The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1928-07-05
EXTRA WRONG FONTS
y Archibaldson, the Makeup Man
Scoop Goes a-Soldiering

The country is saved-but not for
the Democrats. Scoop has donned his
uniform and left us cold. How we
are to survive we know not.
This afternoon Ito make this col
umn right up to date he is leading
his men down into the Valley of the
Six Hundred, anyhow. And of all
the fuss getting ready to go, anyone
would have thought that the entire
United States Army, horse, artillery,
infantry, engineers and not forgetting
the Marines, who won the war, was
getting ready to move without know
ing just which way to go. The boy
went to Fort Eustis, Va, for two
weeks hard work, so he says, but
we've been here too long not to know
that wherever he goes he's going to
have a vacation, for he follows the
oft repeated admonition not to allow
business to interfere with his pleas
ure. He's going to be among the U.
S. Regulars, and, boy, it's going to be
hard for them if he does all the things
he said he was going to do before he
left.
We're not saying what his rank and
file is, because a Second Louie" was
and is an unpopular cuss, and unless
they put leather leggings and a Sam
Brown belt on top sergeant he al
ways will be. Leave it to them; they
can cause more uneasiness around an
army barracks than the bucks" can
keep up with. And, by the way, if
you think "shave tail' doesn't know
what he is talking about, just ask one.
Mr.. Bell, the photographer, and we
might explain here why he is not
called the Colonel this week. 1t is
because Scoop feels it is not fittin'
and right that the picture taking man
should enjoy title superior to his and
for this reason requested that he be
mentioned only as a mister. Well,
anyhow, Mr.. Bell didn't have to leave
his studio to get this snap of the
Lieutenant before departing for Camp
Eustis, because the Lieutenant went
to him. AS soon as he got his moth
eaten uniform out of his cedar chest,
where the moths had lived on moth
balls and the uniform for the past
couple of years, he Immediately
dressed in all his glory and paraded
to the studio for the settin'.
Nothing would please the Lieuten-
ant but to be taken as "horseman,"
which he is in private life, so it was
necessary for Mr.. Bell, the photog-
rapher, to furnish the Lieutenant
horse. Almost at his wits end he,
Mr.. Bell, the photographer, produced
some of the trading stock of Louie
Waingold which Louie had forgotten
and after being satisfied that the ami
NAL was perfectly gentle, well broken
and belonged to a Louie" he signi-
fed his willingness to go ahead and
have his portrait made. The Lieuten-
ant led the horse over to that beauti-
full settee which Mr. Bell uses when
ever a bride and groom comes for
sitting, and after three attempts and
tearing the handsome damask cover
ing of the settee with his spurs (oh,
yes; he wears spurs the same as any
other second 'louie"), he at last made
the mount and the picture was taken.
at didn't take long after every
thing was ready" stated Mr.. Bell,
"but we had a - of time getting
ready" After the proof had been
made the Lieutenant ordered nine doz-
en- pictures and it wasn't until Sun
day that we found the reason for so
many. The entire town of Kingwood,
West Va, chats where Scoop was
reared) was placarded. That's his
idea of dirty crack at his old home
town.
1t won't be long now until the boy
returns, at which time the faithful
readers of his column will be advised.