New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-11-25

"'The Plattsburger' profits will, of course
be small, comparatively speaking but they
should afford sufficient impetus to the wide
national support which this great purpose
deserves"
To Colonel Paul A. Wolf, commsndant OF
the officers training camp, and TO his motto
"God Hates a GUTTER" the volume is dedi-
Gated. The supplementary dedication is to
Major Joseph A. Baer, adjutant Of the camp,
whose first thought is the service, with which
word he expresses his politics, his creed and
his religion
The pages that follow the dedication are
far above the standard set by even the best
of college yearbooks, which is not strange
when il is considered that most Of them
are the work of professionals, who laid aside
typewriter, pen or drawing crayon to follow
the flag.
Among the newspaper men and magazine
writers who contributed largely to the book
are Stuart Benson, w. o. Mcclellan, John
Wheeler, Z. Breitenfeld, A. +. Beach and r.
II. Thompson. Artists and cartoonists whose
work appears include Bud Fisher, Hanson
Booth, Harold Riegelman, Paul D. Brown
and Herbert Grosbeck.
Most alluring to the layman, who can only
sympathize from the point of view OF q
civilian with the prose appeal of the book,
is the swing and tramp Of the verse, some OF
which is strongly favored with the kipling
of the "Barrack Room Ballads and DE
partmenta Dittes" era, some of which
aspires, and not entirely in vain, to CLASH
fication with more exalted forms Of metre.
What If the sacred fires of the autumn burn.
Filling the forests with flames of decaying gold
What If the falling leaves with their whispers turn
Deathward our thoughts to graves that are name
less and cold?
Over the purple deep and in battle array
Waves of the men whom the winds of the morning
have freed.
Clad in the silver green of the olive gray
Far TO some Eastern land our way will lead!
There were myrtle boughs
For our youthful brows
And the gladn.ss Of youth and the flush
or the fragrant rose and the blush
or msiden's love on a maiden's cheek!
But the hour has come when our eyes must seek
or q NlCtOGB WEealn or NtSEOt , kEaNc
On the wind-swept fields OF the battling brave!
Aristide f. Phoutrides sings the above in
bis poem, "Reveile" In another vein, some
unknown versifier proclaims
The Cap in front the Lieut. in rear.
Inspected all the guns and gear
While we men Of The fourth platoon
At ease ooh. God y wondered how soon
Our turn would come TO be the goat:
For now and then some words would hoat
To ia like these: "A rotten gum
How officers enjoy such fun D.
"A dusty chamber, filthy bore,
Work on that gun few hours more.
Your hats on wrong. your shoes aren't shined;
Belt wrong, no frst-sid pouch find
What call you this 2" he sneered a trine.
"A smokesta tack or a bloomin' riae?"
The life of the second officers training
camp has been full of n number OF things.
"The PlattSburger" depicts in appealing
prose and even more moving line drawings
the trials of machine gun practice, bomb
throwing, trench digging, map drawing and
a dozen other military duties.
But apart from these, there have been
other activities Most noteworthy among
them was the Liberty Loan campaign. When
this began, it was hoped that s547,0O0 would
be raised.
money talks, so It's said" The Platts-
burger" prociaims. "lf so, men OF the sec
ond Plattsburg training camp spoke most
effectively in reply to the defiant challenge
of the Kaiser on the night Of October "a.
The speech burst forth in the subscription
offered to the second Liberty Loan Aoated by
the government. 1t was short by dynamic
answer Briefly, it was round sum Of
n.75O,OoO Ninety-eight per cent OF all can
didates subscribed"
They have been doing other things be-
sides learning by rote at Plattsburg. Out