The courier-index., 1918-09-27

! mandant of Camp Pike, on the bar | Der shops of Little Rock, has result | ed in several much appreciated re- \ forms in leading hostelries in the ! state capitol. Already signs have been posted in barber shops that prf- ces for slaves have ben held at the 20 cent basis and hair cuts are to | be kept at 35 and 40 cents. Another | change for the better is noted in the signs posted which state that attend | ants will offer services in lavatories | only when requested. That IS l blow at the tipping solicitation nuis- | ance to which army men and other 1 transients have been subjected. Both I officers and enlisted men are grate- 1 ful to Col. Miller for his firm stand in this matter.
 Numbers of friends and relatives
 of the soldier boys from the rural districts of Arkansas have been max | ing visits to their sons and brothers l and in some cases their sweethearts, almost as soon as the man arrived in camp They have been much disap- | pointed al not being able to see them. The trouble is that soldiers
 are placed in quarentine camps i'm | mediately on their assignment to temporary companies and are not | allowed to see any person except their fellow sufferers for period
 of two weeks. The officers in charge at Camp Pike have suggested to the
 "Y" men that it would be we'll to
 make generally public the informa-
 tion that this quarantine regulation is
 an infallible rule and that the best | course for the relatives, parents and friends of the soldiers to take IS to
 wait at least two weeks before they come to the camp. During the period ' of detention, the new soldiers are l kept under close medical scrutiny and are vaccinated against malaria, typhoid and other ills for which ser ums are used.
 1 An Arkansas rookie got the best of
 hard boiled" drill sergeant in the
 casual detachment quite cleverly last
 Week. In fact the repartee
 was so quick and unexpected that the laugh was on the sergeant for 1 some days around the camp. The
 drill master had a rowboned Arkan- ! san in the awkward squad and want ed to call his attention sharply. Hey,
 you Private What-you-may-call-it, why
 don't you left face when you hear the
 command?' Back came the answer,
 well, Sergeant Thing-may-go-bob,
 you must bawl louder if you expect
 me to hear you.'' And he didn't go to the guard house.
 An Arkansas girl, and she was
 pretty. too. got off good one on
 sYn man last week when the new editor of Trench and Camp hit town.
 His name is Hawes, but over', the
 phone it sounded like MT. Hogg. l The person who came to introduce
 the editor was Mir. Wm. W. Pigue,
 associate publicity director of the | Southern Department of the army 'Y' at San Antonio The combina- tion was too much for the pretty, pc | tite brunette from the capital city She did her best to keep her face straight but bravely went ahead into | the office of her boss, the state " | secretary, and said, MT. Pig and MT | Hog are in the ante room waiting to see you" Then the drinks were on | the "Y'' men.
 The old time war game Of 1ousts
 practiced by the Crusaders in feudai times has been revived by the enter
 prising physical director in "Y'' 3S
 at Camp Pike and bids fair to be or l considerable interest. Already the
 men are taking to it with vim, and lanky Arkansawyers may be seen poking at each other round the " buildings, with a vengeance. The