The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1918-08-15
EDUCATION AND TRAINING
Brother Of Lucy Z. Strong and Former
Publicity Manager Of Wis. Gas and
Elec. 90. Tells of Americans Ex-
periences in Land of F1eur-de-L Lis.

ATUM oNeT GH6r03 stamped WlCn bhS
signature of the censor AMI bearing
the ear-marks Of travel, are many that
are not received here directly, but
prove to be Of great interest to Keno
shans. One letter Of such character,
that came from Captain Walter Haight,
well known In Kenosha as publicity
manager for the Wisconsin Gas and
Electric Co, and perhaps better
known here as the brother Of Mrs. Lucy
Strong, former society editor Of the
Kenosha Evening News, has found it's
way into Kenosha
Captain Haight, in letter to the
Rail and Wire,o small journal
edited monthly by the T M. E. R. and
L. Co., gives about as fine descrip-
ton of what is going on, on the other
side, without telling anything that he
hadn't ought to tell, as has been re-
ceived over here in a long time.
Among other things he writes:
'EItis long time since I have had
a minute to spare to write you, but
we are through with our training now
and I can spend an occasional moment
on my own affairs. The censorship
which prevents the mention Of names,
places, plans, history, hopes, fears and
ambitions, makes it difficult to say any
thing worth saying, but I guess it
won't stop me from transmitting few
words to tell you I often think of you;
wish you could drop in to see very
interesting sight-a real army all set
for fighting land hope that if you
can It come here I can at least drop in
on you one Of these days and resume
the old job of getting them for one
dollar or other valuable considerations.
eve have been shooting up the ter
ritory here for couple of months I'M
til the hillsides look like the pock-
marked faces Of Algerian soldiers. We
have been riding until the seats of our
pants are shiny outside and as tough
as bull g hide inside. We have been
under frances sunny skies with an
overseas cap on until our faces look
like pieces of well cooked toast, and
our hands like boiled beets. We have
slept in the underbrush under the stars
until we get thirsty at night If no dew
falls in our mouths. We have eaten
so much slumgullion and tomato stew
in the biyouacs on mimic battle fields
that we would leap from the ground In
establishment if we saw the various
elements of the stew separated into
component parts and served separately
ON various dishes. Our feet have
grown large and tough, we talk of tri-
gonometric angles as fuently as Brother
Cook discusses minimum rates or
Brother Jorgenson explains standard
specifications and ledger Account No.
SAT. We can visualize the trajectory
of a 155 man, shell on six mile trip
in a cross wind, with falling barome-
ter and rising thermometer, just as
Brother Way can gaze absent-mindedly
across the prairies of the town Of Lake
and see new power house or gas plant
rise out of the sand dunes. We see a
90 pound chunk of BSP hit the ground
and send cloud of dirt higher than a
church steeple, and are as unconcerned
as Brother Glantz or his chum Brother
Enders might be to see a bowling pin
drop off the end Of the alley. In other
words, we are now ready and rarin
to go. And the flag may drop near
the wires any day now. So | send you
my message for fear I may not have
the opportunity when my residence is
established in a dugout within sight of
the W. k. (weak kneed) foe
cit has been great experience, al
though / am not one of those who was
looking for war SO I could have adj
ventures. I would rather be home with
my family. But if one IS country needs
little help, I would rather help it in
such a way that / can gain little
knowledge and experience. This tour
ing of England and France has been
liberal education to many an Ameri-
can this year, even if one tours behind
an engine which would fit into your
Office easily, on box cars which hold
eight horses or forty men, and on feet
which sometimes become a bit tired
despite their long training. The ocean
voyage was quite an adventure
thousands of men in a great ship, and
all Of us aware that gaily ferocious
enemy was willing and anxious to toss
torpedo into our midst and then bow
politely to us while we started for d.
Jones locker. Then it was interesting
to see the boys divide into groups on