From Trench and Camp, printed
weekly for the Y.M.C.A. by courtesy of the Charlotte Observer for Camp Greene, Charlotte, N.C., February
4, 1918
Gallant Company H, 58th
Infantry
Corporal Marshall, who has just come back from a five-day
furlough, is all the time talking of what he did while he was at home. Every
morning when he gets up out of his bed he says, “Gee, but I wish that I was
back where I was this time last week.”
Corporal Miller sleeps in the corner of the tent with a
large hole in it right over his head. When it rains Corporal Miller stays up
that night, praying for it to stop raining. He also has a hole in the seat of
his trousers, and he was too lazy to take them off, but got a looking glass and
laid it on his bunk while he looked in it to sew his trousers.
Corporal Hosley has been thinking a lot of getting married
since we have been quarantined, as only the married men are able to go to town
twice a week, and he thinks if he gets married he will be able to go down also.
He is growing a mustache or is trying to. He has the fuzz on his face like that
of a peach.
Private Gilbert Showalter, who would like to be an expert
rifleman but can’t, is doing very well as he is wearing first class private
chevrons.
Jess Willard has not a thing on Fat Willams, as he is some
boy. He weighs about 20 pounds. Fat has charge of the second squad, and if they
do as much fighting over in France as they do here in the company, they will
not need the rest of the company at all.
“H” Company, 39th
Infantry
Private Akermans is one busy man these days with his
officers. Lurdburg is back and Cremmens is also on the job but leg and a half
can’t move very fast.
We are still laughing at the jokes Sunny Jim Melendy pulls.
Some line—that boy.
Ex-Barber Reilly is now assistant cook. Some promotion for
our Irish barber.
G.M. Choan & Co. is getting into whip again. Too bad
that outfit can’t get a crack at Keith’s.
All the boys are beginning to snap into it now. We won out
in baseball and football, and we are going to win out in drill as well.
Mud or no mud we challenge any company in the entire
regiment to any kind of sport, makes no difference what.
We don’t mind the quarantine so much after all. H company
can make themselves comfortable no matter what comes.
Notes of Company L,
58th Infantry
The machine gun battalion boys have left us for their new
camp at Camp One and we hope they will like it. Good luck boys.
Several of our boys are in the base hospital and we hope
that they will be out soon.
Mechanic “Red” Buriel is back with us after an extended
visit to his home in Philadelphia, and he reports that the town is not as
lively as it used to be.
Private Leffhowitz is out again after being sick for some
time and his ever smiling face is welcome.
Ex-Cook Price is doing well as a private in the line.
Private Westfall is acting cook in his place.
Ask Corporal Lowers how he likes Salisbury, N.C.
“F” Company is under guard again. What is the matter with
you fellows? Somebody put the jinx on your trail again?
“H” Company, 15th
Infantry
The fourth squad has attracted the entire company by hanging
out a sign which reads: “washing taken in on Sundays only.”
When it comes to a busy squad see the third. For a pass time
you might ask one member of the outfit how he did when he was discharged.
Tony Kay is somewhat at home these days as he is a constant
man with the pick and shovel brigade.
According to Private Runke he is a very busy man when he
writes Mich Carter. Of course, “Fat” has something to say about this.
Corporal Marshall is suffering from a severe attack of heart
trouble along now. He has just been married.
The lightning squad is expecting the flying Irishman back
from his pass in a few days.
Huskey is also to return this week to that lightning outfit.
Then it should be at war strength.
A few days ago two men standing in ranks were called “Dusty”
and “Weary Willie.” And the joke is the man who was called dusty is an old
timer of six months service.
It is reported that the lightning squad is again on the war
path. Dust and Weary Willie are responsible for this.
There is also a certain sergeant who is on the same war
path. Something seems to have gotten his goat.
H company has traveled all over the world during the last
week. Our famous musician is responsible for this stuff. There is a rumor every
half hour. Very good Eddie.
News From Company “G”,
47th Infantry
Private Earle Henley left for his home in Jonesboro, N.C.,
last week on a seven-day pass. The home folk will surely be glad to see him.
Private Ward Newman blushingly came back from old New York
with nothing but a smile on his face. Corporal Stevenson nearly died of
lonesomeness while he was gone.
It is “on again, off again” with Privates Pursley and
Laplante.
A suggestion for art: Corporal Addoninzio at night, with his
head wrapped up in that spaghetti scarf.
Up to this writing, no one has drowned in the mud, but
another foot or so if it may turn the trick.
Winsome Otto James is the niftiest little company agent in
the army, but simply detests being disturbed at night.
It is reported with much pleasure that Mechanic Edward E.
Johnson is greatly improved, and since the arrival of his wife last Saturday,
has made great strides on the road to recovery.
“Absent from Reveille” draws kitchen police like the bee
draws honey from the honeysuckle.
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