N E W YQR] DIVISION - O'Ryan's Roughnecks

28 GAS ATTACK
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! am about to open tip a
first class lunch room on
the Greenville Road,
which separates the 105th
and the 51st Pioneers—
525 yards from the camp
border.
Harry Curley
the world's famous chef, who
has cheffed all the way from
the Ritz Carlton to Max's
Busy Bee, is a wonder when
it comes to steak and onions
and all the rest of the eats
you haven't had since you
came back from that furlough.
I am an old member of the
105th M. G. Co., therefore I
refuse to deal in salmon or
beans. Honest, there isn't a
bean in the place.
Will expect to see you when
you are a few minutes late for
mess and you don't want to
spend fifty cents in going to
town.
I have put in all white enamel
fixings so as to be ready for
inspection every minute.
And don't forget my wheat
cakes with real maple syrup
and melted fresh butter.
There are no seconds, the first
will fill you.
Now, fellows, it's up to you to
come on around.
Yours for a good feed,
HEADQUARTERS COMPANY, 52ND
PIONEER INFANTRY.
Where do we go from, here, boys, where do the satchel to the front since seeing his name
we go from here? Ask Color Sergeant Bob in the G-as Attack, consequently becoming
Evans, he knows. Oh, yes, the original scandal chesty. Last night there was a big raid on
monger flashed a brand new one on us the
the kitchen, in which the highwaymen brought
other day and having been sworn to secrecy
away with them the chow which was meant
it would not be soldierly of me to divulge the
for the morning meal, such as eggs, ham, flour
info. However, rest assured that all ye Pioneers
will, be inhaling the essence of the briny for wheat cakes, thereby leaving (the detachment
of the company left in the deep before many more moons.
street,
Since the arrival of the 5th Pioneer Infantry,
occupying the camp site contiguous to
that of the 52nd, Mr. O'Neill, our esteemed
Band Leader, has shown no mercy in denouncing
the weird vibrations of their fife and drum
corps every morning at reveille. Of course,
First Sergeant Joe Connor s whistle at Fatigue
call is none too pleasing to the ears of
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the other members of the company, but everybody
respects Joe's physical prowess and he
very seldom has to blow more than once.
(Where's my whistle, Donk? Your whistle—•
line, deux, trois, quatre, etc.) Ha! Ha!
Hats off to our Cook Toby.
Anybody who is
capable of making the ordinary victuals as
palatable as he can is entitled to the respect
due a mother and the same can be said of
Mess Sergeant Joe Becker, who looks the part
more so than our dear Toby.
Delving further into the personnel of the
Headquarters Company we have in our midst
one Color Sergeant Joe Niedfeld. If bunk
fatigue constituted a part of the routine duties
Joe would be considered the busiest man
in khaki, but unfortunately our Adjutant is
inclined to think otherwise, much to Joe's
regret. Our able-bodied Supply Sergeant,
Charlie Mayer, who is much more efficient at
drawing a good hand in a poker game than he
is in drawing supplies for the company, still
maintains that Astoria, L. I., is part of the
United States. We don 't like to argue with
Charlie because he has Drum Major Frank
Farrell of that village to uphold him, but
would it be asking too much to have them
explain the ' story'' i of Astoria? Perhaps
Sergeant Major Jack Peterson can help us
out of our dilemma.
II.
THIEBAIJD.
COMPANY M, 2ND PIONEER INFANTRY.
First Sergeant Han ley, we are sorry to
state, is home on a furlough, because of the
death of his father.
Sergeant Quirk, by reason of his excellent
showing in the recent mule parade, has been
advanced to the grade of Acting First Sergeant.
Information has been received that applications
are being considered for the positions
of Mess Sergeants in the Chinese Army. Sergeant
Lombardi was among the very first to
file his application.
Mess Sergeant
McKay, with his mandolin,
Private Belley, with his saxophone, and Cook
Anderson, with a Jews Harp, have started a
Company Orchestra. We wish they hadn't.
Supply Sergeant Brown is trying out as
pitcher on the Company baseball team. He
has developed considerable form and speed.
COMPANY K, 106TH INFANTRY.
Old Boy Satehelbaek Duryear, has
while said company was in the trenches)
brought
without
breakfast. Cook Brown became very
angry, and threw Corporal Doherty out of the
kitchen. Corporal Doherty landing in the
arms of the Company Broom, Private Curti.
Since the robbery in the kitchen many sleuths
have been busy tracing footsteps which led
down as far as the company
tailor's tent.
Mess Sergeant Coyle seeing the write up in
The Gas Attack about him, got very chesty,
and immediately changed the menu of stew
to steak. Thanks for getting wise, Kelly.
Mechanic John Lee pulled a good one on
the K. O. by saying that he had a lot of
work to do on the Flivver, thereby getting
away from the trench duty for about 48
hours. You simply can't beat " K's " mechanics.
We have the honor of sending Private
Ketcham on recruiting duty in Brooklyn.
Just think that they had to come to Company
K for a man for this job—there is K.
pep. Well we are all hoping that Old Boy
Ketch will remember that it was K's name
that he landed the job.
We earnestly beg Sergeant Rider's pardon
for our words in the last issue of The G-as
Attack, saying that his original name was
never-work-Al, but since seeing him endeavoring
to add a column of figures about a mile
long on the new scheme for making up payrolls,
we have decided that his name should be
changed to I think-I '11-work-Al.
CORPORAL A. F.
With Sergeant A. M. Browne, as catcher, the
Company battery should be able to do up in
the proper color any games in which they
may participate.
Sergeant Horstman is also developing baseball
talent. He can now catch on an average
of three flies out of fifteen.
Sergeant Harper, we suspect, is working for
an S. C. D. His hearing is very poor about
5:45 A. M. each morning.
Sergeant Berge has shown us the secret of
his strength, youth and beauty. He neglects
no opportunity to sleep.
Bugler Garret wishes that every morning
were rainy. It is easier to slip into boots than
it is to lace up shoes and leggings.
Private (First Class) Kinney is carefully
nursing a tender nose. It makes ' details 1 1 7
lighter.
Sergeant Leonard is still hobnobbing with
the Future Greats at the O. T. S.
H. A. J.