October 29, 1917



The opening of the new Y.M.C.A. Building at Fifth Avenue and  14th Street was a most auspicious event, the special programme of vaudeville and boxing bouts being witnessed by hundreds of men from the 152d Artillery Brigade, made up of 304th, 305th and 306th Field Artillery and 302d Trench Mortar Battery. The Regimental Band of the 305th Field Artillery furnished the good music for the evening.

The Crowning event of the programme was the five-act vaudeville show put on by the professional performers from the B.F. Keith circuit now enlisted in the artillery. "Mr. Jazz, Himself." otherwise known as Termint, knocked them cold with his sensational performance on the violin. Walter Shirley of the team of Shirley and Shirley won instantaneous favor with his singing of popular ballads, while Willie Reynolds, assisted by "Dummy," produced a clever ventriloquist act which went big. Jack Waldron ripped off several rollicking rags and Davey Jones got a large hand for his monologue. Austin McClure known on Broadway as the "Pianola Kid," took the piano on a joy ride and several other ivory ticklers obliged. It was a large evening.



The upper J Y.M.C.A. has started a very vital work of teaching English to men who need such knowledge.  Private Mantinband, who has had six years’ experience in the well-known Roberts method, has conducted two demonstrations for the men who are going to teach, while Private S. Goldstein has twice taught a class of ten men. During the past ten days a French class with enrollment of twenty-two has been taught by Private Jobin, formerly interpreter for the export department of J.P. Morgan & Co. In its five meetings the class has made good progress in the pronunciation of French.


Upton's Political Pot Boiling These Last Campaign Days

Fusionists and Democrats Have Headquarters Here-Suffragists and Antis Active.

Camp Upton's pot is merrily boiling, with headquarters established by both the Fusion and the Democratic organizations and speakers carded in the interests of both parties, including Mayor Mitchel and Judge Hylan. Mayor Mitchel's strong-hold, a gaily striped tent sways in the breezes at Third Avenue and Tenth Street, while the Democratic chieftains have secured a location on Upton Boulevard just at the foot of Headquarters Hill.

Meetings have been held between 7 and 9 o'clock almost every evening, with speakers from the city, among those whom "we have had with us" being Marcus M. Marks, candidate for Borough President of Manhattan, and ex-Adjutant Gen. Louis W. Stotesbury, candidate for City Judge, both appearing in their own behalf. Both are running on the Fusion ticket.

Nor can the suffragists and antis be omitted from the list of those contributing to the camps political invigoration. Both have had a turn at the camp, with banners, speeches and all other essentials of a demonstration. Col. Roosevelt. it is understood, is engaged to speak Wednesday afternoon, Oct. 31, under the auspices of the Woman Suffrage Party. Personal visits by Mayor Mitchel and Judge Hylan divide the centre of interest with the Colonel.

Soldier-electors registered their names on Oct. 24 on blank forms provided the company organizations. All enlisted men entitled to a vote thus declared themselves as a part of the great metropolitan electorate which will make Nov. 6 a "day long to be remembered" as one might characterize cannily.

A Sensation was introduced at roll-call the other morning when Private Wilson's name was called. He had hurried up from the milk train to be counted, and when his name was called he drowsily answered, "Oh well, I guess you'll have to gimme another ginger ale."


Intensive Competition Was Minimized to Keep Men From Subscribing Beyond Their Means.

Throughout Camp Upton are recruits who wear proudly on their coats a small button which doubles the pride they feel in their uniform. They are doing double service, as subscribers to quarter spaces.

Upton's enlisted men responded nobly to the call for subscribers, and many in camp had to be held back from making a larger investment than his means could handle. It was the aim of those in charge of the campaign here to keep the men from buying more bonds then they could afford. This conservation and restraint of competitive methods, which might have resulted in many men obligating themselves out of proportion with their resources, has kept the total figure something below that of the other camps, but the response from the rank and file had been more gratifying.

The estimated total is $1,500,000. Friday was the last day for the subscriptions under the Government allotment plan, whereby payment of the bonds is to be made out of the monthly pay, and at that time the following figures were given out:

308th Infantry............................................................$208,800                                                                                                         
306th Infantry..............................................................184,800                                                                                                         
305th Infantry..............................................................135,850                                                                                                         
307th Infantry..............................................................101,900                                                                                                         
306th Field Artillery.....................................................102,700                                                                                                          
304th Field Artillery.......................................................53,000                                                                                                          
305th Field Artillery.......................................................69,800                                                                                                         
304th Machine Gun Battery............................................16,950                                                                                                         
305th Machine Gun Battery............................................21,900                                                                                                         
306th Machine Gun Battery............................................12,850                                                                                                         
302d Engineers..............................................................73,700                                                                                                         
302d Supply Train............................................................8,850                                                                                                          
302d Ammunition Train.................................................59,550                                                                                                         
302d Trench Mortar Battery...........................................12,250                                                                                                          
Headquarters Troop........................................................7,950                                                                                                           
Miscellaneous Brigades Hdqs.......................................305,350                                                                                                         Total...............................................$1,367,200


"General Havoc" Rides into Camp Astride a Gale 
                          Takes Command at Upton, and Turns Things Topsy Turvy, Doing Much Damage.

A saw-edged Long Island nor'easter, the kind that you read about in Fakem's Almanac for 1882, has had Upton gasping for breath.

There have been blows here since the breeze which wafted in the first contingent of recruits, but the one last week leads all subsequent ones by several laps. It took the blue ribbon, the chased sterling loving cup, likewise anything else portable that happened in its path. It was the kind of a gale that you can lean against, like a wall. It whipped across the local moors and fens like an avenging, destroying angel, upsetting plans for Liberty Loan Day, snatching mess-kits from rookie land, rocking barracks like cradles and wafting insecure campaign hats far aloft.

With the gale was mixed moisture. It might have been rain had it been given any sort of chance, but the wind grabbed it and twisted it into stingy little hard pellets, which attacked a fellow in the face and made him think he was in a hail of German shrapnel. The dust which had been lying around camp in heaps became sifty mud the inhaled shoes with the tenacity if that fabled Flanders variety.

There was very little human activity possible. The hurricane held the stage. In a few places an effort was made to stand out against it, one of the most notable being the watch tower on Tower Hill, where for two tortuous hours members of the military police force held stormy vigil. They like stormy petrels, standing out against the blow. The plan for athletic contests, it was thought might be modified to suit the weather, and there was some talk of an afternoon of aquatic sports, but this was thought disloyal to the naval branch of the service.

Real damage was wrecked in one quarter of the camp at least. The Y.M.C.A. Theatre tent figured in this, being completely wrecked by the storm. The canvas was torn to ribbons and the big canvas too completely dismantled. Costumers belonging to the War Time Players who were booked for several performances were damaged to the extent of several hundred dollars.

EACH BARRACK TO HAVE GRAPHOPHONE                                                                                                                                                     Men in Camp Will Have McCormack Lauder, Causo as Their Permanent Guests Every Night.

Jazz bands, Caruso, Harry Lauder, John McCormack and any number of other stars-a whole firmament of them-are coming to Yaphank, since it is rather hard for Yaphank to go to them.

Not in the flesh are they coming, but in a guise almost as satisfactory. They will be the guests of honor in every barracks of the camp, where they've been given an invitation. For every pine home in Upton that wants one is to have a graphophone with a set of records.

The Generosity of John H. Burton of New York makes this possible, and already the first shipment of fifty machines has been received. More will follow. A set of six records is given with each machine, and a phonograph record expert is picking the selections which are most acceptable.

A different variety is compassed in each set, the understanding being that the records can be exchanged, one company with another.

Mr. Burton has had the co-operation of the Y.M.C.A. of Upton in manipulating his benefaction, which will make thousands of local National Army men his friends. Assisting in the placement of machines and the details of the splendid bit of cheer bringing has been Capt. Charles L. Appleton of the 152d Deport Brigade.

Any one who has stood amazed at the solid comfort and entertainment which has been ground out by the Y.M.C.A. phonographs will stand aghast at the task of computing the enjoyment in store for barracks occupants through the real kindness of Mr. Burton.

JOHN DOE GETS MORE MAIL THAN ANY ONE ELSE IN CAMP                                                                                                                 Other Celebrities, Such as General Rumor, John W. Detail, &c., Not in it with Him When Letters Are Passed Out.

Camp Upton has probably more celebrities of fourteen-karat, first water variety than any other community of like size in this broad country of ours.

It is impossible to walk a dozen paces in any direction whatsoever without bumping into somebody or other very out of the ordinary.  

Cabaret singers and dancers, opera stars, pugilists, burglars, bank cashiers, lawyers, newspapermen, prominent plumbers, well known policemen and firemen, celebrated chiropodists and baseball twirlers. Here they are, rubbing elbows with obscurities in a manner which classifies all of Upton's celebrities as salubrities also.

And not only are there many here which have been celebrated, but the camp has a big batch of local well knowns all its own. They are legion.

General Rumor is one of the most prominent with General Orders close on his heels.

John W. Detail is rapidly getting into the forefront also, with Mr. As you-were making him hustle for the honors.

Recently though, a local character has been discovered which shades all the aforementioned ones. He bids fair to crowd all competitors out of the running in this Camp Celebrity Competition.

He is John Doe-no middle initial. Notices posted in barracks have recognized Johns prominence and in-numerable privates have eagerly seconded their superior officer's declaration. A commendable desire on the part of rookies to carry out to the last letter all military orders has prompted them. On barracks bulletin boards has appeared John Doe's Magna Charta, somewhat after this form: "Have mail addressed to John Doe, Company C, 306th Infantry, Camp Upton, New York."

In consequence John's mail has been exceedingly heavy during the past few days.


Capt. Green's company of the 305th deserves honorable mention for their industry in making the appearance of their barracks on of the be in camp. These boys from Lock Haven, Pa., are a long way from their beloved home in the mountains, but they are as happy as any New Yorkers in camp and their slogan is "Over There!"

YAPS AND YANKS                                                                                                                                                                                                    "Stumping To-Night, Stumping To-Night, Stumping on the Old Camp Ground."

So doth the enlisted man at Upton vary the classic words of "Tenting on the Old Camp Ground," while he rubs tenderly his latest blister where the harsh pull of a pick axe had ruffled up a soft skin, unused for years to anything but the pressure of a pen or a typewriter. "Watch your stump" has become a variation for "Watch your step."

                                                                                                              The Prize excuse for a leave of absence has been dug up. A member of the 306th wanted to be given a pass so he could go home and do his Christmas shopping early. Next will come the fellow who wished to run home so that he could turn out the gas in the kitchen stove.

Many a rookie is complaining bitterly because the Post Exchanges don't issue trading stamps. The idea is that a post has something to do with stamps, and isn't an exchange a trade?


To handle the city-bound crowd of Upton men off on leave for the Wednesday half-holiday a schedule of trains has been prepared, supplementing the one governing the weekend crowd which was published recently in Trench and Camp. Fifteen per cent of a command in any regiment or independent unit will be entitled to passes. Sixteen and one third per cent of the fifteen per cent will leave on each of the six trains. The regulations governing the handling of the boys on leave are practically the same as those appearing in the aforementioned edition of this jubilant journal. Here is the said schedule:

Wednesday Special Trains From Camp Upton to New York and Brooklyn.                                                                                          Leave camp Upton 12:10 P.M., 12:30, 12:45, 1, 1:15, 5:30                                                                                                                        From New York(Pennsylvania Station) and Brooklyn(Flatbush Avenue) at 10 P.M, 10:30, 11, 11:15, 11:30, 11:45


Since the new order limiting the number of passes granted in each company for the weekend went into effect the captains have had a hard time trying to sort out the really deserving sheep from the undeserving goats.

It is surprising to learn the number of heart-breaking reasons why passes should be granted to nearly every member of his company, a certain captain was approached by the recruit who said: "Sir I want to go home in the worst possible way." "Why do you want to go home?" inquired the Captain.                                                                                                                    "Well, I want to go, the worst way," repeated the recruit. "All right take the Long Island." Laughed the captain, as he agreed to grant the pass.

EX-PRESIDENT TAFT SAYS AMERICA MUST WIN THIS WAR TO INSURE PEACE HEREAFTER                                                       "Suppression of the Power of the Hohenzollern Dynasty That is Responsible for the Present Crime Against Civilization" Imperative, Former Executive Declares

No Statement of America's war purpose is complete without reference to the proposed international agreement by which President Wilson and the foremost statesmen of our European allies hope to keep the world safe, after our armies and navies have rescued it from the peril of German autocracy ad military greed. This, un essence, is the object of the League to Enforce Peace, an organization which is urging a vigorous prosecution of the war as the first and most necessary step toward the realization of its aims. The following explanation of the purposes of the League to Enforce Peace was written for "Trench and Camp" by its President William Howard Taft formerly President of the United States.

The League to Enforce Peace is a plan for making the peace which follows this are a permanent peace. The plan looks to an international agreement of all nations, by which they shall enforce peaceable procedure before a court, or commission of conciliation, of a hearing, the submission of evidence, argument and a decision, either in the form of a judgment or a recommendation of compromise. If any nation begins war before this procedure has been completed, all the other nations agree to resist the war thus prematurely begun, in violation of the plighted faith of a member of the League.

The League does not look to the enforcement of the judgment or of the recommendation of compromise, but it counts on the delay and deliberation in such a peaceable procedure, taking at least eighteen months, to bring the parties to the quarrel to their senses, to bring the issues fairly before the world, and to afford an opportunity for a settlement other than by arms. The projectors of the League believe that in most cases war can thus be avoided.

We are now in a League to Enforce Peace. We are using the united forces of the democracies of the world to strike down irresponsible military autocracy. If that is allowed, no peace made after this war will be permanent. It will last as long as it is to the interest of the military dynasties to have it last, and them to strike for further conquest, peace will cease and war will begin again.

An indispensable condition, therefore, of a successful and useful League to Enforce Peace, after this war is over, must be the winning of the present war and the suppression of th power of Hohenzollern dynasty that is responsible for the present crime against civilization.

The fist purpose of those who wish to promote the League to Enforce Peace must be to win the war. That the Allies, with the aid of America, are going to do, no matter what it costs.

UPTON HAS OLDEST INHABITANT-QUITE A NUMBER, IN FACT                                                                                                  "Yeh, I Remember When There Was Nuthin' but Woods, Just Woods," Says One of Them.

The town that can't trot out at least one oldest inhabitant is a terribly jaded burg and is badly crippled. Its chances to succeed are slimmer than the Kaiser's against the National Army.

Camp Upton is no such place. it has none of the handicap which grows from a lack of oldest inhabs. There are several here. And they are some old! Six months makes an oldest inhabitant. Six days can qualify a National Army man for the dignity. He feels like one as soon as another batch of recruits breezes in.

But take this oldest inhabitant feller-the bona fide kind, wit his memory harking back to antedeluvian days, before Upton was. He lacks the beard length and the sitting capacity of the conventional garden variety breed that infests country stories, but in most points he qualifies easily. A further point of difference with the stereotyped brand is that Camp Upton’s oldest inhabitant works for a living. But he's a 32 caliber bore just the same. Here's his line:                                             

"Yeh, I was one of the first, if not THE first, man here. Believe me, some difference from wat she is now. You oughta have seen 'er (quaint, poetic symbol for the camp) when I first did. No Broadway nor nuthin." "Yeh, I came out with the first gang of office men. Slept in tents in them days. None of your fancy barracks livin then. Them was the good old days! We started to live down by the railroad, yeh, in tents. Been here for nearly six months now, Nuthin' here when we first came, Nuthin' but woods, all woods. There was woods right here where we're standin'-right here on this macadamized road."                                                                                                                                        "Some different then! Yeh, we lived in tents, no barracks up then. After a while we moved-up into E-first barracks in camp. Yeh, we went through the mosquito days. Had to sleep under netting. Some life in them days. None o' your easy livin' then. Wasn't nuthin' here-only woods-just woods. Some different!"

Solider Says National Army Has Done Wonders for Him, and He Can Lick Dozen Germans With One Hand

Much has been written on the miracles of land reclamation which have been accomplished in building this barrack city on what was for scores of years a Long Island wilderness, a feat which makes the desert bloom and blossom as the rose. It is indeed a marvelous achievement, raising up walls where there were none, any laying down smooth roads where the underbrush always grew so thickly that a rabbit had to be an expert contortionist to travel without detouring. it is not to be discounted.

But there are other works of reclamation going on in Camp Upton, miracles of human regeneration which shade even in the windrous accomplishments of engineering. One of these has come to the writer's notice, and has been thoroughly be paralleled by many others, and added unto in lesser degree by kindred instances.

When Uncle Sam's great universal enlistment net was spread over New York City, as it was everywhere in the country, it included a certain fellow, twenty-nine years of age, living in the Rivington Street neighborhood. For nine years he had been in exile from his own home because of dissolute habits, and during that period never saw his own mother, although living within a few blocks of her.

His naturally powerful physique had been undermined by heavy drinking, but he was able to pass the army medical examination and came here with the first increment. He is already a new man.

In a conversation with the writer he said: "Until I came here, for years I never knew what a breakfast tasted like. it was always "four fingers" the first thing in the morning, and the little food I ate was all pickled in booze. I've cut that stuff entirely. Sunday I was home and saw my mother for the first time in years. She was tickled to death. And I came back sober; and, believe me I'm going to stay sober. I never had any ambition before, but now I feel as if I could lick a dozen Germans with one hand."                                                                                                   

"After a big breakfast of steak and potatoes and oatmeal and coffee, that drill in the open air fixes me right. I'm getting hard as nails, sleep like a baby, and, gee, it’s tough to get up, but I enjoy it once I'm awake."                                                                                          

"You can say for me, boy, that if it wasn't for the National Army New York would still have a useless bum lying around like rubbish. Yes, Sir, I'm a different man entirely."  


Picking Eleven Warriors from 27,000 men for Upton Grid team Task on Shoulders of Ex Princeton Star

Bomeisler and Storer, Who Opposed Each Other in Blue and Crimson, May Be "Bunkies" Here at End and Tackle-Many Other Once-College Luminaries in Squad.

Selecting a football team from 27,000 men is a task that doesn't fall to the lot of a coach every day in the year. In fact, it is doubtful whether as large a number of whole males have ever composed a group from which eleven individuals were to be chosen as battlers.

The Greeks had some customs along this line which are somewhat hazy in the mind of the writer-picking out athletes from cities and all that sort of thing: Then; of course, there's the well known case of David being drawn as champion of his pals in the 77th Israelitish Fusiliers.  But that happened before the pigskin was used for sport purposes and should be ruled out of the present comparison with the task of getting Camp Upton's star gridders sorted from their mates.

No college in the world has the enrollment that is the raw material from which Yaphank's aggregation is to be drawn. That statement is made confidently, although there are several precincts in Burma and German East Africa. "that was" yet to be heard from. And the job of picking the camp team is on the shoulders of one man. They are broad shoulders, it is true, and have proven more than worldly wise when football arguments have been in progress.  Frank Glick, civilian aide to Gen. Bell, in charge of Upton's athletic activities for the Fosdick Commission, is their possessor.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

 Shone Brightly at Princeton

Already, during the short history of the cantonment's athletics, Glick has won a place of high regard among officers and men because of the qualifications which marks him pre-eminently for this position. His football wisdom, generalship and field abilities are a household word where football is known well enough to distinguish between goal posts and five yard line. in 1915 he captained the Princeton team and was a factor in bringing to pass a change in coaching there which introduced "Speedy" Rush to the Tiger institution as football instructor.

Glick's knowledge of coaching and instruction in the sciences of the game is broad and is backed by playing abilities of a rare order. Recall, if you wish, that statement substantiated, the Princeton-Yale game in 1914, when he was put in the quarter for the last seven minutes of the play. He was suffering from an injury and was kept on the bench during the first three-quarters of play. With the score standing 19 to 0 in favor of the New Haven outfit, Glick was rushed in, scored a touchdown and bore a share of responsibility for another one-two i the last seven minutes of play. His work in this game was sufficient data on which to base the shift made next year, taking him from half and placing him at the Princeton team's helm as quarterback.

 All American Stars Here

Football devotees here are looking forward to an exhibition from his team which will demonstrate the method used in accomplishing the foregoing feat. Especially is the game Nov. 24 at the Polo Grounds with the Camp Devens eleven (Ayer, Mass.) anticipated.

In whipping a team into shape Glick is confronted by a number of handicaps. One of these is the limited time for practice. Most of the candidates have their time pretty well taken up with drill, which keeps them falling out and back in again until 5 o'clock. Football practice is at 4:30.

The first call for candidates brought out eighty-five, but this squad has been pared down by Coach Glick until there are now about two full teams at work. Some of the men bear names whose lustre has been bright, many college stars being on the list of promising eligibles. Bob Storer, former Harvard captain, will be available for tackle, while another All-American man who wore Yale Blue opposite Storer may be his "bunkie" at end. Doug Bomeisler is the man, Yale, '14.

Lieut. Hayes, Colgate, is another wing man who may develop into fitting running mate for Bomeisler. Lieut. Colbath, Bowdoin, looks powerful for a backfield place, while among those who will push him for his position are Private M.M. Hershman, Rutgers; Private MacDonald, a Brooklyn school star; Private Wilson, Washington State University, an accomplished punter; Private Myers, an adept in forward passing, and Private H.H. Harris, former New York schoolboy Luminary.

Lieuts. Stone and F.A. Slocum, Wesleyan, both look good for this quarter position, while Lieut. Woodring, Vanderbilt University is another likely end. An All-Southern guard Lieut. Ross, is expected to help solve the principal problem confronting Coach Glick- the matter of developing a strong line.

Plenty of available material, it is hoped, will be dug from the trenches here and inserted in moleskins before the contest which will prove the advantages of Long Island over Massachusetts as a training ground for real football soldiers.


DIVISIONAL "RETREAT" AN INSPIRING SIGHT                                                                                                  

Single Ceremony for Entire 77th Impressive-Two Bands Play Down the Colors Each Evening.

Divisional "Retreat" is now a daily ceremony at Camp Upton, and the turning out of all the commands in the Seventy-Seventh, each man standing at attention. Is an inspiring and impressive sight.

Gen. Bell witnessed the first divisional "retreat" at the close of the day Thursday and was much gratified with it. He prefers a single "Retreat" ceremony to regimental or brigade "retreats" in various parts of the camp.

The numerous bands here will alternate in playing down the colors which fly high from a seventy-five foot staff on Headquarters Hill. The combined bands of the 307th and 308th Infantry regiments officiated at the initial ceremony. Friday evening the band of the 304th and 305th Field Artillery regiments played, while on Saturday the 306th Field Artillery and 203d Engineers' bands furnished the music. These six bands will rotate until other musical organizations are proficient enough to officiate.

The soldiers in the making were greatly impressed when the thousands of men composing the brigade, together with the 152d Depot Brigade stood silently in front of their barracks as the strains of "The Start Spangled Banner" were wafted over the entire camp. The elevation of Headquarters HIll is such as to cause the music the bandsmen to be heard in all quarters of Camp Upton. It was the first divisional "retreat" ever witnessed by any of the civilian soldiers and was also new to a great many of the experienced officers here.


Boxing continues to rule the favorite over all other branches of sport at Upton. All the soldiers are proud of their "knuckle dusting" abilities, and are being given ample opportunity to exchange wallops with opponents.

Several star bouts were staged at the opening of the new Y.M.C.A. building at Fifth Avenue and 14th Street. M.C. Griffith and J.F. Eschman participated in a scientific demonstration of the manly art, which was followed by several speedy rounds om which Lou Alpen and "Battling" Lahen faced each other. Bob Rush and Johnny Willis mixed it for an interesting spell, and then Joe Braff and George Lampe held the attention of the crowd.

The Boxing feature closed with a rattling good hammer-and-tongs affair between Johnson and May of Battery E, 305th Field Artillery.

Sergt. Crouch of Battery B, 306th Field Artillery, made an able referee.

The bouts were in charge of of Jimmy Clark, the veteran Xaviar athlete, a long distance runner from New York and holder of the twenty-mile record for outdoors and indoors. Clark has charge of the athletic work in the M. Building and is making mighty, mighty good on his job.

A number of good, fast bouts also have been pulled off in the R. Building. Friday night the pugilists included Young Fulton, "Battling" Lahen, Gene Guiloy, Takoma Kid, Red Ketchel and Young Getty. Earlier in the week Al Kaufman and Young Getty participated in a match which featured the evenings entertainment and had the soldiers wild with excitement.


Company D of the 307th Infantry is looking for revenge, having been nosed out by Company B of the same regiment in a 14-to-13 baseball game. It was a hard battle from start to finish, and when "Laughing Larry" Lavitsky, moundman for Company B, weakened in the eighth and allowed the D boys to pull tallies over the dish, it looked like his cake was all dough. He came back strong in the ninth, however, and held the game safe. Keller twirled excellent ball for the losers, but his support was ragged, particularly in the early innings.


Boxing nights at the Y.M.C.A. hut have become so popular that certain commanding officers have instituted them into their own company programmes. John Gaddi was the star mitt manipulator at the 152d Depot Brigade Sixth Company's milt on Wednesday last, showing marked superiority over his much heavier opponent. The Sixth Company held a very successful track meet Saturday in which 50 per cent of the men participated.      


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