12 THE WADSWORTH GAS ATTACK a n d RIO GRANDE RATTLER f f p i c x kG N N E D ^ A v .c ON THE ROAD TO SPARTANBURG D IVISION HEADQUARTERS TROOP. Lieutenant Cameron is back with the troop after a twenty-day honeymoon. His bride is now residing in Spartanburg. One of the recently appointed first-class privates has been burning things up so much lately that he even attem p ted to collect the insurance on the troop auto in front of the Cleveland. Somebody says Stark is taking orders from a rival automobile concern. Hampton Anderson, who hangs his hat in the Division Intelligence Office, is rapidly losing all his respect for the members of the press. Every morning one of the scribes is sure to ask him, ‘ ‘ H ave you any Intelligence this morning? ’ ’ Smiley, the Division mail custodian, is living up to his name. Even the recent bliz zard failed to change his beaming counte nance. Cornelius Vanderbilt, Jr., is now on his way to New York on a furlough. He is making the trip by auto. His only companion is a pet racoon, whose handiwork is well known to visitors at the Cleveland. The baa-baa benny coats are gone, but we still have the squirrel hunter caps. WELL BEHAVED. Reports gleaned' from over the entire country indicate that Uncle Sam’s army on leave is an orderly, well-behaved, gentlemanly one. “Tell me what you do when not fin the line of duty’ and I will tell you the kind of fighter you’ll make,” stands the test of gentlemanliness with the olive drab soldiery. H COMPANY, 107TH INFANTRY, BRIEFS. Of course the young blizzard hit H street and for a few days our row of tents resem bled a row of vanilla ice cream cones. It gets the first sergeant’s “goat” to hear anyone allude to the “Sunny South,” and one can hardly blame him, for plus his regu lar duties, he now has snow shovelling de tails to w o rry about. The company unites in extending a hearty welcome to Lient. Edw a rd M. B u rtis, who has just joined our happy family, having been transferred from the 10th N. Y. Infan try. Erw in S. Potter has been made a corporal and Privates Bellman, Johannes, King, Kowan, J. C. McCabe, M asterson, Payne, Sherm an, Stew a rt and Susse have been pro moted to privates first class. The unfavorable w e a ther has not hinder ed our training to any extent, and w ith drills, hikes, bomb throw ing, and practice in the use of the gas mask, the past week was far from wasted. However, it m u s t be adm itted, th a t our drill field was very much like Van Cortlandt P a rk skating rink, and everyone had to watch their step. If such conditions con tinue, why not an issue of O. D. in skates and such comm ands as “On skate into line!” ? -—“T.” K. The first call had ju s t been blown. The Signal Corps was w a k ing up. Suddenly a voice boomed out, “B a tteries for to-day’s game: Red Seal and E v e ready!”—-And a few days later they held a m ilitary funeral. NEW ASSIGNMENTS FOR CHAPLAINS IN CAMP. New assignm e n ts for regim e n tal chaplains, are announced as follows: F irst Lieut. Peter E. Hoey, chaplain to the 106th m achine gun battalion, and in ad dition to his other duties will continue his. tem p o rary duty w ith the 107th infantry. F irst Lieut. Francis A. Kelly, chaplain to the 104th m achine gun battalion. F irst Lieut. John C. W ard, chaplain to- the 105th m achine gun battalion. First. Lieut. E'dwin F. Keever, chaplain, is perm a n e n tly assigned to the 27th division, and will report to the comm anding officer, headquarters train s and m ilitary police, for tem p o rary duty. An O. D. Table d ’Hote. T h e y ’re talking about food tablets again— this tim e for the arm y. An organization of privates has been formed to prevent the spreading of this idea to the minds of mess sergeants. If the plan bore fruit—no, not fruit—w h a t we m ean to say is, if the plan were perfected they’d probably give us one food tablet for breakfast and one and a half for dinner a n d one and three point seven and two one-thousandths for supper. The w o rst of it is th a t we w ouldn’t be able to tell the difference betw een a food tablet and an O. D. pill until it was too late. And* maybe, they’ll get to inoculating us for C h ristm as dinners.