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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.

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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  • August 30, 2017 02:48:20 Jim McIntyre

    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.

  • August 30, 2017 02:47:08 Jim McIntyre

    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.


  • August 30, 2017 02:43:07 Jim McIntyre

    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


  • August 30, 2017 02:40:25 Jim McIntyre

    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


  • August 30, 2017 02:35:19 Jim McIntyre

    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".


  • August 30, 2017 02:32:49 Jim McIntyre

    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"?


  • August 30, 2017 02:28:15 Jim McIntyre

    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".


  • August 30, 2017 02:26:43 Jim McIntyre

    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.


  • August 30, 2017 02:20:52 Jim McIntyre

    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!


  • August 30, 2017 02:17:52 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 02:13:07 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 02:10:43 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 02:06:40 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 02:03:20 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 01:58:29 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 01:56:24 Jim McIntyre

    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!



  • August 30, 2017 01:48:18 Jim McIntyre

    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





  • August 30, 2017 01:46:24 Jim McIntyre

    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.



  • August 30, 2017 01:43:33 Jim McIntyre

    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."





  • August 30, 2017 01:37:34 Jim McIntyre

    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.


  • August 29, 2017 19:09:27 Jim McIntyre

    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.


  • August 29, 2017 19:08:19 Jim McIntyre

    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.


  • August 29, 2017 19:06:18 Jim McIntyre

    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!!


  • August 29, 2017 19:01:49 Jim McIntyre

    May 10, 1919.                    THE POP-VALVE                    Page 4.


    -- LITTLE "POPS" FROM THE COMPANY "VALVES"!


    


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May 10, 1919
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