Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1917-11-14

trio study then comes wig wag and
semaphore signaling. Then (Eats).
We had one of the worst sand storms
you couldn't see across the street, you
in about Z o'clock and bowed all Gay.
There was dust clouds so thick that
you couldn't see across the street, you
should of saw us fellows. There was
gumbo on us an inch thick. That stuff
blows right through a fellow, [ would
rather be in a Wis, snow storm than
one of these wind storms. I took
a good bath tonight and feel nearly
like myself again.
The inf. cOmpanys take more athle-
tics than anything. They play games
most of the time and run. That is to
give them wind and make them quick
l have seen Joe Turner a couple of
times since I have been here. His
regiment has been busted up now and
| don't know where he is. There was
a fellow down here from Camp Doug
las last week. He drove down in
car making the trip in eight days and
had one blow out at ST. Louis.
We got our stoves the first of the
week and expect to get the sides pref
ty soon. The tents burn down one by
one now There has not been one burn
ed since we got the stoves in our
company We are going to be all
changed around in few days, some
are going to be transferred to Com
pany in Michigan. Then we will have
the biggest Co. in service which will
be 280 men. You know our Co. was
called the Camp fire girls on account
Of our good behavior and B. Co. the
tors, so that will near we lose our
name. There is a bunch going out to
celebrate the passing of the Camp fire
girls so I will ring off until we get
back.
Well here I am back again and we
sure had one good big time. I am
writing this after taps. We broke a
mule the other day and our captain
offered any man 81 minute to stay on
him and one of the boys made S. but
he earned it. We have had a few cold
nights but it has warmed up tonight.
Mamma sends me the Grant County
Herald every week and I sure am glad
to look over the paper and find out
what is going on down there. Tell
aunt Eta hello for me. Take good
care of yourself too There was a big
foot ball game between Wis. and Mich.
here Wednesday afternoon and you
ought to of saw the crowd of soldiers.
If old William had seen them he would
of given up right there, Wis, won the
game by the tune of "a to o. Leave it
to good old Wis. to come out on top.
I have bought a 800 Buck Liberty
bond and may buy more. Well here is
a little poem our corporal made up.
Kicks
You have heard of chronic kickers,
Then you've often seen a mule,
They have nothing on a private,
That it seems to be the rule
For private to start kicking
AS soon as he enlists,
And he keeps it up forever
He would kick if he was kissed.
He starts out in the morning,
When the bugle sounds first call,
He kicks from then to taps at night,
Of things both large and small,
He kicks on what thew feed him
He kicks about the drill,
He kicks on every detail
He kicks and kicks, but still
He's the man that makes the army
Just what it is today,
He kicks, and kicks, and kicks again,
Because it's Just his way.
You asked whether there was any
farming done down here. I think not
as I haven't saw only one dairy farm
since I have have been here. The only
green grass I have seen was at Cotton
Palace Park. The rest is all dried
up There are plenty of cotton fields
here though. Tell Ed. Creamy the next
time you see him hello and that I am
fine. tell him I see Bud Fitch often and
he is also getting along fine.
Well Good night.
FROM HAL