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May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
Percy Hogan, Otto Daucher, Arthur Bowman, Ira
Davis, Paul Wilbur and Jim Berry report Paris "all
present or accounted for"! They had a wonderful time,
expecially Hogan who now holds the A. E. F. record:
he is the only man in the A. E. F. to discover a way of
making money in Paris. Perc says it grows on the
ground, but "116" has an idea!
There may be some who are still anxious to know
but "Milt" Bowers of "117" and one of the camp's crack
trucks drivers says he knows more about trucks than
Doc Carter knew about pills. He loves 'em too and
recently tried to kiss one of them. Result: Sick Book,
Barb-Wire entanglements about the teeth, and an
attempt to get a wound chevron. But they marked him
"dauty". Wonder what Milt would say if the truck
sang: "Kiss Me Again"?
Last Saturday evening, two charming Mademoiselles
visited the camp and had Sgt. Eddie Horst "paged".
Harry Minnear proceeded to make the fair ones a
home while he rounded up the beautiful Sarge. Afterat
long wait and to prevent disappointment, John Schaner
escorted the ladies to the dance while Harry hunted
for Eddie. At a very late hour the bashful Sarge was
found hiding in the Enirtal of "117".
Corporal Munsey of the 1st. M. T. Co. has two
Mam'selles on his hands now since his old buddy,
Mechanic Marquis partied for Hoboken. "Munse"
says the boys who stayed home to look after the girls
have his sympathy; the job is'nt all it's craked up
to be!
The customers of the lunchroom operated by Sgt.
1cl Pattison of "119" for the members of 2d Prov. M. T.
Co claim that the Chow is so bad that the Acting
Mess Sgt. don't even eat in his own beanery Pat
claims that the doughboys have appetites like ele-
phants and the only way he can see out of it is to
either let them murder him or steal up to the Q. M.
at night and rob the joint
Private George Hatchem of the 2d Prov. M. T. Co.
has an invention which he expects to make his fortune
with when he gets his liberty back. He claims he
has a system of running apple cider through a cream
seperator and producing alcohol. Go to it Gawge, any-
thing you do to the 18th Amendment will be greatly
appreciated.
Sgt. Robert O. Harkins is an advocate of a daily
payday in the Army. Bob gets his jack in the morn-
ing, and by evening his cash drawer is empty. The
same applies to "Slim" Lawlor and a few more mem-
bers of P. W. E. Co. 240
ST, AIGNAN DOWNED!
A telephone message from the Regimental
team on Thursday evening, furnished the in-
formation that it had been fortunate in defeating
the crack St. Aignan team by a 14 to 11 score,
but had been very unfortunate in having to
leave Jack Kloth in the hospital at St. Aignan
with a broken leg. No details were given.
TWO NEW SUBSCRIPTIONS
The Pop-Valve is in receipt of two advance
subscriptions from former members of the fam-
ily now on duty elsewhere.
Major George W. Whybark, formerly Adju-
tant and Executive Officer of the Camp, now
with G-3, General Headquarters, A.E.F. at
Chaumont sent his subscription and a wonderful
letter to us through Captain G. F. Huff. The
Major has our sincere gratitude for both the
subscription and his flattering message.
Lieut. R. P. Young who is also on duty at
General Headquarters sent in a nice letter too,
but if he means the subscription as a predic-
tion on the length of our stay over here, we're
off him for life!
He has paid for twenty weeks in advance.
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May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
Percy Hogan, Otto Daucher, Arthur Bowman, Ira
Davis, Paul Wilbur and Jim Berry report Paris "all
present or accounted for"! They had a wonderful time,
expecially Hogan who now holds the A. E. F. record:
he is the only man in the A. E. F. to discover a way of
making money in Paris. Perc says it grows on the
ground, but "116" has an idea!
There may be some who are still anxious to know
but "Milt" Bowers of "117" and one of the camp's crack
trucks drivers says he knows more about trucks than
Doc Carter knew about pills. He loves 'em too and
recently tried to kiss one of them. Result: Sick Book,
Barb-Wire entanglements about the teeth, and an
attempt to get a wound chevron. But they marked him
"dauty". Wonder what Milt would say if the truck
sang: "Kiss Me Again"?
Last Saturday evening, two charming Mademoiselles
visited the camp and had Sgt. Eddie Horst "paged".
Harry Minnear proceeded to make the fair ones a
home while he rounded up the beautiful Sarge. Afterat
long wait and to prevent disappointment, John Schaner
escorted the ladies to the dance while Harry hunted
for Eddie. At a very late hour the bashful Sarge was
found hiding in the Enirtal of "117".
Corporal Munsey of the 1st. M. T. Co. has two
Mam'selles on his hands now since his old buddy,
Mechanic Marquis partied for Hoboken. "Munse"
says the boys who stayed home to look after the girls
have his sympathy; the job is'nt all it's craked up
to be!
The customers of the lunchroom operated by Sgt.
1cl Pattison of "119" for the members of 2d Prov. M. T.
Co claim that the Chow is so bad that the Acting
Mess Sgt. don't even eat in his own beanery Pat
claims that the doughboys have appetites like ele-
phants and the only way he can see out of it is to
either let them murder him or steal up to the Q. M.
at night and rob the joint
Private George Hatchem of the 2d Prov. M. T. Co.
has an invention which he expects to make his fortune
with when he gets his liberty back. He claims he
has a system of running apple cider through a cream
seperator and producing alcohol. Go to it Gawge, any-
thing you do to the 18th Amendment will be greatly
appreciated.
Sgt. Robert O. Harkins is an advocate of a daily
payday in the Army. Bob gets his jack in the morn-
ing, and by evening his cash drawer is empty. The
same applies to "Slim" Lawlor and a few more mem-
bers of P. W. E. Co. 240
ST, AIGNAN DOWNED!
A telephone message from the Regimental
team on Thursday evening, furnished the in-
formation that it had been fortunate in defeating
the crack St. Aignan team by a 14 to 11 score,
but had been very unfortunate in having to
leave Jack Kloth in the hospital at St. Aignan
with a broken leg. No details were given.
TWO NEW SUBSCRIPTIONS
The Pop-Valve is in receipt of two advance
subscriptions from former members of the fam-
ily now on duty elsewhere.
Major George W. Whybark, formerly Adju-
tant and Executive Officer of the Camp, now
with G-3, General Headquarters, A.E.F. at
Chaumont sent his subscription and a wonderful
letter to us through Captain G. F. Huff. The
Major has our sincere gratitude for both the
subscription and his flattering message.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
Percy Hogan, Otto Daucher, Arthur Bowman, Ira
Davis, Paul Wilbur and Jim Berry report Paris "all
present or accounted for"! They had a wonderful time,
expecially Hogan who now holds the A. E. F. record:
he is the only man in the A. E. F. to discover a way of
making money in Paris. Perc says it grows on the
ground, but "116" has an idea!
There may be some who are still anxious to know
but "Milt" Bowers of "117" and one of the camp's crack
trucks drivers says he knows more about trucks than
Doc Carter knew about pills. He loves 'em too and
recently tried to kiss one of them. Result: Sick Book,
Barb-Wire entanglements about the teeth, and an
attempt to get a wound chevron. But they marked him
"dauty". Wonder what Milt would say if the truck
sang: "Kiss Me Again"?
Last Saturday evening, two charming Mademoiselles
visited the camp and had Sgt. Eddie Horst "paged".
Harry Minnear proceeded to make the fair ones a
home while he rounded up the beautiful Sarge. Afterat
long wait and to prevent disappointment, John Schaner
escorted the ladies to the dance while Harry hunted
for Eddie. At a very late hour the bashful Sarge was
found hiding in the Enirtal of "117".
Corporal Munsey of the 1st. M. T. Co. has two
Mam'selles on his hands now since his old buddy,
Mechanic Marquis partied for Hoboken. "Munse"
says the boys who stayed home to look after the girls
have his sympathy; the job is'nt all it's craked up
to be!
The customers of the lunchroom operated by Sgt.
1cl Pattison of "119" for the members of 2d Prov. M. T.
Co claim that the Chow is so bad that the Acting
Mess Sgt. don't even eat in his own beanery Pat
claims that the doughboys have appetites like ele-
phants and the only way he can see out of it is to
either let them murder him or steal up to the Q. M.
at night and rob the joint
Private George Hatchem of the 2d Prov. M. T. Co.
has an invention which he expects to make his fortune
with when he gets his liberty back. He claims he
has a system of running apple cider through a cream
seperator and producing alcohol. Go to it Gawge, any-
thing you do to the 18th Amendment will be greatly
appreciated.
Sgt. Robert O. Harkins is an advocate of a daily
payday in the Army. Bob gets his jack in the morn-
ing, and by evening his cash drawer is empty. The
same applies to "Slim" Lawlor and a few more mem-
bers of P. W. E. Co. 240
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May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
Percy Hogan, Otto Daucher, Arthur Bowman, Ira
Davis, Paul Wilbur and Jim Berry report Paris "all
present or accounted for"! They had a wonderful time,
expecially Hogan who now holds the A. E. F. record:
he is the only man in the A. E. F. to discover a way of
making money in Paris. Perc says it grows on the
ground, but "116" has an idea!
There may be some who are still anxious to know
but "Milt" Bowers of "117" and one of the camp's crack
trucks drivers says he knows more about trucks than
Doc Carter knew about pills. He loves 'em too and
recently tried to kiss one of them. Result: Sick Book,
Barb-Wire entanglements about the teeth, and an
attempt to get a wound chevron. But they marked him
"dauty". Wonder what Milt would say if the truck
sang: "Kiss Me Again"?
Last Saturday evening, two charming Mademoiselles
visited the camp and had Sgt. Eddie Horst "paged".
Harry Minnear proceeded to make the fair ones a
home while he rounded up the beautiful Sarge. Afterat
long wait and to prevent disappointment, John Schaner
escorted the ladies to the dance while Harry hunted
for Eddie. At a very late hour the bashful Sarge was
found hiding in the Enirtal of "117".
Corporal Munsey of the 1st. M. T. Co. has two
Mam'selles on his hands now since his old buddy,
Mechanic Marquis partied for Hoboken. "Munse"
says the boys who stayed home to look after the girls
have his sympathy; the job is'nt all it's craked up
to be!
The customers of the lunchroom operated by Sgt.
1cl Pattison of "119" for the members of 2d Prov. M. T.
Co claim that the Chow is so bad that the Acting
Mess Sgt. don't even eat in his own beanery Pat
claims that the doughboys have appetites like ele-
phants and the only way he can see out of it is to
either let them murder him or steal up to the Q. M.
at night and rob the joint
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May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
Percy Hogan, Otto Daucher, Arthur Bowman, Ira
Davis, Paul Wilbur and Jim Berry report Paris "all
present or accounted for"! They had a wonderful time,
expecially Hogan who now holds the A. E. F. record:
he is the only man in the A. E. F. to discover a way of
making money in Paris. Perc says it grows on the
ground, but "116" has an idea!
There may be some who are still anxious to know
but "Milt" Bowers of "117" and one of the camp's crack
trucks drivers says he knows more about trucks than
Doc Carter knew about pills. He loves 'em too and
recently tried to kiss one of them. Result: Sick Book,
Barb-Wire entanglements about the teeth, and an
attempt to get a wound chevron. But they marked him
"dauty". Wonder what Milt would say if the truck
sang: "Kiss Me Again"?
Last Saturday evening, two charming Mademoiselles
visited the camp and had Sgt. Eddie Horst "paged".
Harry Minnear proceeded to make the fair ones a
home while he rounded up the beautiful Sarge. Afterat
long wait and to prevent disappointment, John Schaner
escorted the ladies to the dance while Harry hunted
for Eddie. At a very late hour the bashful Sarge was
found hiding in the Enirtal of "117".
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
Percy Hogan, Otto Daucher, Arthur Bowman, Ira
Davis, Paul Wilbur and Jim Berry report Paris "all
present or accounted for"! They had a wonderful time,
expecially Hogan who now holds the A. E. F. record:
he is the only man in the A. E. F. to discover a way of
making money in Paris. Perc says it grows on the
ground, but "116" has an idea!
There may be some who are still anxious to know
but "Milt" Bowers of "117" and one of the camp's crack
trucks drivers says he knows more about trucks than
Doc Carter knew about pills. He loves 'em too and
recently tried to kiss one of them. Result: Sick Book,
Barb-Wire entanglements about the teeth, and an
attempt to get a wound chevron. But they marked him
"dauty". Wonder what Milt would say if the truck
sang: "Kiss Me Again"?
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
John Zinn, Michael Quin, Eugene Hennessy, Walt
Lindberg, Bill Smith and Bill Jackson, the prize boiler-
maker squad who have been at St Nazaire for several
months, fixing up ships for us to go home in, returned
this week in time for "Spike" Hennessy to re-establish
the fistic reputation of "116".
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
Its none of our business, we realize that, but the
members of "110" would like to know why Hippchen
and Flaitz go out every single night, rain or shine. Its
been happening for several months now but the mystery
is still unfathomed. Oh to be a clairvoyant sometimes
Charles Dairy, Theo. Rounds, Charley Cahill Guy
Flummer, Wm. Wessbecker, A. M. Schofield and
Harvey Crawford have just returned from a vacation
spent in Monaco. They had a pretty good time they say,
but it kept the whole squad busy looking after the
bounding Co. Clerk who keep everybody in "116"
worried.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
The Tourist Bureau of "110" is busy routing the gang
to Nice and Paris. Meiskey is the only disgruntled
customer the Bureau has. The most recent routings
were F. Stafford, R.C McCormick and A. Biondilillo to
Paris.
John Alexander of "110" has a new job now, prepa-
ring Ice Cream for us at the "Y" factory. If a check was
made in the conmpany to learn how many men wanted
to trade jobs with John, about the only name that
would'nt appear on the list would be that of our beloved
Top Kicker, Bill Healion. Guess the reason!
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
First Sergeant Griffin, attended by Private Murray
is now in the emerald Isle and it is rumored that they
will attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. Some chaste
salute, what?
Sgt. Jimmie Conahan started out with a day off,
65 francs and the intention of getting a haircut on a
recent rainy day. Jimmie is back with his buddies
in "109" minus the francs and "shy" the haircut
Everybody's wondering about the sad story.
Barney Strom of "109" is throwing a meani fork these
days and is suspected of trying to stock up for the trip
home while Severin Hurlen is in Paris endeavoring to
forget a load of wood he found in his bunk recently.
There being no Scandinavian interpreter in "109",
nobody "got" what Sev. said as he removed the offend-
ing material.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
Members of "120" will kindly refrain from staring at
Sgt. Ben Shoup's nose. It gets Ben's angora, especially
since he was perfeetly sober when he caressed the end
of a bunk with it. When last seen, he was padding
the ends of all the bunks in the front end of the
barracks so as to conserve his manly beauty.
Privates Houlihan and Tompcowitz of "120" are
great boosters for our Genial Chef, Monsieur G.T.
Cavanaugh. In return for their press-agenting, it is
rumored that they get good measure in their portions
of pie and soup which are their favorite fruits.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
"Jake" Davish is "119's" fourth Mess Sergeant, at
least the Company hopes he is to fill the vacancy
created recently. He is at present acting in that
capacity and the gang is with him, even to several
Salmon Suppers in a row.
Company 119 is drawing up a petition to have a
time limit put on Sergeant Savage, "Assistant Chap-
lain" of the Camp, during Ice Cream Hour at the "Y"
on Sundays. Top Sergeant Morgan vouches for the
fact that he destroyed eight cups of the cooling sub-
stance in less than a half hour. Somethings gotta be
done about it.
John D. Smallwood of "120" received a letter recently,
informing him that his "mean gal" had "ditched"
him and married an officer. Further down it the
letter, he discovered that the officer was a Mess
Sergeant. John says he's glad to have an excuse to
knock of a few Mess Sergeants anyway.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
The fairest of all Madamoiselles Francaise are the
ones between thirty-five and forty, according to the
modest Sgt. Frederich Bragger of "118." Freddie
refuses to mingle with the younger set of Nevers but
he has won himself a home at the Ville de Fourcham-
bault Freddie's taste is a funny thing, considering
that he can't be much over twenty-one himself.
Privates Conway, Monroney and Sims have returned
to "119" after a lengthy stay in St Nazaire. they
hated to leave a Port and move inland, but the
cheerful dope of recent vintage has cheered them up
quite a bit.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
Walter Hood, erstwhile "Chief" Cook at "117"
possesses, according to his own statements, a mean
line of French chatter. But his ambitions do not end
there. Commanding German prisoners is his long-suit
lately and minor improvements around the kitchen
are exhibiting the extent of his language acquiring
mania. Where to next Walter, to the Army of
Occupation?
The Mess Hall roof was in great danger the other
night when the men of the company learned that
Lieut. G.A. Edwards had been promoted to a higher
grade. Company "118" knows that he is more than
deserving of promotion and it's only kick is that he
only moved up one grade. Congratulations Lieutenant
from all of us.
"Sgt Baldy" Bauman of "118" made his debut in
the S.O.L. circles the other night and went to bed
hungry - something unusual for a Sergeant 1st Class.
"Baldy" took a little stroll in the woods, park or some-
where and failed to gather with the brothers at
"Chow" hour. The other Sergeants ate his share, and
as he was "outa-funds" he went to the mat with an
aching void.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
Corporal Zimmerman and Wagoner Betts of the 1st
Prov. M. T. Co. are strong rivals for the affections of a
young lady who looks like a million dollars in her
best red dress. This pair could pass a rigid inspection
any evening now, for they sure do doll up for the
fairy.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
Athletics are booming at the camp of P. W. E. Co.
240. Lieut. Thomas A. Rudkin, formerly an Athletic
instructor throughout the New England States, is
breaking all records on the handball court while
Corp. "Old Man" Jack Edwards is trying hard to
beat him. Sgt. John R. Reed of "240" is a golf expert
and just recently returned from Nice where he repre-
sented this Section in the A. E. F. elimination contest.
Corp. Ben Cherenson holds the "promenade record"
of Paris and cinched his title on a recent visit there.
Company "121" contests the claim of P. W. E. Co.
240 on having the biggest eater in the A. E. F. and
offer as it's candidate, one of the best known men in
Camp. Private Max Kline, who does plain and fancy
tailoring for the Camp. They "ll match him up with
that large feeding Corporal of "240", providing fish
cake is on the menu.
Corp. A. W. Newman is a marked man. Seven sad
soldiers are going to get him sure as fate. The ter-
rible seven includes Corporals McCrum and Wege,
and Privates Aldridge, Grove, B. L. Johnson, Mac-
Pherson and Stephens. They claim he'll have a
white band around his arm and several other places
when they even up their score with him. Ask any-
one in "121"!
Cook M. Higgins had to close his outdoor barbershop
account of the rain not mixing well with the lather he
used on his customers in "121", and M. E. Dupont's
tailor shop is closed till the proprietor recovers from
the things that happened when he left a hot iron on
Cook Brewster's "Homeward Bound" breeches. Busi-
ness is rotten!
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
Corp. Ollie Clyde Knipp of P. W. E. Co 240 has been
excused from all physical exercise. Ollie waves his
arms and legs so violently when he talks that Lieut.
McLeod decided he received sufficient exercise from
an ordinary conversation to keep him in health
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
Dr. Robert ("Fares please") Higgins of the Medical
detachement and famous as the gas and tooth expert
is leaving for home. He will be greatly missed by
the bunch who wish him a joyous trip. His practice
will be taken over by Dr. Harold A. Cairnes.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
"Pete" DelSanto of the Band is revising his French
vocabulary. Hereafter and forever more Pete is off
that familiar expression "Kiska say?". Returning
from the dance on Saturday night last, Peter entered
the hut and heard someone addressing the mob. With
a cigarette in his face and a friendly shove, he greeted
the orator who turned out to be a certain Captain
trying to "Que" down the mob. Pete faded like an
O. D. Shirt.
The inmates of the Band hut have a new brand of
entertainment now. "Shorty" Newman is still trying
to convince the gang that he lost them at the Station
instead of at the Square, and trying to figure out
why his buddy, "Coke" Pletcher deserted him. Music
to this spiel is furnished by Ray Clift who is compos-
ing a little ditty entitled: "We shall gather down at
Clermont."
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
The Camp Band concurs in the pape'rs statements
that the Band had a good time at Clermont and that
the POP-VALVE is a big fifty centimes worth, and
bought more copies of the second number than any
company in camp. The Band admits that it is an
S. O. L. outfit, of the A. S. C., in the A. E. F. and loca-
ted at A. P. O. 708, but it took four sections of French
train to bring it back from Clermont.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
The "Vice Squad" of Hqrs. Det. is all shot to pieces
Corp. W. H. Miller is on leave, Corp. Harry Morgan is
away with the Varsity team, Sgt. Joey Corby has
been "malade" financially since last payday and the
remaining member, Sgt. Fred Cornelius just mopes
around like bartender at a prayer meeting.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
"Speed" Wood is in disgrace with Hqrs. gang. On
Tuesday evening, he went handshaking with the
doughboys and rooted for the P. W. E. team to win
the ball game. The Rear Hut Vigilance committee
decided to drop Speed from the rolls and they moved
his bunk out on the baseball diamond. "Lefty" Mad-
dox and Jawn Delmore gave him a helping hand
when they returned from the Q. M. dance, but the
committee promises further punishment.
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
Several familiar faces are missing in Headquarters
Det., five "Old Nineteeners" having gone home. But
our thanks go to Old Lady Fate for leaving Jimmie
McGurk, Harry Palmer and "Scotty" Scott in our
midst. They dont want to go home, they like France!!
-
May 10, 1919. THE POP-VALVE Page 4.
-- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!
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Camp Stephenson, Vauzelles, Nievrè
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May 10, 1919
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