The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-03-20
Big Sap!
chesty Ygeant Learns
Boston Harbor Isn't
in Ireland.

Scores Of aOorks of fiction
haze been 7Oritten about the
World 1cGr and scores Of other
t0riters hare told of their &C
titaI experiences IN the great
conflict, bat none of them
PARRY more interest than the
saN-ies Of your o10n home
boys, many Of 1UhOm had e1-
perienceS 1Uhich SurpdSs those
recorded IN fiction.
And the ice Is broken. They're
telling stories in The Times World
War Story Contest by the whole
sale. The Times will print as many
Of these stories as possible, and
every week will award prizes of
$40 and IS for the two best submit
ted.
G. p. COburn, 81 DdUSOn
street, tells the first one print
ed today:
IT was early in November, on or
l. about the I'd, shortly after be-
ing relieved from the Argonne after
our outfit was in a reserve position,
when orders came to move.
Our supply of water was almost
exhausted, so when the command
Fall out" was given during the
march, some of us filled our can
teens with water from a stream at
the roadside. drank heartily and re-
filed our canteens.
We soon we're on the move again
upstream and had marched on
short distance when a mounted Of
ficer came along the line command
ing all to empty canteens containing
water from the roadside stream. We
did as ordered and were not long in
finding out why the command was
given. Only few feet ahead the
bodies Of two German soldiers lay
in the stream.
Yt tickied the boys pink
Uhen a cheSty nOn-cOm took
one on the chin, and F. G.
Wright, geo North Illinois
street, enEiSeted IN Co. F,
Three hundred thirtieth IN
fGntry, spins q good one:
WAS a member of the Three
w hundred thirtieth infan-
try at camp in 1918 After train
ing, was transferred to another
camp.
One midnight in July we boarded
transport -, en- route for some
where in France.
We had a very egotistical first
sergeant on board. who dwelt under
the impression his sergeancy was
that of a commissioned officer.
After a number of days at sea
we came in sight of land, and upon
passing a large tugboat this SER
geant, who was leaning at the rail,
called, Hey. is this Ireland?"
The rebuttal came, mo, you big
sap. this is Boston
And it was!
George Ballard, Battery F,
Fifth field artillery, nO10 of
StileSUille, md, tells thiS one:
TT was in the Argonne when the
l. big push was going on. Bat
talon F of the Fifth field was in
the line. and the horse line rolling
kitchen ammunition train was
can Il about two miles back under
a young lieutenant. The battalion
moved up and the horse line got
away behind the battalion
One day We got orders to move
up and We started We camped at
q cross roads to eat dinner. A sup
ply company was camped at the
same place. The Germans we're
Smelling everything in that neigh
borhood.
While We were lined up for mess,
we watched them run out a regi-
ment of engineers camped on our
right.
Our boys we're having a craps
game at the end of the mess line
and were down on their knees. The
supply boys were standing up look
ing at the game, when a German
shell loaded with shrapnel burst
high in the air. killing two supply
boys and wounding a third one. 1t
neFer touched the crapShooters. but
it spoiled dinner.