The evening leader. (Tarpon Springs, Fla.) 191?-19??, 1918-03-23
VETERAN IN AMAZE
ATANNISTONCAMP
Private Snow Sees Wonders of
Modern Army Life at
Mcclellan.
WATCHES BAYOAET DRILLS
Relic Of Confederate Days in Open
Mouthed Astonishment Watches
Irish fnskructor-Says Conditions
Are Not as They Were in '6os.

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Camp Mcclellan, Admission, Ala
Private CLARK Snow, he of the Ala
bama "Yellow Hammers" who fought
for the Osafederacy back in the SOS,
limped into Camp Mcclellan to give
the boys Of the Blue and Gray a few
pointers on how to lick the Huns.
81 have had no experience with Mr..
Kaiser, but I reckon what Colonel
Johnston and / went through a few
years back was fair sample of what
you youngsters are due to stack up
against over yonder," declared the
griZzled veteran of the struggle be-
tween the North and the South, as he
introduced himself to the students of
modern warfare.
"We didn't have those new-fangled
gases, but We had battle against the
effects of some of the rottenest corn
whisky tftst ever came from a still,
and reckon that's just as bad. Take
it from me, youngsters, it's good thing
for Uncle Sam that these moonshiners
have been scared into burying them
selves away for the winter"
Private Clark Snow, with his chest
puffed out to fill up a spick and span
gray uniform made from the remnants
of the one in which he fought for the
Confederacy, was standing in the CEN
ter of a modern soldier city of 10000
men and nearly as many canvas cano-
pies. He was escorted by bunch of
soldier enthusiasts who were proud to
be part of the Twenty-ninth division
and wanted to show the gray-haired
''vet" all the mysteries of present-day
fighting.
Shown Bayonet School.
The first thing the sightseers tum-
bled into was the bayonet school. Here
Sergeant "Bill'' Madden, the fiery little
Irishman delegated to Camp Mcclellan
as a part of the British war mission,
was trying to make a group of pink
checked ex-office clerks look blood
thirsty. A dozen or more bayonet
blades glistened in the sunlight, and
there was 'Peppery Bill" Madden
standing at the head of the class Jug
Cling a formidable-looking overgrown
jackknife.
"Ataboy; put some beef behind that
jab! If you don't get him he'll get
you'll" sh0ated Bill.
The embryo fighters were being
taught to slice imaginary Germans to
! ribbons.
| "Cut that sentiment stuff out p
bawled Ball to baby-featured private
whose face never had been introduced
to a razor. "That's not a knitting
needle you have in your hand. Poke
it right through that guys ribs and
yank it out again before he's had
chance to realize that he's dead.
| Steady now. Rotten! That one went
between his legs. You're as good as
dead already. Carry your corpse over
there and watch me do it,
With teeth gritted, face drawn into
million or more wrinkles and every
| muscle Of his body at high tension, the
| spirited product of the Emerald Isle
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kill a German it was because there
| wasn't one around.
Could Lick Whole Army.
81 thought knew thing or two
about using those hedge trimmers,"
I gasped Private Clark Snow at the con-
clusion of the exhibition, shut that
Irishman could lick a whole German
army all by himself. If you young
sters ever get worked up to the same
state of mind he's in therell be lot
Of the kaiser's gang snoozing with
their toes to the sky this time next
year."
In Open-mouthed wonderment the
relic of Confederate days watched the
little foreign instructor disappear in
the distance. 1t was mess time and
/ the yellow Hammer" didn't have to
!, be coaxed to eat with company Of
the Blue and Gray. .,&.s,
+, Soup, roast beef. mashed potatoes,
vegetables, coffee and rice pudding dis
appeared before the veterans assault.
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