The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1918-05-13

tico. Which means that DrlscolI, as
one of the soldier boys said, us right
there with all the bells and medals"
He is slim and little'like,noW, they tolu
me. to what he was when he first
adiosed himself to the Broadway orlsht
lights and came down here to go on the
iob He weighs only 245, which shows
a lapse of 40 points in his stock. he
has the face OF priest, the gooaAa'
ture that always goes With giTth IKE
his. knows the singing trade from the
t,lning.fork to the Ah-m-e.n, and mess
as with utter and complete disdain
and nonchaIance of Old Herb HooYer's
earliest and latest dietic inhibitions.
We had America, Kaiser Bill, the
suffering K.K.Katy song wherein the
stammering doughboy VOWS that ms
love will lead him back to meet the
.adored K.K.Katy at the k-k-kitchen
door, and finally the Caisson song
Then the big show was on. Perhaps
you know Pvt. Leo Utermohlen back
there in the dear old state and per
hans YOU don't. ! am here to tell you
that his whistling solos would be an
adornment on the Keith circuit Leo
gave US something classical, the tune
familiar enough but can't now recall
the title, in response to an encore that
rocked the hall.
Then there was Pvt Howard Eek, OF
back yonder some where in West Wiz
ginia, who came next, Perhaps, some
Of you know him, and have heard how
we'll he can sing, specially 20 Sole
Mic" Well, Pvt. Eek, Of the "medi'
cal det.' is still going good vocally. His
Is a pleasing voice, and everybody
there thought so, for they noisily de-
manded more. Following him came
Cpl. C. F. English, Of the 911th regt
mental band, who was the accompanist
Of the evening and now gave us piano
solo, a mixture of classical and mod
ern melody such as makes professional
pianists tolerable and popular in the
"big time vaudeville theatres. Well
Pvt, English is all there with it, Just
like that.
Then we had 1.-THE West Virginia
Hills" to whose uprequited appeal in
county institutes l have already tried
to atone in this article, as it was new
err sung before in this world, so far as
personally know. Pvt. Joseph l.. Mig
germyer, sang the verses and the boys
rolled in with unexampled pep on the
chorus. There they marched before
you the stately, rugged, picturesque
ranges Of mountains and hills, beauti
full in the purple haze Of twilight, snow
shrouded in the white SHOWS Of win
ter, golden in the sunlight Of sum
mer noon, and quite beyond-mere
words.to.tell in the countless color
ings OF the autumnal season. There
was the colossal Cheat, Becket's Knob
down in old Monroe, and all the famil
lar rest of the towering monuments Of
Nature that West Virginians know SC
we'll and love so much, passing in pan
Drama before ones minds eye, to a
tune which now seemed fit musical
setting for them.
This is their song" said Leader
Driscoll to me, and he hit the their
with no vague emphasis. "They like
1t. they call for 1t often, and they par
ticularly saw to it aud it was on the
program tonight. And, speaking fol
our party, we were mighty glad Of
that.
Now Col. Walsh took the floor. He
talked OF the men of their business
He talked shop. He talked of their
work, Of their months Of training, and
OF over there. He talked like the ex
perienced, seasoned, whole.hearted