Trench and camp. [volume] (Augusta, Ga.) 1917-1919, 1917-11-14
SEEING GEORGIA
Army Y. m. G. A., Camp Hancock
By REV. WILLIAM v. BERG

learned to apply higher criticism TO verbal
directions of natives. Even the docu-
nentary evidence required Sitting, and we
frequently had to depend on actual ex
perience before coming to the truth. When
not on the road TO somewhere we were
often in the road-hub deep, sometimes
in sand. In that event YOU cut down
branches and streWed them in the way
in the hope of a triumpElal entry or exit.
Sometimes you were in Water-black and
to all appearances fathomless
Once we stalled in the middle of a
pond. In this instance a darkie APP
preached on mule back. When within
mailing distance he was invited to ride
INTO the rescue. What, Boss was his
reply. Me put NAH feet in dat cole
water! wus BON in de summer time
wus. Nothing doing Under the cir
cumstances there was nothing for it but
for the REV" to remove shoes and
stockings and wade in Fortunately, he
was born in February. Frequently these
sand pits lead into a long narrow wooden
pridge over swamp or stream. Once at
dusk when about halfway across, a Wag-
on under mule power doomed not ten
Feet ahead, seeming to have arisen out
OF the nIsts Of the swamp. II is against
mule nature to back, so we had to- We
would have been backing yet but for the
Providence aforementioned, which
pl4nted tree between us and q thirty
foot embankmeut.
It Is plain 70 be seen that under these
and other difficulties. there should have
been division of the labor of driving
The subject for debate often discussed
but never settled between us, was: Re
solved, That an inexperienced driver Suf-
fers greater nervous strain than the
man who rides with him and is under con-
tract to offer no suggestions. I shall
be glad to furnish material for both stnrot'
and con to Debating Clubs applying
and enclosing stamps. My sDro" ex-
perlence was on this wise. We had
been enjoying the novel sensation of a
good road for several miles. 1T seemed
like my opportunity to do my bit To
my tentative. proposition, my companion
gave not enthusiastic consent. He care
and of continuing at varied speeds. We
were supposed to continue to move until
we reached eur destination, SO the gentle
art of leaving off was deferred until
that point should have been reached
We were proceeding at fair speed up a
hill, when from out of the tall timbers
by the roadside, herd of cows started
to cross, not thirty yards ahead. s'Stop!i
the sharper rejoinder. Before the an
SWer could be given, we had executed a
flank movement upon the enemy, and left
her SpraWling in the highway When we
did stop, went back to investigate
The COW was in the same spot, gazing at
me represchfally. I wasted no sympathy
peheying IN the French Automobile Law
winch arrests the party that gets in your
way. What | said TO that cow is not to
pc repeated to my congregation. But the
effect was electric. The bovine jump
Oh, yes, we sampled real Southern
cooking. We had t'grits" for breakfast
grits. for dinners, grits for super, too
Nearly everything is fried, and most of it
Is certainly tasty. Pork predominates
You meet piggy on the road. in the street,
and always (cooked3 on the table Beat
en- biscuit are included in the general
orders for the day issued by all hotel
proprIetors. Coffee is very rare in south
east Georgia. They substitute curious
beverage, mildly resembling coffee in
color, and tasting like nothing else /
ever drank. Corn syrup if you like mo-
tasses, you will enjoy at once, especially
with their delicious hot cakes.
Did You every try chewing a piece of
sugar cane? The native does it with
neatness and despatch which we could
not begin to initiate. This is the season
FOR making syrup, and we frequently
smelled the delicious aroma before we
saw the mill in operation a mule patti
emily Flooding his circuitous way while
the operator feeds the stalks between the
two mill stones that press out the Juice
We found the GeoFgians q most hospit-
able and loveable people, One evening
Elizabeth" refused to move The place
she chose was seven miles from the town
we had left. and twelve from our desti-
nation. We modestly opened the hood
TO examine the intricacies of her organ
ism. We did not wish to pry pruriently.
but careful research revealed nothing the
matter with electrical connections. There
was plenty of gas. Ditto oil. We wat
cred her. We tried printing and then
cranking without printing Several kind
hearted passerSby, offered suggestion and
help. Nothing awaited. Night drew on