Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-07-06

n EW YORK, July 5.-From
N the cadet gray and the
1 Y rigidly ordered environ
ment of West Point to the
overalls of an iron workers helper
is transition as sharply radical
as one can imagine.
Picture, then, Johnny Murrell.
late captain in the Cadet Corps,
now a second lieutenant assigned
to the aviation division, netting
steel girderS, catching red-hot
bolts in a tin can and being gen.
orally helpful in the big construc-
ton project now going forward at
the Pennsylvania Railroad freight
terminal in Jersey City.
With no fanfare Of bugles, not q
ruffie OF drum, with no loud cheers
no CHEERS OF any sort-Johnny MurTell,
son OF wealthy parents in Cedar Rapids
Iowa, received his commission in the
Regular Army at West Point commence
ment last week, laid aside his gorgeous
cadet clothes and became a red neck"
AND this, the lad who, when he came
70 the united States Military Academy,
was regarded as a bit spoiled and In
need OF deft handling.
Aney hanoled Him.
Well, he was handled deity, and in
MS graduating year he was outstanding
as precisely the type Of young oficer
mat west Point is proud to send out
into the world.
But Murrell, who last Fall. incl
dentally, played the best foot bali of his
career, who went through Stamford
IKE bullet through a plank until the
cImate got him, was entitled upon re-
celving his commission to three months
leave OF absence before he goes to one
OF the Army aviation fields to learn to
fly.
But the young officer decided that he
could best fit himself for the work he
VIII undertake by hardening himself to
the utmost degree, making himself alb
solutely At.
In this ambition he was materially
helped by Judge Francis H. McCauiey
OF Weehawken. In all this country
there is no such Army fan as this Hud-
son County judge. From boyhood he
has followed West Point teams in ali
their games and has made it a noint
70 know and to help cadets. When
Murrell came into the academy from
the University of Minnesota, where he
mad played freshman foot ball Judge
McCauley took an instant liking to the
boy.
Judge CounciIIed Him.
The Judge. by the way, is an en-
thusiastic Elk, member Of the big Union
Hill Lodge. Murrell's father was then
exalted ruler of the Elks Lodge In
Cedar Rapids, Iowa, and this, OF course.
strengthened the bond. So It was
through Judge McCauley's influence
that Murrell obtained a lob on the
pennsylvania building operation.
Living as a resident guest in a room
on the fourth floor Of the Union Hill
Eiks Club, Murrell looks out Of his
window and sees the wide expanse of
the misty Jersey meadows, which he
thinks should make foot ball field for
elevens made up Of tabled giants, Arts
ing at O'Clock every morning. he is
at work at Z and at in the afternoon
he lays aside his tools and calls 1t a
day.
So that is what foot ball and West
Point life have done for spoiled boy"
He will, he says, bank the money he
earns. No. he is not going to be mar
ried, not yet awhile. He must, he says,
make good for Uncle Sam first.
His foot ball days are over He will
never play again, but he loves the game
and any time he can be of any help in
coaching he will be glad Of the chance.
In fact, he is working at this right now
IN his on hours. For somehow Union
Hill School foot ballers learned of his
presence at the Elks and the Their day
called upon him to ask if he would
teach them some fine points this Sum-
mer And Johnny cordially complied.
Murrell says he will see his father
when 1.-The governor" comes to At
lantic City on July l6 for the Elks' Con-
vention. He will get day off and run
down to see him. Or perhaps he will
go on Sunday. He wants 10 favors
on this job
A fine. stalwart. clear-eyed handsome
young ironworker is Johnny Murrell,
late of the West Point backfield. A
real soldier.