Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-08-14

| That recent incident down in the
! Tampa camp, in which a young private
Of the District Guard. ordered along
with one Of his companions TO do q
bit of log-carrying, declined the issue
and resorted to "bucking," foolish re-
course for any man wearing uniform
and thereby plunged himself into a
court-martial mess, ought TO possess
instructive features for new men IN
both Of the services on land and sea.
The young man who couldn't see into
the log-packing business, and chucked
it TO the ground with the declaration
that he hadn't taken on for that sort
of thing will learn. 1t may require
some considerable effort and hardship
on his part, but he will learn. The
soldier or sailor who doesn't apple
bend the entire meaning CT the word
| obedience when he flrst Jumps into MS
| uniform is by no means a hopeless
case. He generally turns out trlg aud
rlght-minded after he has done a
trick or two in the guard house
There are ways in both the army and
navy to bring buckers TO their senses
and the majority CT buckers eventually
achieve sense enough TO appreciate
what a hard proposition they are up
against in enoeavoripg to bring the
trainers regulations to an understand
| ing of their incapacity, ana they SUD
slue into good soldiers. A few buckers,
| however, stick ii cut to the end. There
! was such a bucker soldering with
an artillery battery stationed at Alca-
traz Island, Cal, few years aga. This
man. however, differed from the 3D.
nary run OF buckers, who buck rot on
p1incipel, but because they were DO
! that way. He was accused of negiecI
! OF duty on post, and the general court
martial sentenced him TO thee molth;
| in the Alcatraz guard house. Guard
| house prisoners are turned cut al IA
| tigue call every morning 70 work
| around the post This prisoner WIS
| turned out on TIE morning following
the receipt CT his sentence, a'on3 with
| half a dozen other mirror prisoners
When he was counted off to walk in tbs
van of a sentry, he turned TO the pro
vest guard. and said;
Il don't work"
"Hey?" inquired the provost ccr-
geant
Il don't work." repeated the prls-
| oner.
"Oh. l guess yes" said the provost
sergeant. Sentry, take this man out
| behind the officers lile to dump the
swill cans"
The prisoner gently slipped down
and stretched himself at full length
on the pebbly walk in front CT the
guard house.
Not this morning" said he. "NcT
any other morning. Nor any other
evening No work This mans rmy
is just about entering upon a huge
and determined effort to get along
without my prisoners fatigue service.
l kCpe it'll succeed. But-no work.
You hear that, don't you? / hope |
make it clear. No work for me, now
or hereafter, for the pushing along OF
this post or of the United States army"
Then the prisoner yawned. placed his
arms under his head and took 1t easy.
The provost sergeant looked at the
man with his eyes sticking out.
Look a-here, my man." said he to
the prisoner, who was chewing blades
Of grass that he idly pinched from the
lawn alongside the walk; that's heavy
talk. Don't expect to make it stick. do
you?"
watch me-" said the bucker, com
paisantly.
The officer Of the day was called.
Get up out of that" said the Of
ficer Of the day to the non working
prisoner.
I'm tired said the bucker, land
this provost man wants me to work.
Not much! No work"
AlcatraZ was not Fort Sheridan, and
so the bucker was not prodded with
bayonets or dragged to the command
ing officers office by rope, but he was
put in the dungeon. The Alcatrtaz dun
geon is below the level Of the sea, and
the restless and often stormy waters
may be heard from within the dungeon
beating against its outer walls. The
Alcatraz dungeon is infested with rats
Of quite remarkable ferocity. For rest
ing place the occupant Of the Alcatraz
dungeon has a six-foot plank, and for
ration bread and water. The bucker
was given three days Of It, Then he
was brought out at fatigue call on the
fourth morning. He was a bit pale
and he didn't look the $50 pounds that
he weighed before he Went into the
dungeon.
Ready to work now, eh?" said the
provost sergeant to the prisoner.
The bucker plucked a wisp Of grass
from the sward.
Nope" said the prisoner. "and new
er viii be ready. You can put that
down. Dungeo or no dungeon,
dCai't work out that sentence. rot day
CT 1t, nor minute OF it. You hear me.
don't you?"
The officer Of the day got the same
reply. Three more days Of the dun
eeon was dished out to the bucker by
the order Of the commanding officer
The prisoner was paler and thinner
looking yet when ne was through with
this dose.
You've learn sense row, I'll bet"
Eaid the provost sergeant.
If sense means work. I'm still a.
learning replied the bucker.
The man had to be kept by reguIa-
ton, three days locked up in the guard
house proper before being again reie-
gated 10 the dungeon. When the three
dayS were m into the dungeon he