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Show 9 See 0040 Private Hargrove! ty Marion Hargrove Lpri, NV KI oldietj s made Partaie s of s.000 fiirv t the ra lurs. ('IH IP), 'riiiirt, :xcn,v k Oti Private Marion feature editor of a been --.M newspaper, has army and is receiving Fort Bragg. He has traunng at cook and this coupled d JS Luent assignment to HP have I lie familiar with the Cora-H- e has also learned a lot points of goldbricking Aer favorite soldier pastimes. u,med all of the popular army Lssions. He has become well other J Rith a number of draws the Brst training period . dose this gang starts to break himself is Just starting rjrove f FAB: SO former e . , furlough. NS &E Ooooh! I shuddered violently, but he didnt see. He had turned his face and was coughing with real fervor. managed to get through the meal all right, weakened though we were by the firewater. I continued to impress him. The only obstacle I hit was his reminder that I would be spending Thanksgiving on kitchen police. We parted when I told him I couldnt get out of a reception I had to attend at 2; 30. I had impressed him and, with the aid of Providence, I might be able gulps. SERS money from him occa- sionally back at Fort Bragg. The meal cost me nothing, but the fifty-cetip was staggering. It to man a to drive enough worst should come to worst, I could y furlough you get a always hock my watch. If I had a mooch You York. New A lot watch. k hotel, bJl on an -- id that for those v to yourself . Thanksgiving all-oDay with all Its an be will s you roast Vermont turkey, its pies and squander your subi- fruits, its oil will and free cigan rioutous living, you will rettes was candies, another just day to me. altogether the fact that you to it. ' And then what hap: Phooey soldier. Our mess sergeant, one Orville D. was disgustingly cheerful when Pope, wake up at six oclock, no he awoke me in the morning. the out how late you stay "Please go away, I said. Just Then you cant go oefore. go away and let me gently curse. to You have buy sleep. Oh, Private he of civilian food to Hargrove, we have so much to be appetite. crowed, 0 with your Army thankful for. So very, very much! 1 in shop windows and see We have food, and warmth, and ou'd give your wisdom teeth in freedom! ; you think of your purse Food, weve got. I growled. In$36 a month and the inner avrnces you that you cant cluding potatoes, with peelings to XI CHAPTER ten-da- S (or T SKlhs ultra-swan- RKET pi rERN r Co, West jailers , W.p- - ilk sto' very much to put on civilian clothes, just fot a but your friends think you ns to a over ape like pretty in your m't let you pull mark ;s is uniform that the old blue -- jjt of mothballs, r't bad all the way through, He gave abstracted, sympathetic attention to Helen and the needs of his forlorn brood. By KATHLEEN NORRIS Millers have one son, aged 22. When THE nstance, I walked Ae other day and oie monejti pair'd r im, dwton licinea those io rings eoe, in retun ran into my own bar-i- n New York on a three-da- y We exchanged the prescribed nts on the smallness of the and I saw a sparkling oppor-t- o spread a thick layer of I could make the lad think boys from the imai out of the of these one filthy-ric- h pri- - itters nen it ter by c wspapf rat form Nv'vsrS vake up at 6 late you went oclock i3i go ou Ecom)i no mat- to bed. Then back to sleep. so often read about In ers, and bills ters. that go about flashing before unsuspecting tyou have lunch h Then I added, stopping Jes dier We m popped faintly, but a never passes up a free went toe back into the hotel terrifyingly smart din-1f smiled condescendingly headwaiter, to make him wa& a cash customer at the ad he led us to a table, 5 hot feeling' -- due 1 afraid youll find the food dull, I told my No ortolans or Shird tongues. They seem ut wholesome Vr "nt you try the breast hen, with a sip of Onion Pfessingly ige P'1 ,rv lye Com" toms. with me? quite casu-Ihere at the 1 I Repress yourself, Pappy, asked him. "It is not to think of the ' dinner. I am thinking of the sinks overflowing 'with dirty dishes left by those gluttonous hogs. It was not enough that we had trays to wash. Now we have to have improvements. Now we have to have china plates. And cups. And soup bowls. And silverware. I hate progress! Better leave the lad alone, PapHe is py. sighed Sergeant Pope. pouting and wll not enter into the spirit of the day. He has done wrong and is paying for it now. Private Buchman and the mess sergeant busied themselves at the ovens. I sat there ferociously jabbing at potatoes and muttering Three times I scowled at wildly.the sergeant, but he wasnt looking. Maury Sher, nty bosom companion from the cooks battery, came racing in through the back door. Maury was slated to be transferred to a cooks job at Madison Barracks, New York, and would be leaving the following day. If you have come to extend the seasons greetings, comrade, I told him wearily, kindly do not trouble yourself. To paraphrase Dickens, any fool who goes about with Happy Thanksgiving on his lips should be boiled in his own slumgullion and buried with a GI breadstick In his heart. Do not attempt to cheer me. mess sergeant! I cant go ten feet without being reminded to get a haircut, he said. put them on properly later. Ive tried every way possible, but I just cant get anywhere with them. How are the fellows? I asked him. ; Nice bunch of boys? I was surprised at them, he said. People Ive never seen before, and they all go out of their way to help each other. When we were first inducted, there were a lot of fellows Id seen possibly once or twice before in my life and we all acted as if wed known each other since we were babies." Then, too. Ive already run across some of the boys I know. Johnny here is attached to our battery for rations and quarters, and so is Buster Charnley. They do as much as they can to show me the ropes and help me along during this awkward period." ; -- Fa the camp newsthrough Reading paper the other day, I noticed stories written' by Pvt T. Mulvehill, Private Thos. Mulvehille, Pfc. Tom Mulvehill, Thomas Mulvehill (pfc.) and various other authors whose names bore startling resemblance tc Thomas Mulvehill, Pvt or Pfc. The collection of literary and Journalistic contributions to the Fori Bragg Post were all marked by the same flair for rhetoric, the true gift of gab, and a certain rich and gorgeous sentimentality. In the midsl of a factual story about a group ol college girl choristers coming tc Fort Bragg for a concert, the steady journalistic strain would suddenly burst Into brilliant and majestic phrases such as "The Blankth Batinto will burst hall talion recreation golden sound next Tuesday night when the angelic voices of thirty lovely Zilch College young ladies the Genpresent a recital . , son, awed erals little by the solemnity of the occasion, clung to his daddys hand through- .or eight-year-ol- d -F- S-I was dawdling over a huge chocoout the impressive ceremonies. late nut sundae the other night at the This is what is known as the MulJohnfine? Service Club cafeteria when j tonic. Touch. vehill In with someone re if I do, he siid. ny Lisk walked The Mulvehill Touch is supplied re vrcrj Simmons for Particularly particular about who was a dead ringer d co at Fort Bragg by the Public Rela-tion- s eat Jones of the Charlotte News staff. Office's irrepressible and inimitfor "erve Anyone who is a dead ringer are all shot, I whirling dervish, Black Tom able be anybody "New York tires Simmons Jones cant Ja;ri,ya fantastic and unbelievMulvehill, so ore 3'ully, I have to run about but Simmons Jones, I decided, able Irish tyro, who came from New two sin'll ens The whistle. thats Latin for willy-"- I gave the low over. York City by way of Salt Lake City, one night club to saw me and came Mulvehill of the great head Utah. It was Simmons, all right. He and the shaggy locks, Mulvehill ol up on old friend-a- d needed he as if the two things Im walk, the man of a getting so tired of looked were a haircut the lumbering A cocktail parties! Woqt most at the moment and a thousand faces He thousand f slug of hootch vyith me? and, a kind word of sympathy. voices Mulvehill is the Public Reknown have one. had the look of utter futility one spark of true been in the lations Offices only to those who have ped our hope of immortality, glamour, nervously and replied ten days. Army for less than Mulvehill is everywhere at all 'fBt ,eare W he did. I how Well, boy, I asked him, photothat he was do you like the Army? And you times. Out of every hundred taken at Fort Bragg-offi- cial graphs about It. Propaganda haye dont need to lie about hnws. and cocktail or personal, professional or ampaN I dont think I'll ever get used ateur it is safe to say that the to it, he said. Tve been pushed oiur of Private Mulvehill Rian of simple tastes my- -' and crowded and yelled at for a flexible face at lid 81 out you from ninety-fiv- e beam p will idling both eyebrows have iiiw week now, and It doesn t get any i Photographers them. of Ce ioored expres-to better. Maybe I was Just bom of how he gets Into the idea no stand these mixed be a civilian." but a picture of any Rec s I like uiy liquorsillystraight. should have seen Johnny pictures, 'Jal to You Center will show Mulvethe Scotch. told him. hall in and me when we got In, I (Hes the one hill 4 playing ordr myseU" he said- - That's been only four months ago, nearest the camera.) or u condescendhad been standing and here we are being Mulvehills next greatest talent Is Them already. rwingly fatherly disgusted and face, j 18 ing his ability to create wildness and Moulders and fetched werent they, John, the were days, at will. His desk drawers confusion Eons of the Old Enemy. ny?1 and spill great quantities of bulge Simmons J8ak( liUle at 0,6 L!sk sighed deeply. unrelated papers, old notes, newsto keep weird personal up a sophisti-- s dont know the trouble at all," he ( paper clippings, and took a When Hargrove and I had effects. sP cf soda and said His working schedule and 'Well, here's look-n- d been In three or four days, they methods ore chaotic and unfathomKP and almost killed going down me." on us can write six stories at slapped next day, able. He Af1 Corn" he said, winc-- i us first thing, Then, the every needed typewriter using once, downed the yel- - they put the two of us to cleaning in the building. 'V' sup80 e. d bungled and painting Cl cans until past (TO BE CONTINUED! lk'i and had to use two per time. Comnl ince a? ip M - 1 1 is IT Tn in- army the Millers hearts broke; they wept, they told their agonized fears to - Im not going to Madison BarIm staying racks, he shouted. here. Right here in the Replacement Centerl Im going to be a mess A sergeant in the antitank battery. was drafted to the , the ler Morning Glory Bed Linens No. 5503 UY some pillowcase tubing at the January white sales embroider this lovely shaded blue and pink morning glory design on them youll have a springtime set of bed linens. All done in easy cross stitch. Vestee Large-Size- d This is my 678th potato this morning. I dont need coal for warmth when Im bathing myself in sweat And freedom? See, I am laughing bitterly! It is Thanksgiving Pay and I am peeling potatoes and washing dishes for the orgy. Phooey to Thanksgiving! Sollie Buchman, the cook, who was a' student with me in Battery A, strode up humming that maudlin old grammar-schoo- l song about over the river and through the woods, to grandfathers house we go. It is a glorious day, drooled Private Buchman. It does my old heart good to think of the expression on those boys faces when they see that Thanksgiving dinner. peeL them. i i Syndicate WNU Features. of irpen:; . BeU it enor-jiantiti- es )ften Is It Love or Restlessness? U C E. Simmons knocked on wood. Well, Uiey must have forgotten me. Ive been in the Army a week and I havent been on KP already yet You will, brother, said Johnny. You will. Hargrove, said Simmons, will you please stop looking at my hair? I can t go ten feet without being reminded to get a haircut As soon as I can find a minute, Ill get it cut. Are you really having a hard time of it? I asked him. Well, after that talk I got from you before I was inducted, I thought I would be going through hell for the first three weeks. The way you talked was terrifying, to say the least. So I prepared myself for a much rougher time than Im really getting. The drilling isnt bad at all. I suppose my dancing has helped me there. Anyway, I even surprise myself at It. But the getting up and dressing in ten minutes! Ill never be able to do Everything is all right until it comes to the leggins. I struggle with those things until Im limp, and I never do get them on in time. Yesterday I just tied them on for reveille and sneaked back and suffi-cient- to borrow XVI Kathleen Norris Says: ping-pon- everyone; they, might have been the only parents of the only boy who ever was drawn into a war. Quentin was sent to Maine; presently had two weeks leave. The Millers went to Boston from California at a cost of about a thousand dollars and Quentin came down there and they had ten days together. They saw shows and movies and went to restaurant dinners; Quentin was bored, of course, for he knew no girls of his own age and had no friends in Boston. The Miller parents were bored, too; they couldnt talk camp all the time, prices staggered them, they missed the comfortableness of home and the nearness of friends. On the train coming home they had a section in a packed car. The chairs in the lounge and club car were rented to weary soldiers. The dressing rooms were cluttered with women filling nursing bottles and setting their hair and even sleeping on the floor. Two meals a day were served, but not to the Millers, for they couldnt get near the dining room. Once they bought some sandwiches and once a box of crackers. At Omaha they managed to get some coffee. Traveling with them were many soldiers and many women. The soldiers had some reason to be there; the women none. No, the women had neither reason nor right to be there, any more than the Millers had. Crowds of Sentimental Travelers. Most of these women were bound on sentimental Journeys, as the Millers were. Spurred by the unanswerable thought; I may not see him again, they were trailing their warriors to the camps, air fields, docks, railway centers. They were making of their emotional crises an excuse to clutter up the travel resources of the entire nation; prevent service men from making necessary journeys; complicate everything for every official along the whole way. One of these traveling wives landed in a western town a few days ago; I talked to her. She was a weak, pretty creature of about 30; she had come from a town in Iowa, to see Harry. Hes going overseas, I havent seen him since June and this is September, and of course the children and I may not ever see him again, she said. The children were small, pale boys of five and three, and a baby girl of seven All three were dirty, bemonths. wildered, hungry, hot, uncomfortable beyond any dream of child torture. They had sat up nights, they had gone without food, they hadnt had baths or quiet beds for a week. They had seen their mother crying and frightened and lost more than once. They had no place to go; anything like provision for her visit, or arrangements, or reservations hadnt ever entered Helens head. She didnt know how they were to get back to Iowa; she was running out of money. Well, Harry did come up from San Diego and she saw him for 24 hours. Ho was absorbed in his great adventure; interested In nothing but his fellow soldiers, his orders, his regiment, his trip But he g.ive abstracted, sympathetic atient.en to Helen and the needs of his for'orn little brood. Charity was rated in, VISITING SOLDIERS AT 'T'HE older woman sometimes 38-4- BUSY CAMPS Wives who travel via crowded trains to busy army camps heat-ratione- a a To obtain transfer designs for two pillowcases and extra design (or bedsheet ol Morning Glory Cross Stttcb (Pstlern N. 5502) send 16 cents In coins, your ndma 0 well-fitte- to visit their soldier husbands are not displaying true devotion, according to Kathleen Norris. It is not fair to children to carry them on stuffy, overloaded trains that are needed for military men. Meals will not be regular, sleep is lost, and after a long dusty trip, only the dingiest of lodging facilities are usually available. Also, visiting wives and children com plicate matters for a busy soldier. He probably would appreciate a long letter much more. a has difficulty in finding instructions to make a smart crocheted sleeveless vestee. This one was especially designed for sizes nd 42. It is comfortable, and can be worn in the house in our winter rooms and is equally comfortable for wear under a heavy coat. Make it of wool sport yarn in American Beauty, navy blue, brown or dark green. and address, and tha pattern number. d BOMB NEEDLEWORK 149 New d Montgomsry 8b San Francisco, CallL drops Penetro Drops In each breathe nstantly, to give your 4 lead cold air. .'l6e times aa much (or too. aa Caution: Use only directed. Always get Fenetra Nasa lrois Just 3 Nose you nostril help almost freer -- For complete crocheting Instructions (or the Larger Woman's Vestee (Pattern No. 5619) sizes Include and 42, send 16 cents In coins, your name and address and the pattern number. HUftTgRS! Attmtto Helen, dirty, tired, all but penniless, Uncle Sam needs every deer hide he can get to manufacture gloves for our soldiers. home. Uncle Sam also asks us to save all the deer fats which is so urgently needed at this time in order to reclaim the glycerine contents for the smiled appealingly at charity's I had to see Harry," she agent. said simply. "He mightnt come Trouble for Busy Soldier. Harry was embarrassed and apologetic. After all, he wasnt in the begging class, and here were four human beings, belonging to him, asking for food, beds, baths, shelter, Crowded temporary quarters were found somehow for the children, although soldiers at that time were sleeping on the marble floors of hotels and Helen sat up all night in an armchair. Harry sailed the next day; anxious, ashamed, and annoyed. Yes, annoyed. He knew that women and babies have no right to be on trains in wartime, and his last impression of his fam-ilwas that of an exhausted wife, who had barely enough money to get home, even If all train and bus connections were made promptly, and of three crying, draggled, miserable children. Now, the railways make other regulations to which we all have to bow. Why don't they make one more? Why dont they prfchibit the conveyance of small children for the duration, except of course In cases where families are moving to other jobs or making permanent changes? Thousands of wives, bored by the lonesomeness and dullness of wartime living, get the sudden notion to take the boys and go to Bills camp and Just see him. It isnt devotion, for it gives Bill only an anxious, and uncomfortable sort of pleasure at best, if Indeed it gives him pleasure at all Visiting wives and parents complicate matters terribly; theres a war on. Bill is Involved in It, and the things of home seem very far away. Nine times out of ten Bill would much more appreciate a long,, cheerful letter, accompanied by cigor candy. arettes, books, snap-shot- s Family at Camp a Problem. Hello, darling, Buster and I had to come to see our Daddy! says Mabel, all freshened up In a comfort station, suddenly appearing In all the excitement of camp. She Is fascinated by everything, but BUI, shouldering Buster, doesnt see It all In the same glamorous light. Where are you staying, dear?" Well, we dont know. We thought wed have lunch In the cafeteria, and then find some nice quiet place for Butters nap. Hes fretful because the train was so hot." Bill reflects that the majors wife, after a three weeks hunt, has just found four rooms over a garage and is thankfully paying two hundred a month for them. Don't you think youve got a smart little wife to come 17 hundred it ii s in this heat to see jou? Mali') aks happily, walking along be-- t y t'e him. And wl.ut can BUI say but yes? manufacture of explosives. You can do your part by saving both and bringing then to our nearest branch tvbero you will receive highest market prices COLORADO ANIMAL icon a a SALT UXE CUT lOGU a CO. SPAKISB FOU a SARLAND a llttt tin Preserve the American Way of Life By Buying United States War Bonds wwvw IN THE TANK FORCES they say: "DOODLE BUG for Army reconnaissance car "CANS'" Vor radio man head phones ''STONE CRUSHERS "for "CAMEL'' fo, the favorite In cigarette with men the Army IT'S .s' ; & 1 ' V v-s.- Z I y i CAMELS FOR ME EVERY TIME THAT FRESH FLAVOR AND EXTRA MILDNESS CAN'T BE t Ar-- BEAT! A jl-v'-- t ; ' i ' ? x? A AUA, . Lt fi rmsr THE SERVICE Yiiih men in the Army, the Nuty, the Marine Corps, and the Coast Guard, the favorite cigarette is Camel. (Based oa actual talcs records.) |