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Show THE SAUNA SUN, SAUNA, UTAH U. S. Officers Teach Chinese Modern Warfare See Here, Private Hargrove? Marion Hargrove w.uci ty THE STORY SO FAR: Private Marion Hargrove, former editorial employee of a North Carolina newspaper, has been Inducted in?- - the army and is receiving bis basic training at Fort Bragg. He has been classified as a cook. This classification together with a more than usual amount of KP duty have caused him to become pretty well acquainted wtitb the Private Hargrove Company kitchen. has become rather well versed In the many angles of goidbrirking and other He claims, however, army pastimes. that shooting the breeze or the bull session Is the soldiers favorite recreation. At this stage of training some of the boys are experts in the art. As we pick up the story he is discussing this. CHAPTER IX By this time, the evening bull sessions have worn themselves into a very definite routine. If Corporal Ussery is there, he lectures on how hed run the Army; if it's Private Terrence Clarkin, he tells how he used to direct the intricate traffic affairs of Radio City Music Hall when he was assistant chief doorman there. Unless Private Henri Geld-er- s is stopped, hell start a violent argument among the butchers over how to cut a steak. McGlauflin will talk for hours about the beauties of the lakes in Minnesota. Grafenstein will deliver discourses on how he would run the Wisconsin football team; Pappas, about Alabamas Crimson Tide. will sermonize on the utter baseness and treachery of womanhood. growing there in the midst of the fiery hell, and there were still peaches on it. He tried to sneak into the tree, but the enemys bullets found him. He was carried behind the lines. Just as the stretcher bearers laid him down, an enemy shell exploded in the center of their little group and none of them sere ever seen again. This happened at exactly ten oclock on the morning of November 11, 1918 one hour before the Armistice was signed. -- Si- Next to the Bugler, I suppose the battery clerk has the goldbrickinest job in the battery. You could cut his pay to ten dollars a month and hed still be defrauding the government. Just watch the battery clerk for a while and you start wondering why hes in the Army, when hes so evidently cut out to fit the leaning end of a WPA shovel. While the rest of the battery is earning its daily bread with sweat, the battery clerk sits in the orderly room with the powers that be, typing the daily worklist with original spellings for all the names and wondering how long it is until lunchtime. Our battery clerk is a beardless youth named Howard Miller. I tripped over him yesterday evening on my way back from a hard days work and stopped to chew the conversational fat. Junior, I asked him, how does y your conscience feel about this goldbricking schedule every week? Dont you feel a twinge on payday? Corporal Miller made a move to draw himself up indignantly, but decided it wasnt worth the effort. If youre insinuating that I dont have to work youre off your bean, sonny. I do two or three times as much work as you happiness boys. I yawned and sat down. After listening to Ussery shooting off his mouth fifteen hours a day, I can take yours. Go on with your fantastic story." Boy, said Miller, the responsibility is enough to kill an ordinary information man. Im a bureau for the whole battery. I have to know who everybody is, where everybody is, where everybodys going and how long hes going to be there. I have to know the answer to every dumb question you guys come popping up with. Where's my mail? When do I get my furlough? Where are we going to be sent when we get shipped out of here? Why didnt I get a weekend pass? Why was I on KP again today? Every sort of question you could imagine! Quit popping your guns, laddie, I told him. Thats no grind for you. You use the same answer on all the questions: How the hell hob-nobbi- one-ma- n would I know? " He was quiet for a while and I thought he had gone to sleep again. Chow I was all primed to hum to wake him up, when he Call stirred and sighed heavily. All right, I prompted him, so information buyoure the reau. So what do you do in the line of actual work? he shouted. Work! Thats what I do work! WTiy, I have to write all the letters and keep all the files and keep duty rosters up to date! I have to make thousands of rosters of the battery every month i That, I suggested, should take at least two or three hours every day. What do you do to while away the other tedious hours of the day? He was quiet again for about a minute. Then he arose. Ive got a pretty hard day ahead of me toI he said. morrow, Hargrove, hope you wont mind if you excuse myself. You have to get plenty of sleep when you have a job like mine. When you have a job like yours, I growled, "you can sleep night and day. one-ma- n In the midst of this fiery hell he saw a peach tree with peaches growing on it. got to order halt again and the officer came W'ithin a foot of him. Suddenly the officer reached out and snatched the rifle from the guard's hand. This was an exceedingly uncomfortable position for the guard, especially in that time of war. He might even have been sentenced to death. The officer stood there just looking at the guard for fully a minute. What would you have done," he asked in a terrible voice, if an enemy had got your gun like that? The guard trembled for a moment I would have and recovered. snatched it back, sir, he said, like THAT! And the officer stood there, The top sergeant stuck his head out of the supply room and beckHulces grandfather, who told that oned with his arm. Come ere, his story, is now about sixty-fivyou! grandson says. He was asked to I dropped my stable broom in the come back into the Navy three street and hastened toward battery a as a months ago captain. Being one always does when sumas him, Smith, hes back. With him in the moned by the top kick. armed forces today are two of his Private Well, he Hargrove, sons and two of his grandsons. for said, this is a day two Merton had uncles in the last you. war, both of whom fared exceeding"You mean you're going to let ly well when you take a practical me go out and drill like the other view of it. Neither tired himself fellows? out. The first crossed the ocean Noooo, Private Hargrove, he nine times playing the clarinet in a said. I mean I'm going to let you troop ships band. The Germans turn in all your equipment. You torpedoed the boat once and the are no longer to be a rookie. Priholes in the side were stuffed with vate You are going to mattresses. Hulces uncle rode back be anHargrove. cog in the important working into port, still playing his clarinet. wheel of national defense. great That was the goldbricking uncle. You are leaving us. e The other uncle served as a I asked. Whats the deal? on the trip across. Carrying a Where do I go and what do I do? tray around the deck, he was heckThe sergeant chuckled and leaned led several times by a person he back in his chair. He sighed ecsoon grew to loathe. Eventually the statically twice. Would you Irish wrath of the Smiths rose to like to know, son, or wouldreally you Uncle Smith lifted rather put it off as long as you boiling point. the tray high overhead and wrapped can? it around the hecklers neck. He "Well, I said thankfully, you spent the rest of the war in con- cant be sending me out as a cook, finement. because I dont know anything Then there was the cousin, grand- about cooking. mas sisters boy. Serving in the The sergeant sat back and front-lin- e trenches, he grew suddenly drummed happily on the table. Great gods! I shouted. hungry one morning. Looking out Im Of trench, he saw a peach tree not going to be a cannoneer, am I? d. e, red-lett- kay-pe- te t x Chinese officers attending a U. S. artillery school in their country are being taught modern warfare by American officers. This is part of Gen. Joseph Stilwells program to train the Chinese for an offensive. Left: Col. Garrison B. Coverdale of Lawton, Okla., explains a firing problem, as an interpreter translates his instructions phrase by phrase. Center: Two Chinese officers in a foxhole watch the effect of artillery fire through binoculars. Standing at right is Col. C. J. Tai of the Chinese army. Next to him is Capt. Delmar B. Frazier of Milwaukee, IVis. Lower riht: Chinese students prepare mortar shells for practice firing. Litter Bearers in Action on New Georgia six-da- Lately, however, the sessions have come more and more under the sway of Private Merton Hulce, a mad Irish lad from Muskegon, Michigan. Private Hulce apparently didnt stop at kissing the Blarney Stone. He must have stolen half of it to carry with him. Hulces chief topic of conversation is his mothers fabulous family, the Smiths, all of whom seem to get enmeshed in every war that comes along. His grandfather, who was a captain in the Coast Guard at the outbreak of the last war, was transferred to duty at guarding munitions dumps and such for the duration of the war. According to Hulce, one of the munitions guards with his grandfathers detail was approached late one night by an officer of the guard. Halt! shouted the sentry, and the officer halted. Advance to be recsaid the sentry, and the ognized! officer advanced. The sentry for- - empty-hande- Private Hargrove," he said after another long pause, youre not going to be a cannoneer. Were going to give you a job where you can use your natural talents." There was a distinctly sadistic tone in his voice. I waited. Youre going to be a first cook, Not he said fondly. Hargrove, just a plain cook. A head cook! A king in your own kitchen, a man of responsibility. Aint that lovely? I You cant do this to me! roared, when my breath returned. Its against every decent human law! I dont know anything about cooking! I want to be a cannoneer! Sergeant Goldsmiths eyes wandered guiltlessly to the ceiling. You dont know anything about cooking, huh? Thats bad, boy, thats bad! Why, youre supposed to be on shift right now. I couldnt I said, Sergeant, fry an egg right now if it had directions on the package. Youre in the cooks battery, aint you? Youve been going to cooking school and youve been sent to a kitchen for all these weeks. Youre supposed to be graduated any day now. What have you been No, make a perfectly breathtaking Horrible Example. I had nothing more to say. doing in the kitchen I put you in? I explained, Making jerk-adchopping celery, peeling onions. They say I get in their way. They say I keep spirits too high and proe, duction too low. I feel for you, the sergeant said. I deeply sympathize. Youre going to be a mighty unpopular little boy in your new home. If that supper tonight dont melt in them boys mouths and send them clamoring for more, theyll either massacre you or run you over the hill. Thats one thing the boys wont allow bum cooking! Sergeant Goldsmith, sir, I imCant somebody else plored him. go in my stead? Somebody who can cook? Look at me a digger of ditches, a mopper of floors, a scrubber of kitchens, a ministering angel to undernourished grass plots, but a cook never! You dont know what youre doing to me! Son, he said, youre going to Hormake a perfectly breath-takin- g rible Example! Then he rose and walked back into the supply room. Thomas," he said, check in this yardbirds equipment. Sergeant Israel looked up from Thirty-Twhis Form records. Dont he like his equipment? Check in everything but his Get clothing, the top kick said. a truck to take him to Headquarters Battery, FARC. Sergeant Thomas W. Israel looked up in faint amazement. I looked in sheer bewilderment. They had to figure some way to stop his cooking career and save the morale of some battery as would get him as a cook, said SerSo hes being geant Goldsmith. palmed off to Center Headquarters as a public relations man. The word buddy hasnt come into popularity yet in the new army. I suppose that if there were such things, Maury Sher would be mine. Sher and I occupied adjoining bunks when I was in Battery A. Private Sher is a smart and likable Jewish boy from Columbus, Ohio. He went to school at Southern California, until he learned that all the worlds knowledge doesnt come from the intellectual invalids who usually teach the 8:30 class. Then he went back to Columbus, had an idea patented, and built himself a restaurant shaped like a champagne glass. Came the fateful Sixteenth of October and Sher enrolled for the Selective Service System. His application was accepted last July and, since he had been the successful proprietor of a restaurant, he was classified as a promising student for the Army cooking course. The two of us got together when he was sent to the Replacement Center here. We started an acquaintance when I topped all his Jewish jokes and began teaching him how to speak Yiddish. I was attracted by his native intelligence, his pleasant personality, his sense of humor, the similarity of his likes and dislikes to mine, his subscription to PM, his supply of cigarettes (my brand), and the cookies he constantly received from home. So we became more or less constant companions. We made the rounds here together, went to Charlotte together, made eyes at the same waitress in Fayetteville, and swapped valuable trade secrets in goldbricking. Medical progress, coupled with speedy evacuation of wounded from combat zones to rear hospitals have been responsible for a tremendous increase in the percentage of recoveries of men wounded in this war comlitter bearers pictured in pared with World War I. Part of the credit goes to action on New Georgia island. Top left: Still wearing camouflage suits, bearers place wounded aboard a landing craft. Bottom left: Attendants place patients in ambulance for transfer to ship. Note the mudeaked wheel. Right: A patient is carried out of a bomb shelter after an enemy raid. hard-workin- g, little-publiciz- Warriors Learn to Care for Waifs Dodge Own Bombs o well-stocke- Having lost their first, encounter with American troops in Italy, these German prisoners dig in for protection from their own planes. French, Italian and Corsican troops' cooperated with English and American forces in a common drive against the Germans. Fleeing before the Allied advance, German forces Private Bill Ruben of the Royal Canadian Ordnance corps, at the demolished the Naples waterfront, 77th division clubhouse in New York where servicemen are taught the scuttled 30 ships to block the harart of caring for babies. The instruction is sponsored by the National bor, and wrecked industrial and rail Institute of Diaper Services. centers. d goo-go- o (TO BE CONTINUED) After being passed by the house of representatives, the Fulbright peace plan was sent to the senate where lively debate was expected to accompany consideration of the resolution. Pictured after its passage by the house, Representative Fulbright, sponsor of the plan (center), is congratulated by Representative Bloom (left) and Representative Eaton. Gen. Delos C. Emmons, in charge of the Western Command. 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