May 20, 1918



Ten Thousand Men Aid-Agriculture Is One Ultimate Objective.

 Never in all the history of stump warfare has such a mass attack on the enemy been forwarded as during the past week. Ten thousand men have gone over in wave formation, in files, squads, and companies, aided by tractors, mules, horses, picks, axes, shovels and Sergeants. There is an unprecedented advance on every front. Where once grew naught but the tangled, gnarled, unsightly-now is the broad plain, level as the barrack table top after the mess. The movement of men followed a conference on the stump in all its branches-and roots-between Major Gen. Bell and the camp officers, with war to the death as the watchword. Or rather, war of life, as the extermination of stumps means the planting of seed-growth, beauty, life.

Gangs swarmed every area in camp where has grown the stump, and after they had passed through the country looked like a virgin baseball diamond, level and smooth. One of the greatest transformations has taken place around Headquarters Hill and across the street to the Hostess House. That section is ready for the tiler and sower. The combined energies of hundreds is responsible. It is fairly easy to understand the pyramids after seeing what can be accomplished by unlimited gangs of soldier labor. In many cases the stump succumbed simply because it was out numbered, outweighed and altogether outpointed. Great bonfires have sent incense upward to Ceres, or whoever the god or goddess is in charge of agriculture.

That is to be the next step-planting. The prospective Upton crop is variously rumored from old fashioned flowers to potatoes. The sure thing is that something is going to be made grew. And of all garden spots, this will be the fairest, vegetable or flower.



 As noteworthy a musical event as the camp;s full season has known was that of Friday evening, when Maud Powell, world famed woman violinist, appeared  at the Y.M.C.A. Auditorium. Lieut. J.E. Schuyler, entertainment officer of the Depot Brigade, representing the 6th Battalion, assisted Ralph W. Walker, Y.M.C.A. Auditorium manager, in conducting the concert. Artistically, it is everything desirable, as Miss Powell's marvelous technique and tonal accomplishments surpass comment.



 Several thousand men laughed, whistled and stamped their approval of recent entertainment in the Y.M.C.A. Auditorium provided by the Gamut Club Unit of the Stage Women's War Relief of New York. Miss Edna West arranged the programme, and each artist volunteered for the performance. The party motored from the city. Among those who appeared were: Jefferson De Angelis, comedian, in songs and stories; Colton White, monologist; Miss Elene Foster in original monologues; Miss Alma Claybur, soprano; Miss Percy Haswell with company in an orginal darkey duo; Miss Edith Mason, dancer, recently a dancing partner of Donald Brian, and Miss Muriel Pollock, pianiste from the Witmark Publishing Company.



 There have been shows- with all capital letters, all small letters-shows and other shows, in camp since it first began turning out jazzing bayonetters. But not within the history of the oldest inhabitant has such an array been secured by any one or any organization in camp as that which trod the Liberty boards Sunday night.

Private Irving Berlin, the solider -song writer and new camp impresario, was responsible for bringing the matchless feast to camp. Among  those on the bill were Fred Stone, Al Jolson, Will Rogers, Joe Santley, George M. Cohan, the Six Brown Brothers, the Dolly Sisters, Caryll McCormes and a host of others. The bill rivaled the one put up by the Mayors committee last winter, and in some ways passed it at the post. A review of the show will appear in next weeks Trench and Camp.


250 Officers to be Leave for Fourth School at Camp Custer.

Many Among Them Who Came in Recent Drafts-Some Notables

 With the infantry drill regulations and other works of note packed away in their old bags, 250 youths have left for a point west, where during the next three months they will labor from sun to sun and way beyond learning to be officers. They were the successful applicants from Upton for the Training School for Officers, fourth series. Camp Custer, Michigan is their destination, and by the time this issue of Trench and Camp is warm from the printers' hands they will no doubt be quartered and started on their career as embryo Loots.

Practically all of them were from the Depot Brigade, with a number from cantonment headquarters. Among them were men who had come down in recent draft increments and were only two week rookies, so their rise is rapid. John F Sinnott, former Secretary to the Mayor New York was one of these. Mayor Hylan visited Private John the night before heleft and wished him luck. Other notables in the school from here are Floyd C. Harwood, former confidential clerk in the Cantonment Intelligence Office and one time instructor in Latin in the Yale Preparatory School; Charles Barrett Browne, New York newspaperman and musical writer on Musical America; Cornelius Savage, son of the head of the Savage School of Physical Training in New York, and William S. Hart, late Top in the Eleventh Company, Depot Brigade. The fighting 11th sent fifteen men, probably the largest number from any company. The average per outfit was six men. On page eight will be found the list of the successfuls.



Gen. Bell Fires Gun at Demonstration-Instruction School Begun.

 The first speedy, crackling fore of the new Browning machine rifle was heard on the range last week, and every day since a school of officers has been learning to handle the piece so they can impart its usage to non-coms and privates. Gen. Bell was present at the first demonstration and fired a magazine of twenty shots. The pints of the weapon were explained by Lieut. J. McK. Palmer, ordnance expert from the Springfield Arsenal, who recently demonstrated it to a party of Congressmen in Washington.

This newest invention in automatic rifles has a weight of only fifteen pounds, and is so constructed that even when the twenty rounds of a full magazine are fired in two seconds there is little recall. It can be fired from the shoulder, from the hip and from the hands without a rest, either slow fire or automatic. The slow fire is 200 shots a minute and the automatic, secured by a steady trigger pressure, is 600 bullets per minute. One of the guns greatest advantages is that it can be discharged from the hip by a man while advancing, where as it is almost impossible to get a fire from the regulation army rifle on the advance , as it must be fired from the shoulder, and the manipulation of the bolt is a deterrent. With the new Browning automatic, when infantry troops are making an advance, men armed with it can fire several shots from the hip position at each second step. The support thereby given infantry is regarded as large with possibility. How many men in each infantry company will be equipped with these automatics is undecided, but it is the opinion of many experts that eventually every man in the army will carry this gun. One of its advantages is a flash hider, a device on the end of the barrel which does away with the white flash visible to the enemy at a great distance. The gun uses regulation rifle ammunition.

The new Browning machine guns have also arrived at Upton and a school will be started in their usage as soon as an instructor is appointed.



 Mos everyday is Mother's Day in camp, judging by letters sent out, but a special day was given over recently to honoring her. Scores of mothers visited, with home cooked food. The Knights of Columbus gave out 800 carnations to honor Mother.

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Soldier fire fighting helped materially in bringing the forest fires under subjection. Several new ones broke out last week, none of them as serious as those recently encountered by the Boys in Blue Denim.

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Thousands of new drafted men will begin coming in on May 25, this week.

                                          *                    *                       Among the Upstanding Outfits that have been recently created from raw recruits in the 6th Battalion, blessed with some live, enthusiastic officers., who have been aiming at "The Best Battalion." Capt. Dreyfuss, Lieut. J.E. Schuyler, entertainment officer, also supply officer; Lieut. Stevens, Adjutant, and others, are helping shape this ambition.

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First blood has been drawn from Upton's soldiers by the Enemy Mosquito. The battle from now on ill be the death, with no "Kamerad" stuff, and absolutely no quarter.

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" If you want to have enough in the trenches, save here." is the food conservation slogan followed through by the Camp Reclamation Officer. Some thing further about this interesting camp institution, where old shoes are made new and seedy garments smart will appear in a subsequent issue of Trench and Camp.

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Charles Beury, special investigator of conditions in Armenia and the Caucasus, was a recent lecturer in the Y.M.C.A. educational series. His subject was "Russia Before the Revolution." Dr. S.F. McClennon, Y.M.C. Director of Educational Work, has also been lecturing on "The Submarine." Harry C. Ostrander, world traveller, has lectured recently.



 Seven days to practice, one dress rehearsal and two of the most popular, most appreciated shows ever produced in camp. That is the history of the first Depot Brigade Minstrel. Private Walter J. Donaldson, the popular melody writer of "Back Home in Tennessee" and "Sweetest Girl in Maryland" fame, was the director, and it was owing to his untiring efforts and continued hard work that the boys backed up the show and produced it with such success. Lieut. McCready was the interlocutor and Privates Riley and Clark raised several good laughs with their gags, as did Privates Fineberg, Tandy, Levey and Pope, and Sergt. Geiger, the other end men, who also sang numbers. Privates Kennedy and Snyder of the 11th Company were exceptionally good in their imitation of two old time song and dance artists, and Sergt. Peters put over his Kipling and service selections in a way that envoked applause. he hit of the entertainment was the Rookie Quartet in their classical number, written and composed by Donaldson, "Dum-Dee-Diddle-Dee-Dum-Dum, Kaiser Bill's a Bum." The quartet is coposed of Clark, Riley, Ness and Snyder.

The show was produced first at the Depot Brigade Y.M.C.A. on Friday night, where it went over big, but on the following evening at the Base Hospital it went over with a bigger bang than ever, possibly on account of the fact that the boys had more confidence than on the occasion of their first appearance.




Every evening sees a good programme at the regimental theatre, corner of Fifth Avenue and Eighth Street. One feature reel of movies is always shown and two other pictures, comedies.


Broadway Cabaret Has Naught on C. &B. Mess

Dan Caslar's Orchestra Purveys Light Strains with De Luxe Food.


The mess of the Cooks and Bakers' School on Upton Boulevard gave their diners a very pleasant and unexpected surprise recently by arranging for the Liberty Theatre Orchestra, led by Sergt. Dan Caslar , the Camp Upton popular musician, to play Liberty melodies while the supper was being served.

It was a great sight, the music thrilled with such entrancing melodies that the waiters danced around the tables. Dance a La Luxe as well as waiters a La Carte.

The C. and B. School is doing its bit by catering to the Liberty players, serving their suppers during their stay in camp, and since Wednesday night was the closing night of the "When Dreams Come True" show, the players were taken by surprise to find farewell reception had been tendered them. The C. and B. School expects to entertain quite frequently in the future and promises the members of their detachment a number of entertainments such as one would find on Broadway.

 Pressed upon by some of these facts, Sergt. Gross has written a Poem. It is after the free verse manner, as follows

Feed, feed, feed

Is all we think about.

We feed the Liberty Players

And make them



We roast and cook and fry

And bake, and take the cheese

For making cake.

The C. and B. School, you

Must have wondered how,

Is busily planning to put out

the Chow.

And the rep in the camp

That this school has received

Is wonderful,


Its hard to conceive;

Roast Chicken, roast pork,

Apple pie and Ice cream-

Strawberry shortcake-


And all nice and clean

The cooks spic and span

Each whitely dressed

It also might be said

That these cooks every day

Stay on the job

Till finished

The leader

A fat little


Is none other than

Sergt. Tom Dennis.




John Hollandsworth and Pat the Pensioner, Now Have Sealed Death Pact.

 There's only one living being on the reservation, as far as could be figured by Trench and Camp's statistical bureau, that does no work of any variety-paper or perspiring. The being is Pat, the pensioner mule of the Remount Station, the private ward of John W. Hollandsworth, packmaster. This Person Pat and Mr. Hollandsworth have had their several destinies strangely interwoven during the last quarter century. When he was packing mule at the Battle of Santiago, Pat than about four years old; was one of his animals. They both came through the fracas with their lives and five years or so later, in Tampa Fla., they met again. A welcome, a chat, and they parted again, forever, as Hollandsworth thought. But the guiding Providence of men and mules ruled otherwise. When the West Point authorities called an instructor in mule packing, they called, naturally the best available. He was John Hollandsworth. And lo, when the new instructor went to the mule corral to sarvey his west Point charges there was Pat, with his head poked over the top rail, giving his old pal and battle comrade a welcome.

Mr. Hollandsworth brought the mule here, when he was assigned to the pack train of the 302d Auxiliary Remount Depot, and has made him a pensioner. Pat toils not, neither does he spin. And yet he is the boss of the pack mule corral. No other mule of all the seventy or more are like unto him when it comes to dignity and prestige. Pat and Mr. Hollandsworth are now united in a death pact. When the latter goes overseas, if Pat can't go because of his age-he dies.


Aviators Make First Landing Within Camp.

 Hundreds of Upton recruits at sick call one morning last week were on the point of reporting Zeppelin neck to the doctors. The feeling was much like a giraffe with tonsillitis and came from watching an aeroplane which glided and dipped in the blue above camp one afternoon. Landing was made within camp and the curious, including those who have dreamed of a transfer to the aviation, flocked to inspect. It was the first machine to make Camp Upton a regular stop.

From the Mineola field the birdmen flew to a point on the Sound and thence here. They made an average of seventy miles an hour, at an elevation of 4,000 feet. A number of rooks tried to persuade them to make regular trips in competition with the L.I.R.R. Lieut. Frank H. Bentley was pilot of one machine. Lieut. N.D. McParland of the Engineering Department was observer. The Curtis biplane was the type of machine. Respects were paid Major Gen. Bell, who complimented the aviators on their flight.


Telegraph Office Another Reason for Word "Largest"

Began in Early Days With One Employee-Now Has Twenty-Nine.

 Back in those primeval camp days when the railroad ingress was at the lower station and the stump and mosquito reigned in undisputed sway, was an institution which has played a large part in the development of the camp and has itself grown wonderfully with the cantonment. It is the Western Union Telegraph Company which started its career in a little shack at the lower station and recently went into more commodious quarters in the Signal Building. Third Avenue and Tenth Street. So many changes were experienced, growth every bit, that the old building across the street was about as able to accommodate the business as a solitary prune is to satisfy a rookies appetite.

There is no branch of the Western Union in any city handling as large a volume of business as the Camp Upton office. It is only one of the institutions in camp which makes the use of the word "largest" as common as dust in a wind storm. The money order business now runs from $4,000 to $7,000 a day, and the telegram service $1,500 to $4,000. Hundreds of messages are delivered daily. Deliveries in camp are made by motor cycle to the regimental headquarters, and the messenger stops at the various welfare buildings. Arrangements for acceptance of telegrams are in effect with eight branches of the Y.M.C.A., two Y.W.C.A.'s, two K. of C. buildings, the Jewish Welfare and the Red Cross. A similar arrangement prevails with the Red Cross at the Base Hospital.

One manager made up the personnel when the office was first started. There are now twenty-nine employees-a manager, a cashier, four accountants, one chief operator, ten telegraph operators, three delivery clerks, four recruiting clerks, two service clerks and three messengers. The list: J. Lippman, W.H. Sembler, B. Weissbein, S. Brandes, H. Beckman, W.L. Brooks, I. Sonnenfeld, J.J. Shapiro, C.H. Tuttle, S. Weisglass, W. Burrell, L. Ostrowsky, W. McClellan, H. Murray, H. Fradkin, W. Karsch, A. McDonald, T. Morris, S. Rosenbloom, I. Schwartz, C. Moe, H. Bessner, W. Corrao, B. Dashefsky, P. Diard, J. Finkelstein, C.H. Larson, G. McCallum, C. Schltz.



 A successful boxing tournament was pulled off recently in the Y Hut at Second Avenue and 14th Street, the contestants being Jack Duncan, 34th Company, vs Frank Gerande, 36th Company; Butcher Boy, 28th Company, vs. Stonewall Jackson, 28th Company Fuca. 35th Company vs. Gertner, 36th Company; A. Schectman, 28th Company, vs. M. Stern, 28th 



The Story of Love and Planked Steak for Two Others.

 Private Walter Donaldson, 5th Company, known to his intimates as "Dixie" was telling his adventures on first pass, after two weeks' rookiedom.

"There was nobody home when I arrived," he said, "so I went down to Coney Island and breezed into Henderson's and ordered a planked steak for four."

"Why speak so lightly of love?" interrupted Fatty Clark. " I really hate to think what I could do to a planked steak for two."

Just then the bugle sounded "Come and get it."

We wish "Good Luck and many of 'em" to First Sergt. Robert E. Lee. One of the best, who hails from Great Falls, Mont., and Mrs. Robert E (ness Miss Margaret Morrell) of Quincy Adams, Mass., who were "joined together in the bonds of holy matrimony" at that place on Friday last, the 17th inst., in the Catholic Church. Sergt. Schwenk, his side-kick, observed that the guy who made that crack about "bonds"  said a mouthful. Sergt. Lee looked like a Colonel in his tailor made suit and leather putters, and he remarked that he had only known the lady for seven years, blaming the war for his haste.

The 5th Co. is getting ahead of the world again. Not content with putting over a minstrel show which was a winner, they beat the rest of the camp by clearing their area of stumps in record time an before any other company had cleared theirs. As a reward the boys were entertained to a big supper-clam chowder, chicken, mashed potatoes, asparagus, cake, pie, strawberries, ice-cream and iced tea, cigars and cigarettes. Capt. Burdell expressed appreciation in a way the fellows like.

First Lt. Randell of the 3d Co. has a hard time trying to explain the shiner which illuminates the left side of his face. He was hit by a baseball, when he ran into the corner of an open door, and a book fell off the shelf and hit him, &c.

The 4th Co. claims the record of men from one company accepted for th officers' school. O'Hara is now "top" since Moran went with the other aspiring "shavetails."

About 300 men who attended the Mothers' Day servie at the Depot Brigade hut were presented with carnations by Chaplain Carson. "Doc" spoke, as usual, with good effect, shooting 'em straight over th plate. This was his farewell talk, and many of the boys expressed their regret at his coming departure from the brigade.



 Private James C. Layton ("Oatmeal") of Company C, 367th Infantry, is awaiting trail for the murder of Mrs. Rose Harrity and Private David Maloney on the edge of camp recently. A statement said to be signed by Layton, reads:

" While on guard duty I saw Private Maloney and Mrs. Harrity in conversation 100 feet away. Maloney left her and I went off my post and accosted her. She screamed and Maloney rushed back. Maloney placed his hand on his revolver. I thought he was going to shoot and I shot in self-defense. I fired two shots into him and then struck him on the head with the butt of my rifle. I then grabbed Mrs. Harrity and she broke from me and ran to where Maloney was stretched out. While she was kneeling over him I shot her to cover up the crime."

" I then ran through the bushes and came out at the extreme end of the camp through another entrance. I marched back again up the road with my rifle on my soldier and made inquiries what was the trouble.  I was then assigned to watch the bodies while searching parties were being organized to run-down the murderer."

Layton's home is in Marion, S.C., where he was drafted into the army on Oct. 17. He was transferred to Camp Upton six weeks ago.



 Among the notables on Manager George Miller's staff at the Liberty Theatre is Private Jesse Weil, once prominent in New York theatrical circles and now using  all of his energies in making the service at the Liberty as good as the best. Private Weil was for some time assigned to the 307th Infantry.



 In athletic affairs the Ninth Battalion of the 152d Depot Brigade is proving its right to a position with the leaders. A track meet and baseball game recentl proved very successful with a large number of participants in the track meet, many of whom are erstwhile stars in various events. Private Ailrect of the 35th Company showed the greatest speed of any contestant, doing the 70-yard cash in close to nothing flat.

The comedy feature of the meet- and it might be spelled "meat"- was the fats man's race, won by Private Sueing of the 33d Company, who weighed in at 220 pounds. He won without difficulty over some other Dressed Beef Prizes. The summary of points:


35th Company....................................................16

32d Company.....................................................11

34th Company....................................................7

In the baseball game the 33d Company had little difficulity in beating the 34th Company, 13 to 5 being the final score. Donovan's pitching for the 33d Company and the fielding of Asschaase, 34th Company, were the features.



 While Brother Ben is playing the Pacific Coast stops before capacity houses these days for the benefit of soldiers entertainment funds. Charley Leonard is helping out his camp kinsman and Uncle Sam's soldiers with one blow. It is some blow too as Charley was a former amateur champion. Which is in the way of saying that Charley Leonard is helping to instruct in boxing at Upton while Benny is making an exhibition boxing tour.



 The immense Buffalo Auditorium simply wasn't adequate, that's all, the other night to contain the ocean of delight which welled up on the appearance of Bert Williams, the non-plus-ultra colored comedian of "Woodman Spare that Tree" fame. Bert blew in unexpectedly, and his appearance was like a small riot breaking out. The minstrels from the 367th entertained as a further feature. Mr. Lattimore continues to offer high grade movies and vaudeville nightly.



Only a Smell Left of Fatty Arbuckle's Famous Smile-Machine Ruined

 Fatty Arbuckle was badly burned at the Base Hospital last week. At a movie spree which the Y.M.C.A. gave in the Red Cross building the film caught fire, consuming Fatty's pants and in fact his entire suit of clothes. His eyebrows were singed and his smile itself was scorched beyond recognition.

The picture was "The Country Boy," and Fatty was enjoying himself immensley-as was the crowd. A trained operator was putting Fatty through his paces, while Dr. C.S. Beatty, Secretary of the Y.M.C.A., hovered near to see that nobody stoked up a Fatima to near the combustible film. Fatty had just reached the point where he was winning out over the villian with the comic legs when his smile grew so radiant that it became posiively inflammable.

He went out in a blaze of glory. At the same time there was a white hot flash from the machine, and some one with rare presence of mind yelled "Fire!" A young man, who must have known he was a hero, seized the machine, and hurled it through a side door, thereby saving the fire. For the flames, which would have done little damage confined within the apparatus inside the hall, were liberated when the top of the machine came off as it struck the ground, and the fire attacked the film and machine successfully.

As a result the would-be hero firmly declines to hive his name for publication. However it was generally agreed that his heart was in the right place, even if his brains weren't.

Inside the hall the crowd showed a tendency at first to become unmanageable until Sergt. Maxwell Klein suggested to some friends that he be allowed to sing to avert the panic. When word of this spread through the throng they lost all signs of alarm and filed out in orderly manner, realizing there were worse things than fire. Seeing this, Sergt. Kleins friends dissuaded him from singing.

Fatty Arbuckle and his leading lady however, were burned to the ground. After Dr. Beatty and a talented squad of firefighters  had put out the flames with a hand extinguished it was found that the apparatus was ruined beyond repair and the film incinerated, all that was left of Fatty's smile being a hot smell.

But even worse than the loss of the $250 projection machine-which will soon be replaced- is that the fact that now the boys will never know how the film ended. The cause of the fire is ascribed to the ignition of a tightly wound film by Dr. Beatty, who can explain it all perfectly with his fingers.

Last week was a gala one of entertainments at the Base Hospital, for two shows were put on by members of the 152d Depot Brigade, which convinced the last doubter that the boys of the "Teapot" Brigade are versatile at other things besides fatigue work. The first attraction was a programme by the band, which fairly made the eagle scream. The musicians were abetted by several soloists of pronounced ability. Together with the Depot Brigade Quartet, who got going so strong it looked as if the audience would keep on listening to them till reveille.

Two nights later the Depot Brigade Minstrels hove in sight and presented an entertainment that would make the ordinary black face company blush through their burnt cork. For the names of all these distinguished performers consult last week's Trench and Camp.



 Jewish services for quarantined men were held in the Y.M.C.A. Building, 19th Street and Grant Avenue, Mr. J.A. Hyman welcoming the 600 or more men. "We are here in camp to serve everyone, regardless of creed or race." he said. The audience was urged to write home on Jewish Welfare Board stationary, so their parents will know Jewish work is being done here. Chaplains Carson, Eddy, Kerr and Wykoff were present. Chaplain Kerr urged that all Jews be good and true ones, and relize he privilege that is theirs in being of that race. Dr. Blechman, camp rabbi, also spoke.

Regular Jewish services in Church Headquarters , Friday 7-8P.M., and Saturday, 10-11A.M. Base Hospital services in Red Cross Building regularly Friday 5:45-6:30P.M. and Saturday 1-145.



Sod Being Brought, and Elevated Box and Grand Stand Included.

 There are men whose age and responsibilities prevent them from enlisting in Uncle Sam's fighting forces, but who preform a big service nevertheless. One of these is C.H. Ebbets jr., Secretary of the Brooklyn Nationals. Not conten with entertaining the camp a couple of weeks ago, when he brought the Robins out here to play in a dust-storm, he is now working on a plan to turn the Depot Brigade ball field into a real diamond, a la big league, with grass infield, turtle back and grand stand.

In spite of the difficulties, sod has already been secured from Bellport, where Lieut. Blakesley, the brigade athletic officer has been scouting for desirable turf, and a sufficient quantity has already been brought in to make a good start on the job. The infield will be ploughed an about fifty loads of good soil carried in to give the pitchers box the right elevation. Mr. Ebbets jr. has already made four visits to camp, and when that fact that he is laboring under the same difficulties that most baseball managers are suffering from at the present time-loss of players, inability to fill clerical vacancies occasioned by the draft, and fluctuating gates in the big league games, &c.-is taken into consideration it will be seen that Mr. Ebbet jr. is making a big sacrifice to help Camp Upton. Mr. Ebbets jr. is nothing if not an optimist, and he smiles in the way a man who knows his business thoroughly as he discusses the difficulties ahead.

He has his own opinion of baseball players too, who take advantage of the vacancies in the munition plants to evade the draft, and discusses in no uncertain way these athletes who display a "yellow streak a mile wide" and go into hiding behind a job in a munition plant. He also emphasis upon the fact that the contracts of a big ball team for clean living on the plart of the players above all other things. "The rummies don't stay long in the game now." he remarked. While in the next breath he extolled the players who, like Cadore, the star pitcher, until recently at Upton, had accepted their responsibilities in the right spirit and were making good in the soldier game as well as on the ball diamond.



 Life with the Engineers in the old civilian camp southwest of the main camp is becoming smoother and more orderly, since they have the hang of stumps and roads. All these talented gentlemen have become great boosters for Camp Upton. In the ranks are many who have been leaders among trainmen. Their engineering now is of big Pierce Arrow trucks which they guide about with the same unerring skill once shown in manipulating steam engines.

The Y.M.C.A. with the engineers is the popular gathering place, since its long way to the centre of camp, and every evening some attraction is presented by Mr. Corwin, the Secretary in charge. Recently the band of the 367th Infantry played themselves into the affections of the outlying dwellers. The ladies from Brooklyn who offer refreshment and entertainment on Saturday afternoons have also won gratitude from the hard world
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