The army behind the armyPowell, E. Alexander (Edward Alexander)
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The army behind the army
Powell, E. Alexander (Edward Alexander)
United States. Army; World War, 1914-1918 -- United States
range and power anything which the Germans had at Metz or the British at
Gibraltar, they are extremely mobile, any one of them being able to drop
its load of high explosive far behind the enemy’s lines, “pull stakes,”
and be miles away before the enemy could get its range.
[Illustration: A 12-INCH SEACOAST MORTAR ON A RAILWAY MOUNT.]
[Illustration: 6-INCH SEACOAST RIFLES TAKEN FROM COAST FORTIFICATIONS AND
MOUNTED FOR FIELD USE IN FRANCE.]
Speaking of the range of artillery, some truly amazing results in this
field were achieved by Major Forest Ray Moulton, one of America’s
foremost mathematicians, who was professor of astronomy in the University
of Chicago before he was given a commission in the Engineering Division
of Ordnance and turned his knowledge of ballistics to military account.
One usually thinks of a professor of astronomy as a highly impractical
person whose mind is absorbed in comets, meteors, and stars, yet no
individual in the armies of the United States did as much as Doctor
Moulton toward perfecting devices for killing Germans at long range. Here
is a sample of his achievements. As the result of a series of abstruse
calculations he made a change in the shape of the copper driving-band on
the 6-inch shell, whereby, _without adding to the powder charge and with
no modification whatever in the gun, he increased its range two and a
half miles_. What is even more remarkable and important, he so reduced
the variation between successive shots that a given number of shell will
fall into one-eighth the area formerly covered by their dispersion. Had
the war continued a year or so longer, there is no saying where Doctor
Moulton’s ballistic discoveries would have led. It was evidently of one
of the shell designed by him that the negro soldier remarked:
“Ah could staht runnin’ at brekfus’-time an’ that theah shell ’ud git me
jes’ when Ah got home foah suppah.”
Whereupon his companion exclaimed scornfully:
“All one of dem shells wants is jes’ yo’ address, niggah—jes’ yo’
address.”
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