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Show UTAH OFFICER Gllf PROMOTION AT FRONT Robert J. Binford, Formerly Former-ly at U. A. C, Is Made Lieutenant Colonel. Specdai to The Tribune. LOGAN, Oct. 19. News of the promotion promo-tion of Major Robert J. Binford, formerl' professor of military science and tactics at the Utah Agricultural college, to the rank of lieutenant colonel came in a rather dramatic manner to the college today, to-day, when Student Life, the students' paper at the Institution, received a communication com-munication from a former student, V. L. Mlnear, now captain In the Twentieth field artillery and seeing active service In France. Captain Mlnear was major nf the cadet battalion at the U. A. :. when Colonel Binford, then a lieutenant, was commandant. "The letter, which also gives a vivid account of Captain Mlnear' -first experience under fire is In part ue foliows: T have been under fire on several o -caslons. Believe me, shells surely have an entirely different sound comlns than going. T have always wondered what T would act like when I was belim I fired upon for the first time. I know . now. By the wildest stretch of imaginn- I tion I couldn't say that I enjoyed the I sensation. But with each succeeding 19. Of course, I told him to get out of there and get to his dugout, as he had no protection and we were being shelled bv a six-Inch battery. "'.'I called the kid to the office after it was all over with and questioned him as to why he had not gone at once to a place of shelter. He replied that he had been posted there and had received no orders to leave. I pressed him further as to why he waited for orders in a time of great personal danger, and he came right back at me with, 'I was ordered to quit my post only when properly relieved." re-lieved." Upon examination of his post I found that three six-inch shells had landed within fifty meters of him. I have recommended him for the Croix de Guerre. "I had the surprise of my life when I took over this position. I went down to pay my .respects to the commanding officer of-ficer of the doughboys. The adjutant took me into the Presence. He was sitting sit-ting with his back toward me. The adjutant ad-jutant introduced me to the colonel. The colonel turned around and said, 'Why, hello Mlnear!" And what do you think? It was Binford a lieutenant colonel." shelling: I reel Just a itttie more at nomc. T hope In time to be able to pay no attention at-tention to It. "I will tell you. as nearly as I can remember it, just how my first experience exper-ience under fire was staged. It was at B:46 in the morning. I had been up from 1 to 2:30 a. m. directing the unloading of ammunition, which Is always brought up In the clend of night. 1 was sleepy. The guns In the vicinity had been throwing throw-ing high explosives over into Germany and I wasn't paying much attention. Then there was a peculiar. long-drawn-out, squeaky shriek, followed by an explosion nearer than usual. T operied my eyes and came to life, so to speak. Then came another, first the distant bang of the gun and then the noise of the shell, indistinct at first, but getting louder and shriller as It cme nearer. Then the detonation of the shell as it struck, followed by the splinters falling on the tin roof of my dugout. "By this time I was fully awake. The only other officer I had wfth me was a tall New Englander, a graduate of Yale and a prince of a fellow. At this stage of the performance he stuck his head in through the door and said, 'Captain, I believe we are being shelled." Just then another shell landed and I remarked very casually (?). 'I know d well we are being shelled.' 1 crawled Into a pair of pants, my rubber boots and sheepskin coat, put on a gas mask and my tin hat and proceeded to get the men from their pllnterproofs to their hombproofs. "I was nervous, not so much for myself my-self as from the responsibility. You see, I was some miles from my headquarter? and It was up to me. I thought that 1 had my men under shelter, but when I got back to my post my telephone buzzed and the man out in front of the trenches on watch for infantry rockets reported verv formally, 'Sir. the battery is being shelled, just as cool and calm as the sergeant major would say, 'Sir, the details are correct,' or my top sergeant, 'Sir. the battery Is present.' He is Just a kid of |