Weekly journal-miner., 1917-05-02

think ot.
 When one stops to think of all the details connected with a modern army in time of war, it is almost impossible to believe that they all can be work ed out with such preciseness and ma chine-like niccty.
 I have touched upon the organiza- ton, and slightly upon the duties, o, rather-functions, of the army, in time of peace and war Let us look for a moment to the more personal side of it: the relation of the civilian to the soldier, or better still-the at titude of the American people toward the army. The regular army, in the past few years, has been looked down upon by most people. q will not say alb, as a bunch of ruffians and law breakers, when out from under the discipline of their organization. In some cases they have been consider Nu AAlNiieANN NO s% NCAAAiAAuiiAAlf only tolerated because they were free with their money. This viewpoint, l think, is taken in consequence of the military policy of the United States. We do not have the universal military training law, and consequently the private soldier is not of the highest class. But, take any class Of young unmarried men and put them alto gcthcr, make them work hard, and then let them out from under re- straint, and watch the result It will be practically the same, in every case. They will raise h, and the fcur winds cannot stop them.
 The uniform has, in many cases, been discriminatcd against, and with out reason. It has, therefore, caused great deal of hard feeling between soldier and civilian. However, we are not the only nation having this trouble. Let me quote to you bit of Rudyard Kipling:
 went into public-'ousc to get a
 pint O beer,
 The publican e up an scz, We serve
 no red-coats here"
 The girls be'ind the bar they laughed ,,J, ,~,r,oIcI Et 4, Jio outs into the street again an to
 myself, sez I:
 O it's Tommy this, an Tommy that
 an ''Tommy, go away" But it's Thank you, Mir. Atkins
 when the band begins to play, The band begins to play, my boys
 the band begins to play, o it's "Thank you, Mir. Atkins" when
 the band begins to play went into a theatre as sober as
 could be,
 They gave q drunk civilian room, but
 'adn't none for me: They sent me 10 the gallery or round
 the musicals,
 But when it comes to fghtin', Lord!
 They'll shove me in the stalls! For it's Tommy this, an Tommy that
 an Tommy, wait outside" But its Special train for Atkins
 when the troopers on the tide, The troopship's on the tide, by boys
 the troopship's on the tide, o it's Special train for Atkins when
 the troopers on the tide. Yes, maxim mock O uniforms thai
 guard you while you sleep Is cheaper than them uniforms, an
 they're starvation cheap; An hustlin' drunken soldiers when
 they're goin' large bit Is five times better business than paradln III iull klt.
 Then it's Tommy this, an Tommy
 that, an Tommy. ow's yer soul:' But it's "Thin rcd line of 'crocs" when
 the drums begin to roll, The drums begin to roll, my boys
 the drums begin to roll, 0 it's Thin rcd line Of 'crocs" when
 the drums begin to roll. We aren't no thin red 'crocs, nor WIG
 aren't no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most re-
 markablc like you;
 An' ii sometimes our conduck isn't
 all your fancy paints: Why. single men in barricks don,
 grow into plaster saints. While it's Tommy this, an Tommy
 that, an Tommy, fall bc'ind," But it's "PlcaSc to walk in front. sir