The daily Alaskan., 1917-11-14

Rookie Silenced.
 That last shot hit the boy hard. He suspected they were stringing him. Every soldier dreads being singled out for the butt of his comrades jokes. An army Patsy has a pretty tough time of 1t. was safe from that rookie, for the present at least.
 I sneaked forward to the quarters where my husband was bunking as soon as Flights out" was anxious to tell him what had happened. He was worried, but he tried not to show 1t. He told me to cheer up; that no matter what happened he would stand by. Was | happy? Ask me. After all, he might weaken and let me go with him into France. Right then wouldn't have traded my trusty old ,doughboy outfit for the swcllest wardrobe in New York city, and, from what we hear back in Arizona, that is saying heap. didn't sleep much felt there was something in the air Before midnight there was a submarine alarm. The old timer in the bunk under me hadn't hlt the floor before he began to squawk.
 some son Uf q sen cook has shared my life belt" he complained loudly.
 He was digging up his bunk Ike a dog after a rabbit Blankets, shoes and clothes were flying in all directions. The alarm sergeant. whose duty It was to see that all hands were out of quar- ters and on deck, was prOdding him none too gently to hasten him. A sol dier from II company. a pal Of his. came running up.
 "Aw. g'wan, you rummy." he called, stopping long enough to have good laugh. "YOu've got 1t on you"
 The old timer beat 1t quick. It was the first tip we had, he was taking no chances on being kissed by n subma- rine. Afterward he insisted he had been trying it on and left it there by mistake, but the boys wouldn't listen to him. You're just as likely to get fitted to coffin and forget about hay ing 1t on as one of those seagoing life preservers. They had his number.
 The next morning decided not to risk going up for drill. The Tumor about the woman was too fresh to be safe. If It had reached any of the off- | cers they would be on the watch.
 We turned out at 5 o'clock. Pulling on our shoes. We next folded our blan- kets. placed them at the head of our hunks and prepared for inspection. Everything was as neat and clean as pin. Not a scrap of paper or a bit of refuse could be found anywhere. i American soldiers are always clean. It is a hard and fast rule of the service. They never wait until Saturday night to take a bath. A regular always looks as if he had just been laundered. remained below. busying myself around the hunks. The men had been out only few minutes when I heard voices. l glanced toward the entrance of our bunk room. Two lieutenants were coming toward me between the ! tiers. slipped in between two hunks so would be out of sight as much as possible and became very industrious. One of them saw me. l know now he was looking for me, but then there was a faint hope he was merely on regular inspection. Since have been told eV- cry man on deck was carefully Scru- tinized. He strode I'D.
 "What are you doing here?" hO 6s' manded.
 I knew in a minute the rockies ru- mors had reached the c. O.'s. l decid- ed to bluff 1t through to the end. There was nothing to be lost by trying.
 "I'm room orderly, sir" ] replied, coming promptly to attention and sa- luting. The room orderly stays below to see everything Is in order and ship shape.
 Your nameT
 Garter, sir-K company"
 "Let me see your chest"
 Well, look at It."
 stood up sQuarely in front or him. It was my last chance.
 "1 will" he said, at the same tlme reaching out and grabbing my shirt to rip 1t open at the thOat l clutched his hand with both of mine and held on. The jig was up. was not frightened. My only thought was for my husband. What would they do to him? could not cry, although I tried my best Be Ing a woman, thought 1t was expect ed of me. The lieutenant loosened hls grip on my shirt, He took me gently but firmly by the arm.
 Don't worry, little girl. No one Is going to hurt you," be said. His voice was husky. You were certainly a game one," he added, which took -as compliment.
 Then, turning to the other one of the officers, he gave the order. that ended my career as a doughboy-
 TSend for the major!'