The Tomahawk. [volume] (White Earth, Becker County, Minn.) 1903-192?, 1917-07-05
POWER OF NAVY
Lies in Men Who Feed Hungry
Mouths in Engine Room.
Deep in Cavernous Recesses OF Grea'
HuIIs Firemen Bend Backs That
Traditions of Nation May
Be- Upheld.

.aThe power of the navy is in me"
Big Jack Dempsey, fireman recruit
thus unburdened himself as ne SAT
with legs dangling on the turret OF
big United States battleship.
Around him seethed the preparation
for war. From the huge navy yaro
shops arose the din and clamor OF
mighty force rushing the final work to
place in readiness the big steel hght-
ing machines which are to play an I'M
portant part in upholding the honor OF
our nation. On the parade ground adj
Hacent, q couple of hundred bluejack-
cts were running quarter mile OVAL
hardening up for their work, ahead'
writes q New York correspondent.
Something of the inspiration of this
vitality energetic scene glistened in his
eyes, as he swept his pipe stem IN
short semi-circle before him to en-
phasize the night Of which he was
master.
Huge Of frame, horny Of hand is
Dempsey. It was only two days ago
that he drifted into the navy recruit
ing office to offer himself to his coun-
try.
"Whether it's sailorin' or soldierin'. ]
told 'em at the recruiting office, it's the
same to me so long as can serve me
country. Anyways, that a man can
serve and do his duty in a time like
this is the best way
$50 I enlisted as a fireman, the
greatest branch Of the service of the
United States navy.
'When a man has put in few years
on the job, there is somethin' about
the firebox of a engine; that pulls you
to it, once you have fed the big, hun
cry mouths that are always open and
roarin'.
EVERY man in his task, says I, and
I'm a fireman by inclination and force
Of habit. And it is me duty to play
fireman for Uncle Sam when he needs
me above all others.
"Once I stocked on tramp steamer,
and it was there learned the power
of me calm.
eve wuz down where the heathens
and the fever wuz thick as mud, and
when the sickness took hold of the off,
GERS and crew until they wuz only
handful of US left to navigate the craft.
What with the fever raging we had
powerful time. One afther another the
boys below down with sickness, and it
was then the real trouble began.
1T wuz the captain himself who
came down to talk to us. Boys he
said, Il kin get along without me off,
GERS, but for the love Of heaven, me
ship will perish if me firemen desert
me in this, me hour Of need
''That is why say the power Of the
navy is in me. When the coal stops
the battleships stop, and the enemy
can take yer at his own time"
Across the slip between the big ship
and the next door the sailor drill had
spread out into an open door exercise.
They were the "men behind the guns"
an integral part of the great fighting
mechanism which is soon to spread its
influence worldwide in the mighty
conflict facing this nation. looked
sideways at the man beside me, who
represented the silent working force
Of the American battleships, but his
gaze was lifted above the Immediate
animation of moving units. It rested
in the smoke-clouds coming from the
huge stack Of an adjoining vessel.
''The boys hev started work fer
Uncle SAM" he observed, with a touch
of pride. And I knew that down in
the cavernous recesses of that gray
steel hull, other representatives Of the
power Of the navy" were bending
their backs to the end that the tradi-
lions of the American navy might be
upheld and the honor Of the flag main.