war, the gov
ernment makes him boss. The lootenant
is straw boss. I wondered what sort of
a job the general had, and ast one of the
fellers in my tent about it. He sez, why
ain’t you seen the general yet? I sez no.
He sez there he goes over there. You got
to saloot generals and big guns, so I
went over and salooted. Then the guys
last. He wuzn’t a general, Hank, he wuz
list a corpril.
But I got even. Hank. Here’s the way
I did. The lootenant told us to brush
up and look like we wuz somebody. Say,
you know what a looker I am when I’m
brushed up—you remember when I got
that new suit last year—well, you awt to
see me in unaform. But I saw a guy with
a gold leaf on each shoider. You awt to
seen them shine, Hank, so I got two for
myself. I put em on. and wawked up
the company strete. What do you think.
Hank, a lot of guys salooted me. You
saloot a guy, Hank, when he's a big gun
or somethin’. I thot maybe they’d found
out about me bein a Private, till the sar
jent saw me. You awt to seen how he
looked. He didn’t know whether to cuss
or las, so he done both. He sed no body
but a major could ever wear them gold
leeves. A majer must be some gun, Hank.
Say. they call all the grub mess. They
call it mess because the boss of the grub
is a mess sarjent. Thev aint no fancy
stuff with it. but its good. And I sure
got a appetite. Hank, like when hay
harvest is on. You know how I can eat
when they’s hay harvest or somethun.
Say, remember I sed they wuz a Y. M.
C. A. down here? Well, they is. The
guys that run it are sure good sports, and
not preachers at all. only some of them
is but dont look like it. They give us
paper to Write on and give a show or
somethun all the time. What do you
know about that?
Nex time I’B tell you how I called a
Kernel down fer sassin the sarjent A
Kernel is a gun, Hank, but I didn’t no
it. I didn't call him down but once. Hank.
Then I felt like 10 cents. ($.10) Hoping
you are the same.
HENRY.
A tobacconist in Williamsport drew a
line on his store window promising cus
tomers to send the smokes to Camp Han
cock boys when the window was filled to
the line—So Battery D, of the 107th F. A.,
which came from that town, is fumigat
ing the atmosphere of the Artillery Bri
gade.
DU PAIN FRANCAIS ET DU
PAIN DES ETATS UNIS
(French Bread and United
States Bread.) ».$•
(Apologies to K. C. B.)
When they CAME
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To our CAMP
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They were CLAD
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In beautiful STEEL
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Gray uniforms AND
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liwputed our WARES
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And approved OF
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Them and we WERE
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Surprised at THEM
And their REMARKABLE
Etiquette and POLITENESS
They said THAT
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They had NOT
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Eaten any OTHER
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Than black BREAD
Where they CAME
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From and OUR
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Bread tasted to THEM
Like CAKE
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I almost MADE
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Myself ashamed FOR
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I stared at and ENVIED
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Them because I
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Thought they WERE
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Real heroes and WORTHY
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of our praise SO
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I was proud OF
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Having come in CONTACT
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With the FRENCH
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OFFICERS.
BLUE AND GRAYNO MORE
(By DOROTHY PEAK AULT, Chatta
nooga, Tenn.)
What has become of the blue and gray?
They have blended into brown.
The blue once marched against the gray.
But not together they march today;
For there are no Yanks,
And there is no gray—
Under one flag they are bound.
What has become of the Yankee lads?
And where are the Rebels, too?
They’ve ail gone together across the sea
To fight that their country may still be
free;
For there are no Yanks,
And, there are no Rebs—
Americans only are the gray and blue.
And where is the feeling that once they
bore
In the fifty years that have passed?
Every heart that beats, though many are
sad.
Goes out with pride to every lad"
For there is no North,
And there is no South—
One land under God at last!
—Confederate Veteran.
wanted—ldeas
Thorughout the United States there is
one thing wanted more than any other,
and that is a good idea. What is an idea?
An idle idea is no possible good to any
one. Work out a good idea and vou are
doing something for this good old world
that has been so bitter, yet so sweet, in
its bitterness.
Ideas are needed to defeat Prnssianism.
Can't you help? We can get all the men
we want by the great selective draft, yet
we cannot got the ideas that these men
can best use to their advantage.
Try and do your bit! Don’t he a moral
slacker! .
Here is a hint, men! Get the IDEA
that you can induce someone to subscribe
to the great Y. M. C. A. Soldiers’ Fund
by which you are given so many privi
leges at the numerous shacks. Keep the
ball rolling and let the good work go on.
Get the idea that you can give somebody
elsa the idea. Do it now.
If you can’t do either of these things,
don't grieve about it. Get the idea that
you can be good and spread jov to others
and you will reap the harvest of the seed
y-m have sown.
Get the idea!
ONE C>F THE FIELI; BAKERY.
George K. Yapp, General Secretary of
the British Young Men's Christian Asso
ciation, has been made by the King, a
Knight of the Empire and is now Sir
George Yapp. He has also been asked,
because ol his efficiency in organizing
association work, to undertake the pro
motion of the Home Defence League for
the government.
CARELESSNESS.
I have destroyed more men than all
the wars of the world.
I am more deadly than bullets, and
I have wrecked more homes than the
mightiest of siege guns.
I steal, in the United States alone,
over $300,000,000 each year.
I spare no one, and I find my vic
tims among the rich and poor alike;
the young and the old: the strong and
the weak; widows and orphans know
me.
I east my shadow over every field
of labor from the turning pf the grin
stone to the moving of every train.
lam relentless. lam everywhere—
in the home, on the street, In the fac
tory, at railroad crossings and on
the sea.
I bring sickness, degradation and
death, and yet few seek to avoid me.
I destroy, crush or malm; .1 give
nothing, but take all.
I am your worst enemy.
I AM CARELESSNESS!
Nov. 21,1917.
SUGGESTIONS
FOR SLACKERS
Now a great deal has been said about
how everybody may do their bit. Numer
ous articles have been written by indi
viduals who, if less competent are at
least as well known as myself. Sugges
tions have been made which tell how the
farmer may do his bit by raising some •
crops, a phenomenon which he has re
peatedly attempted in the past, but jrp
parently never, up till the time of the
war, accomplished. Remarks have been
made pointing to the duty of the laborer,
which in most instances seems to he to la
bor.
Father is told to do his bit by eating
less meat and raising his own vegetables
to fill the vacancy. Mother is told to
do her bit by feeding the dog only one
biscuit per day, whereas that worthy
canine has in the past eaten two and
buried one for a financial stringency dur
ing a democratic administration. The re
mainder of the household knit sweaters
and attend Clubs for the Prevention of
Homesickness Among Soldiers. But as
yet nothing has been said about how the
slacker may do his bit, and as a conse
quence, I have been quite shocked on
numerous occasions to find that he never
does it.
So, full of indignation that our uublic
has overlooked the slacker, I feel that it
is time he Was given his share of at
tention. This should be done bv one
capable of dealing with his str.tegic sit
uation, such as myself of whom 1 have
the honor to be whom.
Now, I suggest that the slacker organ
ize himself into clubs. That is the first
prerequisite for deliberating movements,
and the u«Mdter must not think of moving
without deliberating. Congress never
does, and .seldom then. Now, having
thoroughly clubbed himself, the slacker
should consider the following sugges
tions, which I do not wish to make im
perative upon the slacker, for he already
has so much to bear.
I suggest that the slacker be encour
aged to join nitting societies. To nit
seems to be a favorite pastime with him
anyhow. Besides other nitting, he should
be given lessons in knitting wristlets for
the soldiers. I know of no greater so
cial pastime for the slacker than learning
to knit wristlets for the soldiers. Besides,
an expert mathematician has figured out
for me that the average slacker of mili
tary age, who has no excuse for not
joining the army except a dependent,
watch-fob, has about enough energy to
knit one wristlet per year. Think 'how
many soldiers would be provided with
wristlets if the war were to last one hun
dred years!
Then, I suggest that the slacker arouse
the community by flag-raisings. Invita
tions should be sent broadcast, 'particu
larly to the young ladies. I know of no
more inspiring sight than to see a num
ber of stalwart slackers hoisting a flag
to the top of the courthouse, tea room,
or ijay barn, while the ladies cheer and
the band plays "Go Johnny.” Besides,
the use of flags will encourage the cot
ton crop, and thereby give employment
to the negro or the South.
Also, there is a matter of grave con
cern connected with the dependent bull
dogs of those whom the cruel draft has
sprung to arms overnight. Many who
would have been good and faithful slack
ers, have been tifged to enlist so firmly
that they responded to the draft. Many
were the sole support of bull dog pups,
which though not artistic are recog
nized as having a distinct bearing upon
society. Now. slacker clubs should care
for these bearings upon society and there
by find profitable employment.
Finally, the slacker should by all means
utilize the "saving daylight” plan. I am
quite grieved to find that the plan has
not been generally adopted among our
slackers. The idea is very simple. You
set your clock forward an hour or so.
Then, if you are guileless and unsophis
ticated enough you can no doubt fool
yourself into believing that it is the cor
rect time of day. Slackers Should S set
their watches forward at least three
hours. Then .when it is about nine
o’clock, time for the slacker to get up
and put on his armor to kill another dav,
he will remember that it is really only
six o'clock, and will sleep until twelve.
This will give him an extra three hours
to loaf a might, and also save three
hours of daylight in sleeping which other
wise would have been wasted.
For, as someone besides myself has
very ably said, we must save everything,
if the world is to be made safe for de
mocracy and the slacker.
Do You Know
“The Marseillaise?”
Below we give the English version of
the French national anthem, although it
is not a correct translation. We also
give the original French version, which
all the soldiers at Camp Hancock should
learn:
English Version.
Ye sons of Freedom, wake to glory!
Hark! hark! what myriads bid you rise!
Your children, wives, and grandsires
hoary.
Behold their tears, and hear their cries!
Behold their tears, and hear their cries!
Shall hateful tyrants, mischief breeding,
With hireling hosts a ruffian band,
Affright and desolate the land.
When peace and liberty lie bleeding?
CHORUS.
J
To arms, to arms, ye brave!
Th’ avenging sword unsheaths'.
March on, march on, all hearts resolved
On liberty or death!
The French Version.
(Written by Rouget De Lisle.)
Allens, enfants de la patrie
Le jour de gloire est arrive.
Centre nous de la tyrannic
L’etendard sangiant est leve!
L'etendard sangiant est level
Entendez-vous qans les campagnes
Mugir ces feroces soldats?
Ils vinnent jusque dans nos bras
Egorger nos fils, nos compagr.es.
Aux armes citoyens!
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons! Marchons!
Qb’un sang impur abreuve nos silloas!