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The Rio Grande rattler. ([McAllen], Hidalgo County, Tex.) 1916-1917, November 27, 1917, Image 26

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THE WADSWORTH GAS ATTACK a n d RIO GRANDE RATTLER S' S J Y A .k ,./-\ Y •{ 108 Kennedy Place ‘ The Bright Store J u st Off Morgan Square ’ ComS am Groceries roauce Officers and enlisted men are particularly welcome in our estab­ lishment, \WL want them to feel that our office 'is their headquar­ ters while they are in town . Immediate A ttention Given to Verbal and Telephone Orders Cor. E z e ll a n d Choice S ts. Telephone 1351 m c \ \ t o e M B ' I , ________________ T y t o p }\ ' / m -ANT I t o t o T t o f : • ' » 1'; D r y P 1 t o t o ' t o Y ' ' - j iffn'fi- \’A V* /t o L Ato r ! o ■=- ■ p j i t o to\ ^ ‘ m <qto V r';; g | A v h t o t o / ' p \ ' /( m s v. M t o t o / \i \ * p i i ■ <Sk '■\ : W l i JITU A L i -SERIOUS CAfE \ /V UOU5T s, t o ^ a r , TNG 5100 THE CltQSC WHO Discovers five uays LATER THAT YOU RECEIVED A LETTER FIVE DAYS BEFORE. t u e m a s c o t w h o e a t s youc thuog : PESTS W E -THE RACKET ALL KNOW- IN O, D. There is the fellow in every camp who gen­ erates noise. He might be a useful bit of camouflage at certain times, say when we get in the trenches and we want to make the Germans think we have twice as much heavy artillery as we have. Then he might be set to work making noise, and the Boches would fl.ee before the air-splitting racket he could work up. Unfortunately, though, his noise-making abilities are always shown at the wrong time. He comes busting up to you when you’re sitting quietly trying to compose the Most Important of letters. He makes a boom with his service shoes like a hundred carpenters’ hammers. He walks with a sort of shuffling bang that chases ideas out of your head like British 40’s scattering Huns. His feet are only a small part of him. His month is the main works, the fountain head of all his peskiness. It begins tiring w ithout taking into account the whites of the enemy’s eyes, or anything else. It runs off like w ater out of a sieve. It chatters and Bleats and bores. It emits curses, foolishness and non­ sense. It saws and rasps, heckles and aggra­ vates. It knows neither times nor seasons. It starts going when everyone else in the b ar­ racks or the tent has drawn the curtains of repose. It giggles and gargles and slops over. It lets loose a chain of snickers when a weary annoyed pal joins his strenuous balling-out to others. This camp raeket-maker doesn’t know that a certain type of rubber heels absorbs many shocks. He doesn’t realize that heavy objects can be handled without being dropped and rattled around. His mess kit when he gets his hands on it sounds like cow bells at a football game or rattlers on election night. In fact, this fellow reminds one of election night or an old fashioned Fourth of July. He rackets while you’re trying to sleep, bangs when you’re trying to read and explodes when you’re wanting just a minute of calm repose to rest your nerves. When a concert is on in the Y. M. C. A. hut he gets up in the middle of a number and drags his studded boots over the wooden floor, drowning out the music. He never heard of tiptoes or a soft pedal. He lives in that style characterized musically as fortissimo. Some day he may be quieted, but until that millen­ nium he is the Human Racket in O. D.

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