The Garland City globe. (Garland, Utah) 191?-1925, 1918-11-28

What did you DO, desert OF Were ""
kicked QUIT"
/ was getting sore and answered:
"Deserted the Twelfth; kicked out OF
the Eleventh"
"What's your nameT
arthur Guy Empey."
you're a German"
This was too much even for me,
and I answered: you're damned
liar" / saw my chances of shipping
vanishing In smoke.
The Jew grlnned and rubbed his
hands and said: you're all right.
Go into that room and get card made
out. and come back ut two o'clock"
I received card and went to
beanery across the street and had
wonderful meal Of corned beef hash,
muddy coffee and huge slices of bread,
minus butter. This cost me fifteen
cents.
At two o'clock I reported back, and
with seventy-two others was herded
| like cattle. and in long, struggling
| line, flanked by three Of the employees
| of the agency, we marched to the
ferry and landed somewhere In New
Jersey"
The ship, a.huge three.stacker, was
lying alongside. We were showed into
single file, ready to go up the gang
plank. Then our real examination
took place. At the foot Of the gang
plank were a group of men around a
long table. They certainly put us
through a third degree to find out II
there was any German blood in us.
Several men were turned down. Luck
fly, / got through and signed for the
voyage, and went on board.
At the head of the gnngplank stood
the toughest specimen of humanity l
have ever seen. He looked like a huge
gorilla. and had big, crescent-shaped,
livld scar running from his left ear
under his chin up to his right eye.
Every time he spoke the edges Of the
scar seemed to grow white. His nose
was broken and he had huge, shaggy
eyebrows. His hand was resting on
the rail of the ship. II looked like n
ham, and inwardly I figured out what
would happen TO me II that ham-like
fist ever came In contact with the
point OF my jaw. AS we passed him
he showered us with n few compli-
mentary remarks, such as "0f all the
lousy scum I have seen, this bunch OF
lubbers is the worst. and this Is what
they give me to take thirteen hundred
horses over TO Bordeaux" Later on
I found this Individual was foreman Of
the horse gang.
We were ordered aft and sat on the
after hatch. The fellow on my right
was huge, blue-gummed negro. He
was continually scratching himself.
I unconsciously eased away from him
and bumped into the fellow sitting on
my left. After a good look ut him I
eased back again In the direction OF
the negro. don't think that he had
tnken n bath since escaping from the
cradle. Right then my uppermost
thought was how I could duck this
trip to France. The general conversa-
tlon among the horse gang was
"When do we eatf"
We must have sat there about twenty
minutes, when the second foreman
came aft. ! took fifteen guesses Mt his
nationality, and M last came 10 the
conclusion that he was a cross between
n Chlnaman and Mexican. He was
thin. about six feet tall, and wore a
huge sombrero. His skin was tanned
the color OF leather. Every time he
smiled had the impression that the
next minute he would plant stlletto
I'm my back. His name was Pinero
His introduction 10 us was very brief
"Get up off OF that blankety blank
hatch and line up against the rail-
We did as ordered. Then he com
minded: "Ali the nlggers line M
alongside CT the port rail-" ! guess u
lot OF them did not know what he
meant by the sport rail" because they
looked very much bewildered. With
an oath he snapped out. "You blank
ETY. blank idiots. The port rail Is that
1 rail over there. Come on. Move oil
I'll soon move you" He looked well
:, able to do this and the nlggers prompt
~ shuflied over 10 the place deslgnat
ed. He quickly divided us into squads
OF twelve men. then ordered; "All OF
you who are deserters from the army
or who have seen service I'm the cav
airy step out In front" -Four Others
besides myself stepped out. The first
man he came TO he informed: "You'rC
straw boss. Do you know what G
straw boss ISL" This man meehly
answered. "No. SIR" With another
oath, the second foreman said: "Al
right, you're not straw boss; fall
back" / got the cue Immediately
Ny turn caipe next.
"Do you know what a straw boss
is?"
said: "Sure."
He said: "All right, you're a straw
boss"
had not the least idea OF wha'
he was talking about, but made NJ
my mind that 1t would not take mi
long to find out. Then he passed
down the line. picking out straw
bosses. / asked one of the men in ny
gang what were the duties of a straw
hoes He had bpen over with horses