Military Training Camp for Business and Professional Men (Plattsburgh, N.Y.); Military education -- Fiction; New York (State) -- Fiction
Troops of the townspeople have visited the town all day, some looking as
if they had come from a distance. They have gawked all about, have
listened to the band concert, and stood about and watched our religious
service as if it had been a show. But the best was at Retreat. The band
had finished the Star Spangled Banner, the captain turned and brought us
to attention, then pivoted about and stood at attention, looking straight
in front of him. A little group of country folk had pressed up very
close, and seeing him look so fixedly at something, they all swung about
and stared too. Failing to find any unusual object nailed to the barn
which was immediately in front, they turned back presently, puzzled or
reproachful. When at the end of the bugle call he turned to dismiss us,
the captain could scarcely maintain his military gravity.
I finish this at the squad fire, with the fellows discussing the revival
of the rumor concerning the ball cartridges. They have not been found;
some fool is still toting them about; they are in A company, B company,
and so on down the list.
Tomorrow we move on again, my cartridge-belt is full, and I have got
everything ready for our early start. The night is clear and cold--but we
are hardened to anything now. Love from
DICK.
PRIVATE GODWIN'S DAILY LETTER
In camp at Ellenburg Center.
Sitting before the tent, on my blankets.
Monday the 2d October, 1916.
DEAR MOTHER:--
The other companies are cheering in the distance, and I suppose I know
why. For our company has been spared a great affliction, which would have
been very cruel after a hard morning's work. We came into camp a long
hour after everybody else, and had just pitched our tents and had dinner
when our captain called us together in a close bunch, and told us that
the regimental commander had been dissatisfied with the deployments of
the other companies, and was having them out to drill; but that our work
had been satisfactory, and that in consideration of our hard service on
recent days, we were to be excused. You see we have worked hard on Friday
(digging and defending trenches) Saturday (when our skirmish work in the
mud and wet was the severest, he said, that a company on the hike has yet
had) and today, when we started first and finished last. So I imagine
that if it was proposed to include us in this afternoon's drill the
captain fought hard to have us excused. I hope it's also true that our
skirmish work is good. We cheered the announcement and enjoyed our
leisure; and now the other companies are expressing their delight at
being released from their two hours' work in a stubble field.
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