"I can’t get ’em up! I can’t get ’em up! I can’t get ’em up in the morning! I can’t get ’em up! I can’t get ’em up! I can’t get ’em up at all! The private’s worse than the corporal, The corporal’s worse than the sergeant, The sergeant’s worse than the Captain, And the Captain’s worst of all." * * * * * * * * * [Illustration: Dick’s Map of Camp Pendleton] DICK’S MAP OF CAMP PENDLETON The map was made by Dick, and is a fairly good one, though many necessary things have been omitted. The Railroad from Granada to Corinno through Leon goes south to north. Captain Henderson’s company was in the woods at S.W. corner of map. The outpost near bridge was to prevent damage to structure. The camp was named after Colonel Joseph H. Pendleton, U.S.M.C., who commanded all the marines on this expedition, but the camp itself was commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Charles G. Long, U.S.M.C. One battalion of marines, a battalion of sailors from the U.S.S. _Colorado_, Quartermaster Depot, Navy Medical Unit, and Wireless Outfit, were encamped in the enclosed area and occupied about two-thirds of the space. This camp was made on September 11-12, 1912. The map shows no contours, but a gentle slope, and from E to W gave excellent drainage, and Leon, a mile distant, was in full view. The single dotted lines are trails. The double dotted lines are unfenced roads and the rectangles are generally houses, except in camp, where they represent tents. * * * * * * * * * "Come on, ye lazy bones, roll out of yer hammicks," called Dorlan cheerily, "and if ye foller that path down by the shack acrost the road ye’ll reach the river and a good place to wash, only don’t go too far down-stream, as there’s a bunch o’ buzzards cleanin’ up some dead men, and the sight ain’t extry fine on an empty stummick." It was not long before Dick had finished his ablutions, and as he had avoided the buzzard’s feast he felt quite capable of doing justice to the breakfast the mess cooks prepared. The day was spent in fixing up the camp, preparing it for defense, reconnaissance work, and sorting stores. That the rebel general felt kindly towards the Americans might have been implied from the fact that he sent two beeves to the Colonel Commanding, with his compliments, but these were returned with expressions of thanks, as the Colonel did not feel he could accept the gift. Many parties of rebel soldiers passed the camp during the day and curiously watched the soldiers from the great Northern Republic at their varied occupations. Other days followed, some filled with flurries of excitement, some slow and monotonous. The rest of the regiment passed on towards the capital and a battalion of sailors came to augment the force, and for the time they were ashore, absorbed the Marine Corps spirit, "hook, line and dipsey."