Weekly journal-miner., 1911-11-08
CFrom Friday S Daily)

citizens at the target range yesterday
 afternoon. General Brush is in com
 mand of the Department of CalifOr
 mia in which Whipple is registered
 and this is his last tour of inspection
 as he will be retired in May and will
 take up his residence in Baltimore,
 Maryland
 At 1 o'clock five automobiles left
 the Prescott National Bank under
 the leadership of R. \. Fredericks.
 In the party were R. \. Fredericks,
 F. G. Brecht, Jas. A. Hope, D. NJ.
 Clark, H. D. Aitken, R. H. Burmister,
 A. A. Johns, Judge J. J. Hawkins,
 Sheriff J. W. Smith, Postmaster A. L..
 Smith, L. c. Derrick, F. P. Cruice,
 R. K. Porter. W. H. Doyle, Geo. A.
 Carter, o. Longacre, Jr., T. G. Norris,
 H. A. ChevertOn, and Lester Jackson. The machines soon reached the en-
 campment and took the surprised general off his guard; he had hardly expected an attack from that quarter and pleaded all sorts of polite excuses for. his unpreparedness, finally saying, Well. you know we are fighting now and that is not particularly sociable. " An orderly promptly appeared on the scene with some camp chairs but the chill wind made standing around the camp fire much more enjoyable than sitting in the shade of an army tent and fighting the wind.
 The maneuvers are in charge of Colonel John c. F. Tillson, command ant at Fort Whipple. and are being participated in by Companies A, B, c and D of the 18th Infantry, and a machine gun platoon.
 Just as the last rays of the setting sun were fading behind the ragged peaks of the Point of Rocks the tramp of feet announced the coming of the boys in khaki. Tired. dirty and Jagged but marching at a crisp double quick the men who made Uncle Sam's name respected through out the world came trooping over one of the ridges and down the slope into the camp ground. With an alacrity which was surprising when one takes into consideration the fact that the hard drill had been going on all day long they threw their rifles to port arms and were ordered to break ranks; which they did with a vim that prov ed hard work was a usual part of 1 the routine and that healthy appe- l tites follow a days work in the brush.
 The healthy appetites did not apply to the enlisted men alone as the aetual-not story book mule proved, when he and his fellows were | picketed to a long rope and spent a very enjoyable informal luncheon, kicking, eating and fighting all at l the same time. Many of the visitors stood admiringly gazing at the four egged transports until one beautiful | pig grey who has the honor of carry | ng one of the machine guns succeed | sd in clearing his section of the line | md communicating a large share of -hA fA11 ,1a 'ervently eiaculated Head Aitken and i he hungry visitors agreed that there were lots of things on earth meaner han a machine gun mule.
 Colonel Tillson ordered one of the guns to be put in action and within ess time than it takes to tell it the Ingry purr-purr of the deadly port lble 30 caliber machine gun was the cartridge belts through he breech and the harmless blanks howed the visitors just what deadly fleet a rapid fire gun with range if two miles can be made in time of var.
 As the spectators passed the cook ent the hungry men were sitting on he ground-not devouring the savOry lands before them but vigorously rguing whether or not his particular Ietail had shot the other fellows de- all first. Had an uninitiated visi- or heard the conversation he would Iave been led to believe that war vas a thing of the past as the 18th had successfully disposed of II the other armies. Any one who is of the highly erroneous i'm ,ression that the enlisted men have 10 interest in the war game would orm a different opinion were he to isten to last nights camp fire con- -ersatiOn for a single instant.
 Colonel Tillson remarked that the present. camp, was one of the finest