The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1941-04-17
Neus From
CAMP HAM

boys awake Win q little more thdn
the usual fervor for they are filled
with expectations of another glor-
ious weekend ahead.
Because there is a weekly in
spection every Saturday morning,
we were already up and cleaning
the tent when the non-commission-
ed officer in charge of quarters
came around at $50 just to make
sure that we were "up and at 'em."
Knowing that the colonel would in
spect that a. m, we had scrubbed
the tepee and cleaned all our per-
sonal equipment that was to be
displayed, the night before. We
stand reveille at $40, so you see
we hustle in order to dress, make
up our hunks, lay out a neat dis
play Of equipment, run down and
wash up, and then are ION the
line" when the whistle blows.
Roll is taken and sick call sound
ed. You know, no one seems to
be sick in this kind of weather,
now that it had stopped raining
and we are getting the benefit of
some of that honest to goodness
California sunshine. This particu-
lar morning the sun is shining in
the best of California tradition; and
with the singing of the birds, the
vibrant notes of the bugle sounding
reveille is the only remaining slim
illus needed to take that sleepy look
from many a soldier boys face.
Mess is at 6:25, and after that, pol
icing of the area and taking care
of numerous little details which
arise just before every drill period.
The bugle is sounding again; it's
1920, first call for drill. In five
minutes, every man will have re-
ported to his respective job where
he will be on duty until recall at
1880. The operations platoon with
its headquarters personnel is off
to the headquarters building, the
communications platoon, it's tele-
phones and wireless, the supply
platoon to the regimental supply
depot, and the maintenance section
with it's truck drivers and mechan-
les to the motor pool.
And there it is! Recall! Oh boy,
recall on Saturday; best of the best
of recalls, for the notes Of that
distant bugle is the music that fin
ales the working week of we SOL
diers.
Now for mess, into the Sunday
Go Meeting" uniform and then to
get that pass that you've thought
of all week.
These passes, permitting absence
of camp from noon Saturday to
Sunday, secure in their
pockets the boys are off for the
weekend. Where will it be this
weekend? Will it be with the boys
that are off for LA? Shall we make
it the beach with it's sport Of SWIM
ming amid the breakers Of Pacific
salt water? To the concessions of
Ocean Park at Santa Monica? Or
may be for some of that breath
taking glamour of Hollywood? And
then there's pony back with the
dude ranch COW hands, mountain
and wandering on the
desert. We wonder sometimes how
one will ever be able to take in
all these spots so new to us, in
the short time of one year of week
ends.
And there are always some of
the fellows who aren't going to
spend this weekend in travelling,
but in catching a few extra winks
of shut-eye, in taking care of that
neglected correspondence, and in
doing a little reading.
And so it goes Saturday and on
to Sunday; and finally, on to those
notes of taps" late Sun
day evening, those reverent taps"
that spell out a prayer for a ma
ton, home and a God.
And so to sleep.