Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1916-07-16
THIS CAMPING OUT
IS HUNGER SAUCE
World Correspondent Feels
Gnawing at "Inards" at
Early Dawn.


/ Especial staff Correspondent
CAMP BOB WILLIAMS, FORT
SILL, July l5.-Captain Waite vas
silent And the entire camp slept or,
| at least, those who were not on duty.
Then my cot sagged and | dreamed
that | was floating downward |
opened my eyes. 1t was dawn From
my hilltop | lOked across the railroad
track, and in the distance. saw Chef
| Ryan of the Muskogee company build
ing "A fire. Then another light flick
| cred and another army breakfast was
on the way. Then another and an
other. Each wood fire cracked and
! cleaned. The smell of smoke waited
my way. 1t seemed like | was back
in my Egyptian boyhood on an early
October morning waiting for break
fast. Fire after fire was lighted, and
around camp stoves the flames played
and produced more warmth. The rest
of the regiment still slept. Captain
Waite was still silent. Above the
murmering snore of Major stephen
son, whose slumber music is along
the contralto, arose the tuba gasp of
Captain Hadwiger. Then Major Alley
would "hit the grade" Lieutenant
Choates was a wee bit of a soprano
with no spark plug at all We could
all hear Lieutenant Carroll of Com
pany c. Tulsa, who is red headed and
otherwise one of the emotional actors
of this great play. Lieutenant
Roach's snore was a tremelo stop af-
fair, very pretty by itself or accom-
panied. Captain Ncach's outburst was
a mere siZz-siZz that rose and fell like
the waves of a mighty lake. | am
not going to say what Captain Lockes
snore is like, but it came from Antlers
and it just horns in most any old time.
But We are not here to talk of snor-
ers.
Tell of the Cook.
1t is of the cook | would speak. And
the cook is such an important part of
every proceeding that | simply must
speak of them. Some can speak for
themselves, and others should be left
to the mercy of God with the sugges-
ton that it is good thing that there
is mercy in heaven for poor or care
less cook. But Uncle Sam won't let
a suitable description OF the deficient
culminary cuss go through the
mails. But we have no deficient cooks
here. They are all good and some
with a better batter average than
others. But that pun is too coarse.
No one ever saw a batter cake in
camp. Light bread is the rule and
guide to faith always and forever
more. Some day, when | can spare
buy ten dollars worth of corn bread
and milk. No cook can prepare
enough corn bread for mess, I think.
No one was ever able to bake good
baking powder biscuits for a regiment
but the mother of the household-and
she can't vote.
The moon was just getting away
when | looked across the tent ground
and saw those cooks starting break |
f1 CT no
ready for regiment of men. Each |
chef was preparing the preliminaries
for breakfasts for about one hundred |
men. And that is sure some task.
There isn't one man in ten thousand
who can cook breakfast for one man
day after day and keep the skillet off
the tablecloth: who can cook break |
fast for day after day and resist. |
finally. the delight of eating out of
the frying pan.
Have Same Food.
The officers have the same food as
do the privates. They all eat about
the same. Breakfast food, bacon,
scrambled eggs, bread, butter and
coffee, as well as potatoes. At noon
we have roast beef. pork or some
other meat and sometimes stew.
Each private lines up at his cook tent,
waiting his turn. Each soldier has
a meat can and kit. The meat can is
about seven by five and an inch deep.
shaped like turtle. The top is taken
off and placed on the handle of the
meat can. The meat can holds the
wet" foods and the inverted top the
"dry" foods. With one knife, one
fork, one spoon and one quart cup the
soldier gets his ration and then goes
to some spot where he can sit upon
the grass and eat After he has be-
come satisfied he walks to the camp
near tho cook tent and
pours the solid "leavings" into the
centre of the fire and the liquids fall
upon the stones at the side Of the fire
and evaporate Immediately. Then
the army man washes his own dishes.
Not crust of bread falls upon the
ground. Nothing is allowed to spoil.
The flies feed upon humanity alone
with a quick grasp here and there at
the food in process OF consumption.
But into the incinerator Of each camp
its refuse goes and burns. There is
no feeding of the little brides" The
food must be destroyed in order that
men may be healthy and live. Army
life and precautions for health deal in
only the cold actualities More men
died in the former wars from sickness
and lack of sanitation than from bull
let's. Uncle Sam is going to save the
men. And none but good cooks can
cook for the army. Bear that in mind.
viii Be Well Fed.
But at dawn, while Captain Waite
was still silent, / contemplated the
wonderful work going on for the COM
fort and the happiness OF the men,
Every man Is going to be well fed
and protected. He will be required
to live decently and to improve his
For Colonel Hoffman |
the regiment. Is demand
ing that nothing shall be left undone
for the men of his regiment. And
Colonel Hoffman keeps moving about
he camp and sees the things that he {
should see. For he Is going to make
his one of the great regiments And .
he cooks will help him do It |.