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..XOKP-!^ TTTO riT&T.T^TTF... OFATTER OF A SOIDIER 111 FIRST WAR I am one of the fellows who made the world safe for Democraej^c v'^hat a crazy thing that Tvas „ I fougnt and -I fought and I fought--fcut x ]’^ad tc go anyv/ay, I wiis called in clo.ss A» ^ The next time I want to l>e in class .d he hero vhen they go and be hero wnon tliejo come back. I renenibor when I register ed, I ^vent up to the desk and the imin in charge v/as liiy milkman, rls said, ’n^h&t’s your namoT" I said you know my name. What is your name he b:..rkcd, so I said Augyjst philds. Ho said,'Are you an alien?” I said, "do, I iidGi. fine." Ho-as]:od where I was lorn and, I said Pittsburg,. 'Then he said v/hen. did you first see the light of d.iy?- I said, "Wl'.en wo moved to Philadolrria" He asked how old I was; so ,I told him twenty-three the ferst of So-ptomoor. lie said the first of Septombijr you'll be in Franco and that will be the last of August, The day I went to comp, I, guess they didn't think I v^-ould live long. The first follor; I saw wrote on my ca.rd 'Flying Corps! I-v/ont a little rurthsr and some follow said, ":.Lc, tiio v/ind's blotving in," I said, "Wind'noth ing, the dro.ft's doing in "On the se cond jnorning thioy put uhese clol.hos on mo,, ffho.t an., (lUtfit J , As soon as you are in it you think you ani fight arrune.. They ho.ve two sizos--.too_, small and too large., Tlie rants :.re so ti'dit J, Ce.n'I sit dowT-. The shoes t.ro so big I ti.ri. around three times I'.nd they,don't iriove, And what a rainco.at they ' g/ive It strained the rain. I po.sSed tin oflicer all dressed up with a funny belt and stuff. He .said,"Didn't. you notice my uniform vdicn jtou po.sscd?’' I said yas, whtit L.rc you kicking, ttbout? Look what the y gave mic ! It was nice ‘five below one morning, they called us out for an under';-otir inspootion. YOU t;ilk about scenery-rod flannels, B.V.D'.s and all .kinds. The ■union suit I had on would fit Tony lined us up 1 :. Galento. The Lieutenant and told me to sto.nd up, I said, "I am up. Sir, this underwear just mr-kes you think It.'; s'-tting. dowm, H e .got so mad he put me out digging a ditch. A little ivhile later ho passed me, Man, ho said, "Don*'t throiv the dirt up'here." I st.id, "Where sen I going to put it?" He said "Dig another holy and put it there." Three days later ivo sailed for France. ■ Marching down t'le pier I had more luck. ' I had a Sergeant iTho stuttered and it took him so long to say"Halt" that 27 of us mirched overboard* They pulled us up on the pier, tind the Captain said, "Fall in," I said, "I have been in already. Sir." I was on the boat tivelve days—seasick for ti’^elve days. Nothing going dovm and everything coming up. I leaned over thc; railing all the time. In the- middle of my best leans the Captain rushed up and said, "What company are A-or... in?" ■ I said "I'm all by ’myself" le asked if t)ie Brigadier vr.is up yet, 11 said, "If j. swallov/ed 'aim., he's upi Talk about dumb people--! said to one of the fellown, "I guess we've lest the anchor, " .nid lie replied, I knew wg would. It's been lianging out since vre left New York. Well, Tft. landed in France. We wero imme-diati_ly sent to the trenches. After three rdghts in the trenches the cannons st.artcd to roar and the shells beo;an to pass...I w.-’s shaking with patriotism. I tric'd to hide behind the tme, but till.IV.. weren't enough trees for the officers. The Captain came around and s;iid, "Five o'clock t;c go over the top;" I said,"Capt.iin .1'd like to have a fur lough. . yle said "Haven't you any red blood in you?" . I said, ",Yeo, but I don't 'wint to See it. At five o'clock wo w--.,rt over the top. Our Captain yelled, "Fire fit Will," but I didn't know any of their names, I guess the fellow behind me thought I Y;as Y/ill. He fired his gun and.shot me in the excitement "FVT.J,A.Jackson, of U.3,Army Broving Ground, Savanna, III,
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