The Apache sentinel., 1944-09-01
PLUGGIN'
Post Hq. Det.

The casual observer would not have
noticed the seven men who sauntered
down the stairs with other members
of the, detachment, and later, silently
entered the basement. At o730 weird
sight was presented to a few onIookers
at the rear of the building. Seven
apparitions, wearing gas masks and
uarbed like men from Mars in green,
air tight, balloon looking suits which
completely covered them, emerged
from the recess of the basement.
Word spread like fire, and soon
large crowd witnessed the doings of
this odd crew. In two cans they pre-
pared a mixture of a sort composed
solely of large amounts of white pow
der and water. Individual spectators
began to fidget with their masks. 1t
was gas day and they weren't going
to be caught mapping!
At OS00 an explosion was heard and
the entire area was enveloped in dense
gas and smoke. Then it was that
1.-THE SEVEN went into action with
picks, shovels, large brooms and cans
containing the Decentralization solu
ton. They moved in unison like we'll
oiled machine. At 0S30 the job was
done and the largest of the lot took off
his gas mask, threw back his head
piece and in loud, booming voice eX-
claimed 'Yas, I know" 1t was the
one and only "Railhead" Watson of
gridiron fame. Second in charge was
Sgt. Baker and his co-workers We're
Walt Brown, John Love, Tim Para
trooper Hill, Jesse Loston and Mother
Reape's boy The men did a splendid
Job and were credited with making
everything proceed according to
plan"
Later that night, | noticed two
NCO.'s eating rather hurriedly. !
thought nothing of it until the self
same two burst into the day room, gas
masks on, a look of fiendish delight in
their eyes, and sprayed tear gas on
everyone inside (the rats). few
manly oaths were heard and the ma
Jority had a crying festival. Seriously
though, I'm sure that all of the de-
: tachment members realized that Sgts.
Proctor and Cooper were simply per-
forming necessary duty.
My predecessor, Cpl. Moore. was
untiring in his efforts to stop Sgt.
Buyers from eating Limburger cheese.
The morale of the men closest to the
good sergeant was visibily lowered
Now Buyers has forsaken the cheese
but has switched to Sardines.
In Hu. last week certain party
pointed out to me that he resents the
appeilation "Brdgepiate." Maybe So.
What shall call him instead-"T ooth-
less JOE from Cocomo"?
When dog bites man, it isn't news
When man bites dog, that is news
When man beats woman, that isn't
news When woman beats man, that
is news. How about it, Britton?
Girls, have you seen the chapialns
new assistant. He's mature, dignified,
smooth and-modest. He claims that
his nan1esake, Robert Taylor, stole his
name from him.
All of our sympathy is extended 10
Pvt. Belt who recently received the
news that one of the members OF MS
family was seriously ill.
If one wanted to hear good, eartny
argument he simply had to drop py
the supply room and listen to supply
Sat. D'Antianac and his former assist
ant Motley. Those two would argue
daily about the war, football, women
suppIies-anything. Now Motley mas
been transferred to Service and sup
ply Det You should see D'Antignac,
he looks like father who recently
lost his only son. You know, think he
kinda misses that fellah!
PVT. FRED REAPE.