The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-26
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he said. But where are the others?
They won't be fed by you TO-
day. They're either in the dress
ing-station or pushing up daisies.
The cook was quite disconnected
rs the truth dawned on him. Hi
was staggered. And 1 have cooked
Tor $50 men"
Kropp poked him in the ribs
Then for once we'll have enough
Come on, beginl"
Suddenly a vision came ovel
'riaden. His sharp, mousey fea-
lures began to shine, his eyes grew
tmall with cunning, his jaws
lwitched, and he whispered hoarse-
IL: Man! then you've got bread
for $50 men too, eh?"
The sergeant-cook nodded, alb
sent-minded and beTildered
Tiaden seized him by the tunic
And sausage?"
Ginger nodded again.
Tjaden's chaps quivered. TO
bacco, too?"
Yes, everything"
Tiaden beamed: What a bean
feast! That's. all for us! Each man
gets-wait a bit-yes, practically
two issues"
Then Ginger stirred himself and
said: THAT won't do"
Then we got excited and began to
crowd around
Why won't that do, you old car
rot7" demanded Katczinsky.
Eighty men can't have what is
meant for $50"
Wen soon show you" growled
Muller.
Il don't care about the stew, but
I can only issue rations for eighty
men," persisted Ginger.
Katczinsky got angry, you
might be generous for once. You
haven't drawn food for eighty men.
You're drawn it for the Second
Company. Good. Let's have it
then. We are the Second Company. -
We began to jostle the fellow.
No one felt kindly toward him, for
it was his fault that the food twice
came up to us in the line too late
and cold. Under shell-f1re he
wouldn't bring his kitchen up near
enough, so that our soup-carriers
had to go much farther than those
OF the other companies.
Now Bulcke of the First company
is a much better fellow. He is as
fat as a hamster in winter. but he
trundles his pots when it comes to
that right up to the very front line.
We were in just the right mood
and there would certainly have been
dust-up if our company command
err had not appeared. He informed
himself of the dispute, and only re-
marked: Eyes, we did have heavy
losses yesterday
He looked in the dixie. THE beans
look good"
Ginger nodded. Cooked with
meat and fat"
The lieutenant looked at us He
knew what we were thinking. And
he knew many other things too, be-
cause he came to the company as a
non-con1, and was promoted from
the ranks. He lifted the lid from
the dixie again and shifted. Then
passing on he said: Serve out the
whole issue. We can do with it..
And bring me a plate full, too"
Ginger looked sheepish as Tjaden
danced round him.
TT doesn't cost you anything One
would think the quartermaster's
store belonged to himl And now get
q nwith YOU, YOU old blubber-sticker,
and don't you miscount either"
You be hanged" spat out Ginger.
When things get beyond him he
throws up the sponge altogether; he
Just goes to pieces.
And as if to show that all things
we're now the same to him, of MS
own free will be shared out half a
pound of synthetic honey equally
among us.
Today is wonderfully good. The
mail has come. and almost every
man has a couple of letters.
Kropp pulls out one. "Kantoreck
sends you all his best wishes"
We laugh. Muller throws his Gig
aret away, and says. Il wish he
was here"
Kantoreck had been our school
master. an active little man in a
gray tail-coat, with face like a
shrew-mouse. He was about the
same size of Corporal HimmelStoss,
the Terror of Klosterberg.'
It is very queer that the unhappi-
ness of the world is so often brought
on by small men. They are so much
more energetic and uncompromising
than the big fellows. I have always
taken good care TO keep out of sec
tionS with small company COM