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L Hi ls! ! ! i lii i i TRENCH AND CAMP CAMP HANCOCK, Augusta, Ga. EDITION, 12,000. GEO. B. LANDIS~and J. EDGAR * • PROBIN, Editors. Published gratis by THE HERALD PUBLISHING CO., Augusta, Ga. ISSUED EVERY~V iDNESDAY. Vol. I.—Nov72l7"lSl7—No. 7. Application has been made for TRENCH and CAMP for entry as : il Matter of the Second Class at the Au gusta, Ga., Postoffiee. SUBSCRIPTION RATES. Trench, and Camp will be mailed to any address in the United States (limited to 1,000 copies) at the- follow ing rates: Three months 15c Six months 25c One "year . .50c NOTICE. This edition of Trench and Camp is limited to 12,000 copies. An effort will be made to place one or more copies in every tent. If parties are desirous of other copies, application should be made to the nearest Y. M. C. A. building, where they will be gladly furnished as long as they last. As the edition is limited to 12,000 copies, please do not throw your copy away, when you are through with it. Pass it on to some other fellow. News items, personals, programs, meetings, announcements, et i. T from all the units in the camp wilt be welcomed by Trench and Camp and printed as far as space per mits. These communications can be left with secretaries at any of the Y. M. C. A. buildings and will be turned over to the editors. All copy should be turned in as early as possible. No copy can be hand led later than Monday noon, pre ceding date of issue. Trench and Camp will be issued every Wed nesday by THE AUGUSTA HERALD, Publishers of the Camp Hancock Edition of Trench and Camp. ARE YOU A SLACKER? Once again the chief magistrate of the United States has called upon his countrymen to assemble themselves to gether in the respective places of wor ship, to thank God for His manifold blessings. There never can be a national Thanksgiving, in the real meaning of the term, unless the individual feels the impulse. We have observed the form by the issuance of national, state and municipal proclamations, but with many citizens, the reading of the presi dent’s message is sufficient proof of their gratitude. Each succeeding year finds the “union” service more sparsely attend ed. In fact, the “union" service itself is sufficient proof of the abnormal disregard of the day and its purpose. Why should a “union” service be held in any good-sized community boasting of a number of churches? There are not enough churches in Augusta to contain the people if every individual expressed his gratitude to God in pub lic worship. It is because of the failure of so many individuals that a “union” service be comes necessary. We quote “union” because there is very little of it. Peo ple do not unionize in the community Thanksgiving service as they should. Otherwise several churches would be forced to hold union services. Ona auditorium would not contain all. What is the reason for so much indif ference? WE ARE SLACKERS! In the sight of the great God who cheated the universe: in the sight of His Son. who shed His Mood for us: in the sight of those who do not profess faith in our religion, WE ARE SLACKERS! It is an ugly thing to be known as a slacker, so far as military service goes. How much more despicable must it he in the sight of Jehovah to see His creatures lacking in annreciation: thoughtless; irreverent: refusing to obey the advice of their president to bow the knee in thanksgiving for all the blessings received. What nation under the sun has so much cause for thanksgiving? For three years, our allies bled and died and we were unsaourged by the awful blight of war. For three years our commerce, our industries and national wealth expanded abnormally at the ex pense of the warring nations until we hecame money-mad and our national conscience was stupefied. Through the efficiency of the British fleet, our ships were able to traverse all the seas despite the submarine. Through the glorious sacrifices of the Russians, the French, the British, the Italians, the Rumanians. Serbs and others, we were permitted to go on, hoarding and accu mulating. Our crops have been abundant. In natural resources, no nation is richer. In education and science, our men and women are leaders. The blessings of our public school sy>tem should give every loyal American cause for abun dant gratitude. Our political freedom Page 4 TRENCH AND CAMP —the blessing of democracy for which \/e are again f.ghting—was won after years of strife and bloodshed. The solidarity of the nation was achieved through immeasurable sacrifice. Our land is flowing with milk and honey and the downtrodden of the world have found here a haven of refuge. The gospel of the brotherhood of man is sweeping the world with terrific force and we are emerging into the dawn of a higher civilization. Is there not cause for national thanksgiving? Have we not been fav ored of the Almighty? One hundred million voices answer, Yes. God has been good to us. Then let us go to our appointed places of worship and offer up our hymns of praise and prayer. Or, failing that, let us stand or kneel for a few moments, wherever we may be, and voice our gratitude to God. DO NOT BE A SLACKER! God of our fathers, known of old! Lord of our far-flung battle line; Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine; Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet— Lest we forget! DEDICATED TO SERVICE. Three of the Y. M. C. A. buildings at Camp Hancock have been dedicated by appropriate exercises. Generals, col onels, and chaplains have taken part in these exercises, have expressed their appreiation, complimented the work well begun, and expressed high hopes for continued success. The statements made by these men by association workers, and others, left no room * for doubt that the Y. M. G. A,, placed first, and foremost the development of the spiritual life of men. On this develop ment depends the happiness, content ment. efficiency and persistency of the soldiers,-»and indeed the morale of the entire division. But all of the Y. M. C. A. buildings have been dedicated in a larger way. by the work accomplished in the past months. The self-sacrifice of the sec retaries, the opportunities for physical, mental and spiritual growth, the high resolves made by some soldiers, the re straint from sin, the new birth or righteousness—all of these hallo-w as sociation buildings more than dedica tory prayer or sermon. And the days to come must prove, by the enlargement of lives, the conse cration of men, the introduction of in dividuals to God, that these buildings are actually dedicated to the service of God and the welfare of the soldiers of the Twenty-eighth Division. OUR WIVE§ AND MOTHERS J. EDGAR PROBYN. When the roll call of earth has been sounded And the guerdons of Life have been won, There’ll be some who have fought Life’s battles Never hearing the plaudits of men; Who have stood by their post without flinching, Though the burdens were heavy to bear, And have faced all the odds like heroes. With courage that naught can com pare. Their tasks have been ‘humble and lowly, Nor sought they the glitter of fame, They labored from dawn until sunset, Plodding patiently on through the game. These are the heroes immortal, Who sacrificed ail they held dear, Seeking only the welfare of others, Undaunted by peril or fear. Who are the uncrowned heroes, Who fight till the battle is won? These are the women who bore us— The wives and the mothers of men. And when God in His justice and mercy Crowns His faithful with plaudit: “Well done!” Who first will receive His glad wel come? — The wives and the mothers of men. Gamp Hancock Y. M. C. A., November 26th, 1917. THE RED TRIANGLE (Will D. Muse in the Memphis Commercial Appeal.) The brown boys are calling, they’re calling to you, They're calling with voices vibrant and true; They're calling for comfort, they’re calling for cheer, They’re pleading and praying—ah' surely you hear? They’re fighting and falling, but never will stop Till they surmount all -barriers and go Over the Top. So loosen your purse-strings and help them today While the Rcfyal Red Triangle blazes tho way. You revel in luxury, you wallow in gold, While the blood that runs through your body is cold. Wake up to the crisis, learn more es the need — You’re pampered and softened and blind in your greed; You give up a few paltry dollars, and then You smile with conceit, and call yourselves men— But what of the boys all hell couldn’t stop? They’re cheering and climbing right Over the Top. They ask you for nothing, they made no demands, They went without question to war-stricken lands; They shrink not from hardship, thev count not the cost, For what can be gained if Freedom is lost? The yoke of oppression, so heavy and dread. Will only be raised by the hands of the dead. So give and give gladly—give while you pray, And while the Red Triangle blazes the way. Judge Hoar Gave Good Advice to Soldier Son Norris Ewing, advertising manager of The Augusta Herald, was the chief speak er at the Rotary Club last week and dur ing the course of his remarks, read a letter written by Judge E. Rockwood Hoar to his son, who had just started for the war between the States, December 15th, 1862. The suggestion was made that Trench and Camp be asked to publish the letter, in the hope that it might be of value to the soldiers at Camp Hancock. It is worth reading, since the application may be made by every man engaged in the great world war. Here it is: “My Dear Boy: “I did not have the opportunity I had hoped to talk with you last evening—and, therefore, take this opportunity, when we are sending you your mittens and the en velepoes which you forgot, to give you a few words of affectionate counsel from home. “One of your first duties as a soldier will be to take all the care you can of your health. The firmer that is,, the bet ter you wilt be able to do any service, or undergo any fatigue, required of you. To preserve your health you must try to lead asc regular and temperate, a life as pos sible. I hope you will not try to avoid, your full share of labor, danger, or ex posure, where hither is necessary or call ed for. Take every proper occasion for bathing your whole body—and scrupulous ly regard your personal cleanliness, no matter how much trouble it may give you. Have nothing to do with spiritu ous liquors of any kind. Take your food as regularly as you can get it, and neither cat. immediately nor go a long time with out food, if you can avoid it. Especially be careful not to eat to excess after long fasting. “I hope you will never disgrace yourself by any profaneness or obscenity, and will avoid all conversation and companions where they are practiced or allowed. "Try to preserve a cheerful and con- Military Leaders from Pennsylvania . When it comes to military and naval leaders in this great crisis of our coun try, the Old Keystone State can: swell with pride, for among the more noted men entrusted with the task of saving the world for democracy, are a number of men who were born in Pennsylvania or are of Pennsylvania stock. General John J. Pershing was born in Missouri but his family lived along the hills of Westmoreland county and he is of Pennsylvania stock. Major General W. 1,. Sibert, who is General Pershing’s right hand man, is from Pittsburg and helped build the Pan ama Canal. General Tasker H. Bliss, chief of staff, who is now in Europe with the Amer ican mission under Col. House, was born at Lewisburg and educated in Buckne'd University, where his father was acting president for some time. Admiral W. S. Sims is a real Penn sylvanian, his father having lived a‘ Orbisonia, Huntington county, where Admiral Sims lived as a boy. Brigadier General Charles J. Bailey commander of the troops at Camp Jack son, started life as a breaker boy in Tamaqua, Pa. Brigadier General Hunter Liggett, Indian fighter and Spanish-American war veteran, was born in Berke county. Major General William A. Mann, com mander of the “Rainbow Division” or natiopal guardsmen, is a native of Penn sylvania. , Brigadier General Peyton O. March, commander of the artillery. forces in France, is a native of Easton. Brigadier General William Murray Black, chief of engineers of the IT. S Army was born in Lancaster. PATRIOTIC POEMS. In this issue we present two poems by Pennsylvanians. "We Are Coming,” is from the pen of William McClure Melick, of Harrisburg; Mr. Melick is a former resident of Center County, and has many friends at Camp Hancock. “Charge! Charge! Forward Dash!” is the contribution of B. F. M. Sours, of Chamberstourg*, Mr. Sours is a prolific contributor to periodicals, his writings in prose and poetry numbering 1.700. We appreciate the interest and patriotic im pulse manifested by these home folks, who have the welfare of the boys at heart. Nov. 28, 1917. i tented spirit and encourage it in others. Bear hardships without grumbling and always try to do more, rather than less, than your duty. You will have occa sion to be jjatient much oftener than to be brave. "The duty of a soldier is unquestioning obedience—but, beyond this, I hope you will cultivate a kind, respectful and con siderate temper toward your officers. “I hope you are going with a love for your country and your cause, and with .a determination to be faithful to every duty you have undertaken. My boy, you bear the nameof one who, to the end of his honored life, never shrunk from a duty, however painful, nor from a danger to which duty called him. Be sure that you do not discredit it! Neither by cow ardice, bv falsehood, by impurity, by lev ity, nor by selfishness. Remember al ways your home and your friends —those who will welcome your return with pride and joy if you shall come back in virtue and honor; who will cherish your memory if, faithful an dtrue, you have given up your life; but to whom your disgrace would cause a pang sharper than death. Remember your obligations to duty and to God. Any may these thoughts keep you from temptation and encourage and strengthen in danger or sickness. "And now. my dear boy, I commend you to God —and to the power of His grace. May God bless and keep you. Think of your Heavenly Father in health and in sickness, in joy and in sorrow. Go to Him for strength and guidance. You are very dear to our hearts —and your ab sence leaves a great place vacant in our home. If it be accorded to His will, may you came back to us in safety and honor —but whatever is before us, may His mercy and love be ever with you and His grace be sufficient for you. "With deep affection, your father, “E. R. HOAR.” “Samuel Hoar, Corporal, 48th Regt., Volunteers.” LETTERS OF A CONSCRIPT No. 3 (By Henry.) Dear Hank: Well, hear it is time for me to rite you agin. I gess you thot I had gone to France by now, for we have ben hear three weaks. We’ve hen Kingin' "‘We Don’t Known Wher We're Going but We’re on Our Way.” We know wher we’re going, Hank, but we’re not on our way yet. Anybody knows wher we’re going. Hank, even you know that, which is to Germany. And if we dont go purty soon, I’ll ast the sargent to send me and Bud Sloan on ahead. Bud Sloane is my ptil, Hank, bein as how youre not hear. Bud sez we mite go to the Kost and row acrost to France if we ketch a quite day, but I’d ruther go on a bote run by steme, what you doant has to row, like the one on Turkey creek lake you know Hank, up in Ozark county, only it runs by gass. But if its as fur acrost >h«., Oshun as it is bum Mizzouri down hear, this sure is sum big old world. No won der the Kaiser wanted to own it to raize cain on, Hank. I gess he woodn’t get stung if he owned some of our Ozark county land, eh Hank? Recollect that piece we sowed to rye? He couldn’t raize nothing on that. But what I’m fraid of is. that some foreigner, such as a Frenchman, or a Englishman, or a Belgium, wall get him before I get a whack at him. Hank. But once I get acrost, I got a scheme no body has thot of yet. Its a secret, and not to be told even to the gornnient I toald Bud about it, and Bud ast the sarg ent if I could work it. The sargent sez he gesst X mite try it, and; if it wrked our conpny wood get a furlbw or some tun. Hear it is. Hank. lam to learn to talk dutch,and dress up in germans cloze. Then Igo over to Berling and call on the Kaiser for dinner or some thun, Hank. O boy, wont he be sup prized when I take him capture? But they’s one thing I’m not going to tell anybody. Hank, I’m not going to take this goverment gun a tall, for I havent shot it none, but my good ole doubel barel gun which is sum gun eh, flank 9 I got a letter frum Maggie and she say she wanted me to bring hack her a suve near, a crown or sumthun. You tell her T toald you I sure loved her enuff to re member her ever wish, only doant tell ner.l told you to tell her, Hank. Wan’t she be proud if I come back a sargent or major or somethun? Oh yes, Hank, I hear they are going to make another draft. Take my advice, Hank, and come on in before vou are draftet. I wisht 1 had now. By this tune I wood have been a boss like the lootenant, then I could a worn a star or somethun and a gold hat cord, and the guys would saloot me. Also I could wear a mustash. Say, Hank, remember how 1 grow-ed one a year ago last corn plantm time, when the razor was too aU r ~o r somethun? Well, the nrusstash a fellow gets in the army is some muss tash Hank, and makes a fellow look like Charly Chaplain. Hoping you are the same HENRY. . KISS CAKE RECIPE. Ims recipe was written bv Young Luk- f as ’ of Battery A, 108th Field Artillery; ' "0 s t m . af l e a c °ok of the same battery, * ut on a post innocent chicken belonging to a nearbv farmer* One armful of a pretty girl One lovely face. Two smiling eyes. Two rosy cheeks. One piece of dark piazza. A little moonlight. Into one large hand put a smaller one, so as not to attract attention. Dissolve one or two glances into a quantity of hesitation. Two ounces of yielding. Put kisses on the blushing cheeks Flavor with a little cream Put away to cool. A woman-hater is not justified in hat mg the whole sex merely bemuse he didn t succeed m marrying one of them '-*or f • he DID.