Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1936-05-02

head like an ostrichl What forl
Yeah, he just eats up all this shot and
shell, haven't you noticed? What torl"
was sitting up now looking with
surprise down on the bitter faces OF
Casey and Sheehan.
Good God" I said, you're not tell
ing me you think he's yellow!"
Smells Just as sweet" says Shee-
han, by any name you want"
Tell me something, Bill" put in
Casey. who takes the company up
when there's a show? Bill Banks. Butch
Casey. Red Sheehan. Capt. Rathbone?
Back in Brigade U. G. studying tactics.
What for? One, because the more tao
tics he knows the more he gets sent
nome; two, because the general lives
there; three, because it's so nice and
quiet"
said nothing to this and lay back
exhausted with my effort while Casey
and Sheehan went on talking I was
impatient with the notion that only
the men in the front line fought the
war. George Rathbone's orders had
been models of intelligence and pre-
cision. Yet these lads had sown seed
of doubt in my mind
Suddenly Winnie, who had been
asleep on the other side of me, woke up.
Lay off it, will you?" he said Cant
you let a guy sleep?"
And I was glad because the sun was
too good to have to bother with think
ing.
Rathbone I noticed that Winnie took
no part in 1t. Wen, thought, his 10y
atty was natural to a man he had
known since he was born, lived with
In the same village. And yet there was
something queer the way Winnie looked
at him; watched him constantly when |
he was with u.s. very rarely spoke to |
him but watched him with a sort of
puzzlement in his eyes as though he
was trying to figure something out.
Well, the sun was fine when It came /
out but the nights in our paradise were
jittery. You never knew when you'd
get walked up by runner and handed
orders. Then you'd get up Keeling with
sleep and stagger out in the wet to
get the company together It usually
rained at night. We used to take linn
bers with the guns about halfway up
and carry the guns on our backs after
that. The orders would come about
midnight or / or 2 o'clock so we could
get up in time for dawn barrage 1t
was hell hitching the horSes-we
weren't allowed lights.
Winnie and I shared an elephant
1ut-a thing built Of wood and CORFU
gated iron dug into the ground. When
I'd get orders Winnie would say:
God, feel terrible watching you
oilers go up and never going up"
Bunk, Winnie" I'd say, you ought
o be glad with your wife and ALL
Hell, what am I, tin soldier2"
Never mind, you1l maybe get your
NANCE"
hoped to God not, but Winnie took
t hard
Next to us slept the two cooks The
'ooks we're queer ones. They used to
.eep us awake talking. They were phil
'sophers of a sort. One was deeply re-
igious and used to read his Bible
loud. The other was fatalist.
IF you're going to get hit, you're
DING to get hit"
TTaint So" said the religious cook.
If you trust in the Lord and pray to,
i'm with faith, He will spare you Now
ust listen to this from Daniel"
And then he would read loud enough
D fill a church but with a terrible
nOnotonous voice until pretty near the
Thole transport would start yelling at
i'm to shut up.
Winnie and I liked the cooks, they
ept us diverted when we couldn't