The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-07-24
4,OOO MEN FROM
 EIGHT STATES IN
 MCCLELLAN FIGHT
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many trees scattered about for any one to prove to the contrary.
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 Army Folk Explain.
 Here is some of the clear analy- sis the army folk, In all good faith and kindness, furnished those inter ested, so they could keep up with what was going on:
 The 37-mm gun is used against targets that can be definitely To- cated.
 The 3-inch trench mortar" (three inch, my eye; the darn thing was four feet long)" lis used against targets that are indefinately located"
 That last seems the real dope, that 'indefinately located" for an all day search did not reveal d single bulls eye with rings around 1t on the whole plantation.
 But after all. there were targets, damp ones any atom in the great coluds of dust could locate a bead of pirspiration on anybody, and they did, for everybody was khaki col ored long before noon, except cer- tain officers above the rank of major who ride in motor cars and never think of being so commonplace as to perspire. They could go through a swamp and the mud would be scared to stick to them.
 Paragraph No. in the diagnosis, summary or explanation was more understanderable:" The mission of the howitzer platoon Is the close support of the assault companies"
 PrOjectiIes Like Hot Dogs.
 Why they called the little umbrella case on buggy wheels a howitzer is their business, but over in the Mouse country in France, when one of those fool ne-pounders used to plump it. self back of a machine gun, bark at the Huns and then beat it, folks called them humming birds. The man was right, for 1t described its size, mobility and, for that matter, it's sting. The projectile 1t shoots is about the size of the buns foreigners make hot dogs out of.
 In the midst of reading the pro- gram and how it was to be done and why, somebody stepped on the wire that was to set off a mine for the grand finale, and it went off ahead of time. From then on folks quit reading and attended to business, bunch of infantry men started their rifles cackling, a brace of Browning machine guns took up the argument and added their chatter, and the one pounders. despite their size, got busy and A. E. F. days seemed to have come back. It sounded like a part of the real thing to some extent, sI- though there was not the basso un- dertone of the big babies behind the lines just like it might be if the chorus and orchestra at on opera would quit and leave the argument to the tenor and soprano.
 Calvarymen Appear.
 In the midst of the chatter of small arms, bunch of cavalrymen can tered around the bend in road, broke into trot, scattered on a side front and then broke into a pell-mell run Save in training camps, it very prob ably was the first time most of the World war veterans had seen soldiers on horseback in a charge. It was an inspiring sight, and one wondered what cavalry charges of the old days must have looked like. every man on a thoroughbred, in the spectacular uniforms of the older days, thousands of mounted men laundering across a battlefield. After the practical an initiation of the 500 at Balaklava. what sight it must have been when the Heavy Brigade charged to com plete the work. The halted charge blew, with 5000 horsemen ordered to halt in mid-flight.
 Cavalry may be back number. or may have been in the World war, but suppose General Bng had had them to follow his tanks when he broke through at Cambrai? If you want to have a good time, join the cavalry" Jeb Stuart's men used to sing. It might be said that If you want to make a war interesting, have some cavalry, for they look more like soldiers, create more interest, and set the heart beating faster than any other branch of the service.
 
 Familiar Scenes Appear.
 And so Birmingham day dawned and went Monday at Camp McCIel- la-> near Anniston. Rolling dust clouds, the "suphurous canopy" set adrift by the light artillery, and the pale smoke of the shell tortured woods hanging over the terrain like a pail, bitten by flashes and puffs as piece after piece went into action.
 Dotted in the underbrush were the old familiar gun crews, mortar units, machine gun outfits, and the swoop- ing, speedy chaps that touch and go with the humming birds, seen mo- ment crouching, running forward, the quick placing of the piece in ac- tion, the jar of the detonatiCn. and the shadowy forms with their dis membered gun disappearing in the underbrush. And all along the line the intermittent, staccato popping of rifle fire as in real action, few know