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GAS ATTACK THE REVEILLE GOT DUMPER. Company F, of the 102nd Engineers, Makes Another Great Invention. As far as history teaches us, everything is made for som ething—th a t’s w h ere we got off. The “D u m p er” is a thing of the fu t u r e ; it’s needed as bad as Army Stew—w ithout the m eat—ask the Mess Sergeant! Taps. W h a t does the bugle say? “Lights out, m eaning tents, also your h e a d lights!” 3:78 A. M. Same Morning. The Sergeant in Charge of Q u a rters is supplied with a w h eelbarrow full of No. 3490 tack s w ith rubber heads; be sure the sun is in the East! He starts w alking straight •(the only way you can down here) down the company street, and sprays the floor of each tent w ith aforesaid tacks. (Use a fire extinguisher for this purpose, if there is one handy in the m ess shack.) He next proceeds to tilt all w a ter pails in each tent, at an angle of 475 degrees w ith a log; a silv e r dollar would be much more sensitive but rath e r scarce in the Army ju s t now! T h e pail acts as a face w a sher when the cot bender hits same. The tacks clear his befogged brain and gets him out on line in tim e for assem bly. Each tent receives the sam e treatm e n t by the C. Q. Now all is ready for Reveille! F ir s t Call. W h en “Camouflage,” the bugler plays the “Lost Chord,” the C. Q. simply jerks each rope leading to the cots (from the outside) and your cot bender is out. If he should, however, m ake poor connections w ith the pail, etc., he m ight take the count, but as he then can go on the Sick Book, he need not worry about getting out on time! Special Notice. Be sure to install one of our P a ten t Tack Pullers in each tent. Pull the ropes as often as possible during the day and we guaran tee the cot to be clear at all tim es. W atch your “Skipper” smile, also the “Top.” M aterial Needed. Tacks, more tacks, three hinges, screws, a w h eel (from one of T h e Gas A t t a c k n u t’s head or from some w rist w a tch), three me tres (gas or electric will do) of rope, and a full moon! The “Dumper” can be installed for the sm all price of—how much have you got? S. O. S. both sides of the Amazon. NEXT W E E K : “THE PRIVATE’S DELIGHT” or “SATURDAY MORNING COT IN S P E C TION.” Co. F, 102d Engineers. COMPANY D, 102D U. S. ENGINEERS. Fowler declines 3rd week in kitchen. W h a t’s the m atter, George? Are your clothes getting too small? Corporal Oschinsky gets a hair cut. Now I know who found my quarter. I t ’s all right, Corporal, you needed it. Daly taken off wood detail. Did they get wise to you, Clarence? A case for Sherlock. Why does Corporal Hackel walk out of the mess hall w ith his hands in his- pockets? Schetterer expects to be a cook. Do us a favor, Schet, and remember we have folks at home. L a rry Rosenthal is still holding down first place on the mess line. W h at will you do when you get a furlough, Larry? Pop Cahill is recruiting for the delinquency list. Is yonr arm getting sore, Pop? One of our fellows has a black ring around his neck. I wonder what lodge he belongs to? Kelleher took a bath. Wonder who noti fied him? F ir s t sign of spring. Corporal Oschinsky did not put his socks around his neck last night. Top Sergeant — ‘ A ttention to orders! ” P rivate—“ W h at do you think we are, a bunch of w a iters?”
