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Feb. 20.
Getting Used To “Hell’s Fumes”
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This trench in an American training camp Is filled with “hell's fumes,” as they are called by the soldlen
Who have been through it over there These heavy gases hug the ground and sink down into deep trenchei
-and dugouts. Nothing is left undone at the American camp to give Sammy training which approximatei
actual war conditions. The soldier 'in the trench shown here is going through deadly poison gas. His helmes
eliminates ail danger of asphyxiation when properly used.
NOTE —If you want a copy of this photograph send 10 cents and this clipping to the Division of
jpommittee on Public Information, Washington.
HUMKA TIM
(Reprinted by Special Request from the
American Field Service Bulletin, Paris.)
You may talk about your voitures
When you're sitting round the quarters,
But when it comes to getting blesses in.
Take a little tip from me,
Let those heavy motors be,
Pin your faith to Henry F.’s old Hunka
Tin.
Give her essence and I’eau,
Crank her up and let her go,
You back firin’, spark foulin’ Hunka
Tin.
The paint ig not so good,
And no doubt you’ll find the hood
Will rattle like a boiler shop en route;
The cooler's sure to boil.
And perhaps she’s leaking oil,
Then oftentimes the horn declines to
toot.
But when the night is black,
And there's blesses to take back,
And they, hardly give you time to take
a smoke,
It’s mighty good to feel,
When you’re sitting at the wheel,
She’ll be running when the bigger cars
are broke.
After all the wars are past.
And we’re taken home at last,
To our reward of which the preacher
sings,
When the ukulele sharps
Will be strumming golden harps,
And the aviators all have reg’lar wings.
When the kaiser is in hell.
With the furnace drawing well,
Paying for his million different kind?
of sin,
If they’re running short of coal.
Show me how to reach the hole,
And I’ll cast a few loads down with
Hunka Tin.
Yes, Tin, Tin, Tin,
You exasperating puzzle. Hunka Tin.
I’ve abused you and I've flayed you.
But. by Henry Ford who made you,
You are better than a Packard. Hunka
' Tin.
( theWionalTrmy
(From Army and Navy Register.)
In the exercise of its functions the
draft machinery has compiled a mass of
detailed information as to the inmost
life of the country that will be of great
est value through all future years when
it is properly tabulated and arranged. It
represents a complete economic and
physical census of more than 3,000,000
men for that was the number examined
to obtain the 687.000. Contained in that
voluminous record is the most detailed
and personal history of each one of the
3,000,000. In the hands of experts it will
reveal things about American life never
known before, things that the doctors
have longed to know, that every econo
mist has guessed at in formulating his
theories; that congress has grouped for
in framing legislation. Its value, supple
mented as it wiU be by the records of
TRENCH AND CAMP
all the remainder of the 10,000,000 regis
trants within the next few weeks, is in
calculable.. It is a cross section of Amer
ican life, covering one solid tenth of the
whole population, showing conditions
geographically, by industries, physically
and in every other way it may be studied.
Since the first contingent, as they may
well call themselves, the first 087,000 men
were mobilized, vast changes have been
made in the machinery of thed raft. It
lias all been simplified and co-ordinated:
the volume of work required has been
reduced many fold; the efforts required
of the registrants brought down to a
minimum. Under the new questionnaire
plan, now getting into operation with a
smoothness that speaks volumes for its
efficiency, an almost incalculable amount
of labor has been conserved. All the
lost motion of men being called away
from their work has been taken up. Prob
ably not one man in five of those called
for examination will fail to arrive finally
at the cantonments.
But the men of the f-'rst contingent
need not feel that they have suffered
seriously by the change. The results
will be the same in the end; it is merely
the way 7 of obtaining them that has been
changed, and the second contingent will
be composed of the same men who would
have made it up had the old plan pre
vailed.
In this the first contingent may rest
assured. They are to see action first:
theirs is the best chance for promotion
by reason of their longer service; they
are the very front rank of the real fight
ing strength of the nation. Honors await
them at home and abroad, and those who
know the stuff of which the first elements
of the national army are made, know
that the honors will be well earned.
For the spirit of the army has been
born in these men as they moved into
the cantonments. There has sprung ur
almost at once a desire for the good of
the units to which the;* belong that is
called espirit, and which spells fighting
quality in the future. There is not a
regular officer commanding one of these
regiments or brigades or divisions who
does not acclaim- his men as the finest
soldier material ever assembled. The
regular military establishment, from top
to bottom, stands amazed at the enthu
siasm and zest for its business that
marks every unit of these drafted men.
They 7 are willing conscripts indeed.
League Island. —Casting aside the old
tradition that a soldier who marches at
the “route step’’ will travel farther and
with less fatigue than while at "atten
tion,” United States marines have adopt
ed the latter type of hiking, exclusively.
It has been proved that the old "go-as
you-please” method, so long in vogue in
military 7 units, will tire out the men much
quicker than the correct military style,
used at parades and drill. Marines, who
have used the “route step” during long
distance hikes in the Philippines, Haiti
and elsewhere, have adopted the "atten
tion” method to conform with the prac
tice in vogue in Europe.
The use of the term “Sammies” to de
scribe ur troops is almost unknown in
France, according to despatches received
from the United States officers in the
over-sea expedition. How the term came
into use is explained in this wise; When
the "first to fight” contingent steamed
into port the people on the wharf, shout
ed "Vivent les amis!” —pronounced "Veev
lays ah nice!” What tills means is “long
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It Takes Steady Nerves
Guarding our lines is like guarding our health —we must encourage
the care of our bodies —train our organs for bodily endurance, efficiency
and full achievement. We must take advantage of all the known means
to conserve our health. It is not so much a necessity to fight disease
as to cultivate health for long life, happiness and contentment.
If we wish to prevent old age coming too soon or the sudden attack
of lumbago or rheumatism, if we want to increase our chances for long
lif e _D r . Pierce says: .“Keep the kidneys in good order! Try to
eliminate through the skin and intestines the poisons that otherwise clog
the kidneys. Avoid eating meat as much as possible; avoid too much
salt, alcohol, tea. Try a milk and vegetable diet. Drink plenty of water,
obtain Anuric, double strength, at druggists, and exercise so you per-
Loire the skin helps to eliminate toxic poisons and uric acid.
For those past middle life, for those easily recognized symptoms
of inflammation, as backache, scalding “water,” or if uric acid in the
; blood has caused rheumatism, “rusty” joints, stiffness, get Anuric at
the drug store for 60c or send Dr. Pkrce, Invalids’ Hotel and Surgical
' Institute, Buffalo, N. Y., 10c for trial pkg. You will find Anuric many
i times more potent than lithia and eliminates uric acid as hot water
melts sugar. A short trial will convince you. Send a sample of your
; water to Dr. Pierce and it will be tested free of charge, or write for
t free medical advice to the Invalids’ Hotel.
An-urie is a regular insurance and life-saver for all big meat eaters
and those who deposit lime-salta in their joints. Try it now.
live the (our) friends?*.but “les amis” may
sound a good deal like "les Sammies,’’ and
the newspaper men so interpreted it. Im
mediately the folks "back home” began
calling our troops “Sammies,” but the
French have yet to acquire the habit.
AN IRISHMAN’S DREAM
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
So we are told, everyone must
Return again back to the earth
And leave this land which gave them
birth.
But before I leave this land of toil,
And shuffle off this mortal coil,
There are some things I’d deafly love
To answer for, when I go above.
The first for which I will ever pine
Is to find the guy who made lodine.
This man’s a menace to our welfare,
For his darned stuff’s painted every
where.
He’s got our doctors in the notion
That a broken leg is just lost motion;
And if they paint it with his dope—
It doesn’t matter how bad it’s broke —
It’ll mdnd the joint and be first rate
And the patient can hop at the same
old gait.
A fellow like this has got some gall,
And I’d like to make him drink it all.
The next is the gent from the Sunny
South,
Who went up North with a careless
mouth.
And. with a fickle and heartless plea,
"Slipped it over” on the powers that be.
This man’s the meanest that 'ere was
born.
For he told them Georgia was always
warm,
And seemed the finest place for troops-
They never would have colds or croups.
I’d like to have this gent about
Some night in our tent, when the fire’s
out,
To see if he didn’t make a mistake
In regards to the weather of Georgia
state.
I’d also like to find the man
Who makes the blankets for Uncle Sam
And have a little chat with him,
Because he makes them too darned
thin.
It spems to me a foolish waste
To make a blanket out of paste,
And roll it out like a small, thin dime,
To warm, a fellow in this clime.
For I have found this Southern breeze
Requires more than wrappings of
cheese
To keep a guy from shaking apart
And prevent the cold from stopping
his heart.
Another whom I have on the bill
Is the guy who invented a certain pill
And gave it to our medical staff,
Claiming it makes, all sick men laugh
It cures all colds, all aches and pains,
So we are told by men of brains.
And all diseases you ere heard tell,
This little pill will make you well.
The magic power of this curse
Is that it only makes you worse.
So I would like to find this “bloke”
And jam them down him ’till he’d
choke
Last but not least 1 am looking for
The guy who started this man’s size
, war.
FoT him I’ve got a special brand,
At which I’d like to try my hand.
I’d like" to paint him with lodine
And bring him among the Georgia pine
And wrap him in my blanßets thin
Feeding those wonder pills to him.
I’d like to drill him every day;
Make him allot his whole dar» pay;
I wouldn’t give him any booze.
And I’d make him hike in "hob-nailed”
shoes.
If I could deal these men their fates
I'd bow vtith joy at the Pearly Gates.
—Leo L. Carroll.
Co. D, 110th Infantry.
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