TPTVTT TWELFTH INFANTRY 1798 - 1919 ITS STORY BY ITS MEN LIBRARY UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA IRVINE 1796 1612 1847 1861 1898 / / ' y ?-~ 12 < F la i 1ft 12 X n Colonel A If red A loe Commanding Twelfth U. S. Infantry U/ y C/. S. >4rvwy. /2 !3 iv\ F-*\ t *~y TWELFTH U. S. INFANTRY 1798-1919 ITS STORY BY ITS MEN PUBLISHED BY MEMBERS OF THE TWELFTH U. S. INFANTRY 1919 COPYRIGHT, igig BY ALFRED ALOE Ube ftnicfeerbocfeer press, lAcw Jljorfe Foreword rHIS is the story of the Twelfth Regiment of Infantry in the Army of the United States. It is what is called a regular regiment. It was made up by voluntary enlistment and by transfer to its ranks of some men under the conscription act. It is a regiment which was stationed and trained on the Pacific Coast. It is a regiment which was prevented from reaching France by the influenza, by the expedition to Siberia, and by the coming of the armistice. It had reached the point of embarkation when hostilities ended. Its members have had a great experience, al- though it did not involve a battle at the front. In their desires and their imaginations they have faced the foes of the world, have exposed themselves to danger, and have acquired that soldierly spirit which comes from the drill and discipline needed in war, with every prospect of making the ultimate sacrifice, if it be neces- sary, to win victory. They should have the sympathy of everyone who sympathizes with a man earnest and willing and anxious to discharge a great duty and denied by circumstances the oppor- tunity to perform it. The spirit of the men at the front was felt by the men training at home. The prospect of the prolongation of the war for another year and the certainty of their being engaged were present in the mind of every man in the regiment. They are better men for this experience. They are better men for knowing in their hearts that they too, without one qualm or tremor, were iv Foreword ready for the sacrifice. They are better because they were inspired in what they did with unselfish patriotism and their souls were permeated by a real knowledge of the importance of the task they were to perform and of the victory they were to win. Nor should these typically American boys and their com- manders allow themselves to feel that they did not take part in winning this war. The Germans showed a yellow streak in not fighting this war through to the end. They surrendered in antici- pation of the just punishment they and their country would have suffered by being subjected to the devastation of war, had they further resisted. They did not further resist because they knew that the United States had two millions of men on French soil and two millions of men at home who were being hastened by the hundreds of thousands to the front and that with these reinforce- ments defeat was as certain for them as if they accepted it by im- mediate surrender. The Army of the United States was a unit. Those who were in front were strengthened, protected and given weight by those who were back of the front. Every man in khaki was part of the forces that won the war. The Twelfth Regular Infantry was a unit in the army of the Republic and carries the laurels of the victory. This book is its history. May it have wide circulation and may it give to those boys who filled its ranks and the officers who drilled it so well, the pleasure of a retrospect of duty well done and the inspiration for improving and strengthening the body of citizenship of our great country. Washington, March 77, 1919. Preface THIS is the story of a Regiment, written by that Regi- ment and primarily for that Regiment. But beyond the appeal which it holds for the members of the organization itself, we venture to believe the book also pos- sesses a large measure of interest for all Americans whose hearts were in the war and whose hopes were centered upon the achievements of American fighting men. The Twelfth Infantry Book is, we believe, the largest pro- ject of its character ever attempted by any American military organization of similar size. Certainly, so far as we know, noth- ing of the kind ever before was created in its entity by the soldiers of a single Regiment. The text and illustrations of this book are entirely the product of the personnel of the Twelfth, just as the idea of its inception originated within the Regiment and has been fashioned into reality through the spontaneous cooperation of its members, from the greenest rookie private up to the Colonel himself. Being the work of soldiers, the book doubtless lacks much in literary finish, and indulgence on that head is asked. Its mission is to preserve a record of the things the soldiers did, and saw, and felt, in a soldier way. The financing which made possible the book's production is, too, unique. Every cent of the large amount required was subscribed and paid in before a line of type had been set! And all of it came from the pockets of the members of the Twelfth, mostly saved from monthly salaries of thirty dollars. VI Preface That, too, is a record of which the Twelfth is proud. It evidences the spirit of its membership, and the Regiment's pride in a project which will carry into history something of the story of its part in the Great War and of the determination to return as more useful citizens after service for a great cause. Of course we, like every other fighting unit, expected to "go across." We were ready, both in training and spirit. After all the months of preparation our disappointment was bitter. And yet we try to realize that it came through no fault of ours, and that we had, each and every one of us, our part in helping to win the war. Deprived by force of circum- stance from adding another chapter of fighting to its glorious history, the Twelfth assuredly has written one of which its members and its friends may be proud in the record for effi- ciency, loyal devotion, and patriotic esprit de corps which has been established during the trying period since April, 1917. To preserve that chapter of the story of the Twelfth is the primary purpose of this volume. It tells, too, the history of the Regiment from its inception, and in articles, verse, " josh," drawings, and pictures it records the experiences of the organiza- tion during the past two years from one side of the Continent to the other. The book is a record, too, of the spirit of typical men who have served the Nation throughout the War. More than ever before those who have joined the colors comprehend the true meaning of the word "patriotism." They realize their own personal share in the Government for which they fought, or sought to fight, and their individual interest in the ideals of democracy and world-wide decency for whose attain- ment they were prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice. To the men of the Twelfth, as to all their fellow American soldiers, the War taught splendid lessons. And now with many of them returning to their homes throughout the length and breadth of the country, they will prove a great leavening Preface vii influence for public and private good, each one of them a better citizen for the experiences he has undergone. For those of us who remain in the Army, and for those who will go home shortly, the book will be a lasting souvenir of our share and our experiences in the Great War, and an inspiration toward patriotic service and disciplined self-sacrifice. C. R. G. NEW YORK, March, 1919. Contents PAGE FOREWORD BY WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT iii BOOK I COLONEL ALOE'S ADDRESS ....... 3 HAIL! VICTORS! ......... 7 THE HISTORY OF THE TWELFTH ...... 9 KEEPING FAITH ......... 34 THE AMERICAN WOMAN ........ 36 THE DOUGHBOYS' COMPLIMENTS TO THE NAVY. ... 40 To THE OLD REGULAR ........ 42 NATIONALITIES ......... 44 AMERICANS ALL! ......... 47 "THE DIRTY DOZEN" ........ 50 THE CHAPLAINS' ADDRESS TO THE OUTGOING MEN ... 54 THE STH DIVISION 57 LETTERS FROM MAJOR GENERAL ELI A. HELMICK AND BRIGADIER GENERAL HUGH JOHNSON 58 HOME 60 FOR LIBERTY .......... 61 LA FAYETTE .......... 62 BOOK II THE PRESIDIO OF SAN FRANCISCO ...... 65 MANY ARE CALLED BUT FEW ARE CHOSEN .... 68 EXTRACTS FROM THE DIARY OF FASTIDIOUS IGNATZ . . 70 x Contents PAGE HAPPY DAYS IN THE KITCHEN ...... 76 SATURDAY MORNING INSPECTION ...... 82 SAN FRANCISCO 85 THE ARMY RUMOR ........ 88 EXTENDED ORDER DRILL ....... 96 BAYONET DRILL ......... 100 THE PACK 103 THIRTY DOLLARS A DAY ONCE A MONTH . . . .107 GAS 109 THE TOP KICKER 114 "STRIPES" 117 THE RIFLE RANGE . . . . . . . 119 REGIMENTAL EXHIBITION AT CAMP FREMONT . . . .124 A DOUGHBOY'S WEDDING ....... 126 "CLOSE TO DISGRACE, OR THE PILL ROLLERS' LAST STAND" . 128 THE FIRST FIRE CALL AT CAMP FREMONT . . . 133 LAST DAYS AT CAMP FREMONT . . . . . .136 EIGHT TRAINS, EIGHT DAYS, THE PRIDE OF THE EIGHTH . 144 OFF AGAIN! ON AGAIN! CAMP MILLS ..... 148 LITTLE OLD NEW YORK . 151 THIRTY-SIX HOURS ON THE "POCAHONTAS" . . . .154 GOOD OLD ARMY FATIGUE . . . . . . .158 THE MILL 160 BOOK III SHORTY BROWN ......... 165 WE'RE IN THE ARMY Now . . . . . . .168 THE SOLDIER'S LAMENT . . . . . . . .169 " G " COMPANY EGGS . . 170 Contents xi PAGE THE FIGHTING FIRST PLATOON 175 A SOLDIER'S RUBAIYAT . . . . . . . .176 BEAU BRUMMEL ......... 177 THE MODEST THIRD PLATOON . 177 DID You EVER! ......... 178 FROM CAMP MILLS TO NORFOLK . . . . . .179 "THE RAVING" . 185 PUT 'EM OUT .......... 188 THE NATIONAL GAME PASSING THE BUCK .... 188 BOOK IV COLONEL ALFRED ALOE . . . . . . . .193 LIEUTENANT COLONEL HOMER N. PRESTON . . . 197 OFFICERS OF TWELFTH U. S. INFANTRY. LISTED ACCORDING TO SENIORITY ......... 201 REGIMENTAL STAFF. ........ 217 SCHEDULE OF INSTRUCTION, TWELFTH INFANTRY . . . 220 NON-COMMISSIONED STAFF ....... 222 THE SKY PILOT'S STORY ....... 225 THE FIRST BATTALION ........ 233 THE SECOND BATTALION ....... 238 THE THIRD BATTALION 242 INTELLIGENCE SECTION ........ 248 MEN ON STAFF OF TWELFTH INFANTRY BOOK .... 253 HEADQUARTERS Co. ........ 257 MACHINE GUN ....... . 264 SUPPLY COMPANY ......... 269 MEDICAL DETACHMENT . 272 " A " COMPANY 277 " B " COMPANY 283 xii Contents PAGE " C " COMPANY ......... 289 " D " COMPANY 292 "E" COMPANY ......... 294 " F " COMPANY ......... 300 " G " COMPANY ......... 304 " H " COMPANY ......... 308 " I " COMPANY ......... 312 " K " COMPANY ......... 316 "L" COMPANY ......... 321 " M " COMPANY ......... 324 IN MEMORIAM . ..... . 328 ROSTER OF OFFICERS AND MEN OF TWELFTH U. S. INFANTRY 1918-1919, LISTED ACCORDING TO COMPANY AND GIVING PERMANENT ADDRESS OF EACH MEMBER OF THE REGIMENT . . . 329 FRATERNITY .......... 423 OUR REGIMENT ......... 425 Illustrations FACING PAGE THE COLORS 16 THREE OF THE TWELFTH'S CIVIL WAR VETERANS ... 17 PRESIDIO OF SAN FRANCISCO . 22 SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA 23 CAMP FREMONT, CALIFORNIA 30 IN THE COURSE OF TRAINING . . . . . . . .31 MENLO PARK, CALIFORNIA 56 GENERAL VIEWS OVER CAMP FREMONT 57 WITH THE MULE SKINNERS .90 THE REGIMENTAL EXCHANGE ....... 91 WE ARE TAUGHT THE PROFESSION OF A SOLDIER . . .no ATHLETICS AT CAMP FREMONT . in VICTORY- PEACE CELEBRATION, NEW YORK . . . .138 CAMP MILLS TO NEWPORT NEWS 139 OFFICERS' PORTRAITS ........ 216 OFFICIAL BUSINESS . . . . . . . . .216 AT HEADQUARTERS ... .217 REVEILLE .... . 252 MEN ON TWELFTH INFANTRY BOOK STAFF . . 253 SCENES AT CAMP STUART, VIRGINIA 284 xiv Illustrations FACING PAGE THE TWELFTH SETTLES IN WOODEN BARRACKS . . .285 SIDELIGHTS 296 DUTIES AT SOUTHERN CAMPS ....... 297 SNAP AND PEP 310 ONE OF THE CAMP ATTRACTIONS . . . . . .311 SPORTS 322 BAYONET FIGHTING 323 Contributors to Twelfth Infantry Book The Twelfth Infantry Book has a larger number of contributors among the authors, artists, photographers, office and business staff than can be mentioned here. The following are the names of officers and men in addition to the men listed elsewhere with the staff; besides these every company commander, first sergeant, and company clerk gave much of his time to the routine work and the preparation of rosters. Others who had a large part in the production are the many men in each company who furnished ideas from time to time and without whose enthusiasm the book would have been impossible. In addition to the photographs taken by members of the regiment, the International Film Service and Underwood and Underwood have allowed us to use a number of photographs copyrighted by them. EDITORIAL STAFF Franklin V. D. Bangs, Second Lieutenant; Louis A. Boiteux, Sergeant, Company "B"; Timothy G. Brereton, Sergeant, Company "B"; Gordan Bray, First Sergeant, Company "F"; Sherman K. Burke, First Lieutenant; Warner Clark, First Lieutenant; Norman B. Courteney, Captain; John V. Dees, Private First Class, Company "H"; John H. W. Field, Private, Company "D"; Theodore Fleurry, Corporal, Headquarters .Company; John A. Fry, Private First Class, Company "M"; Frederic W. Ganzert, Private First Class, Medical Detachment; Walter M. Gilbert, Private, Company "G"; Clifton R. Gordon, First Lieutenant; Lance E. Gowen, First Lieutenant; Chaplain Donald T. Grey, First Lieutenant; Alton J. Hall, Private, Company " G " ; H. B. Johnson, Corporal, Company "L"; BurdetteO. Kirkham, Private, Company "E"; JohnMcClane, Private, Company "F"; Herbert J. McChrystal, First Lieutenant; Thomas W. McManus, Private First Class, Company " C " ; Charles L. Mullins, Jr. , Major ; Wilfrid J. Mulvaney, Corporal, Company, "H"; Harris M. Melasky, Major; Chaplain Joseph J. Murray, First Lieutenant; Paul V. Norrell, Private, Company "C"; Thomas F. Orr, Sergeant-major; Ralph W. Petersen, Captain, Medical Corps; Russell L. Peart, Private, Machine Gun Company; Alfred A. Samuelson, Private, Machine Gun Company; Lewis B. Schwellenbach, Corporal, Company "M"; William R. Schmidt, Major; Ragnar Sigtrig, Private First Class, Company "E"; George Thompson, Private, Company "G"; Waller H. Turner, Private, Company "A"; Jay R. Vessels, Private, Machine Gun Company; Alma J. Winters, Corporal, Company "G." xvi Contributors to Twelfth Infantry Book ART STAFF Timothy G. Brereton, Sergeant, Company "B"; George H. Larsen, Private, Com- pany "I";EmilJ. Lorange, Corporal, Company " H "; Wallace H. McLauchlan, Private First Class, Headquarters Company; Jack Reinhard, Corporal, Company "K"; Alfred A. Samuelson, Private, Machine Gun Company; Leo Smith, Corporal, Machine Gun Company; Harold T. Spitznagel, Private, Machine Gun Company; Bert M. Torvanger, Private, Company "M"; Edward R. Watkins, Corporal, Company "G." OFFICE AND BUSINESS STAFF Sherman K. Burke, First Lieutenant; William H. Combs, First Lieutenant; Norman B. Courteney, Captain; Andy Fischer, Private, Headquarters Company; Frederic W. Ganzert, Private First Class, Medical Detachment; Clifton R. Gordon, First Lieutenant; James H. Graham, Regimental Sergeant-major; Edward E. Hadley, Supply Sergeant, Supply Company; Charles W. Herrall, Private First Class, Company "H"; Ben Levy, Private First Class, Company "C"; Thomas W. McManus, Private, Company "C"; Ercil D. Porter, First Lieutenant; Mike A. Proctor, Private, Company "L"; Lewis B. Schwellenbach, Corporal, Company "M"; Bert Smith, Private, Head- quarters Company; Harold T. Spitznagel, Private, Machine Gun Company; Alfred A. Teague, Corporal, Company "C"; Mahlon E. Traylor, Second Lieutenant; Waller H. Turner, Private, Company "A." Twelfth United States Infantry Its Story 1798-1919 Colonel Aloe's Address IT is with a feeling of inexpressible pride and a deep sense of the responsibility that has been mine that I address these words to the men of my Regiment. More constant devotion to an ideal and more loyalty and labor toward the tasks essential to its achievement I have never seen. To have been assigned to command the Twelfth Infantry was the fulfilment of a great desire. Years of service in the Regiment, when it was but a child, weak in numbers but strong in the spirit which has ever been its great glory, gave me my love for the Regiment. I was determined on my arrival at Camp Fremont that if it was within my power to make the Twelfth a great regiment it should be great. To accomplish this seemingly superhuman task the cooperation of every officer, non-commissioned officer, and man was absolutely necessary. Cooperation and loyalty came with unending strength. However irksome the task, however long the hours of drill, whatever the conditions under which we worked, whether at liberty or in quarantine, there has always been a response great in strength and rich in the possibilities of development through training, for the material and the will were there. It was not the Twelfth of to-day that greeted me on my arrival. Conditions in the past had not aided its efforts to 3 4 Twelfth U. S. Infantry achieve success. The life of the Eighth Division had been a stormy one. As the last of the original divisions in the first plans of the General Staff, it had suffered many changes of commanding generals. This had also been true of its regi- ments, particularly of the Twelfth. But we turned a new leaf with the arrival of General Hel- mick and settled down to the business of preparing the Twelfth for her part in the great struggle. Never did officers and men respond more nobly to the necessity for work. The officers and non-commissioned officers had seen the Regiment big in numbers; then small when the training cadres were sent to the National Army Divisions; and then big again, and with early prospects of service overseas; only to have them destroyed when participation in the Siberian Expeditionary Forces was decided upon, and the men were taken from our Division. Again they took up the task of training new men. How- ever interesting it may be, however great may be the will to succeed, the recruit training period in a regiment is the most difficult. More so here, because of the number of times that it had been experienced. But we soon discovered that the men with whom we had to deal were of a type with which we had not come into contact before. Their willingness to learn and their ability soon made it apparent to all that we should be prepared for overseas much sooner than expected. This was gratifying in the extreme for it made possible the rushing of work and the addition of long hours of instruction. This made our progress so marked, that I was constantly the recipi- ent of praise from other regimental commanders and from my brigade and divisional generals. I shall always feel that my motto of "Snap and Pep" did its full share, for on parade or in review, at drill, at the target range, or in camp, I could always look with pride at the work that was being done. The touches and flashes of real military bearing and training were becoming regularly more frequent. Colonel Aloe's Address 5 Thus in late October, 1918, we were prepared to leave our Training Camp and "Proceed without delay" to the Port of Embarkation. There was not a man who was not ready to go. There was not a man who was not trained up to the very high- est point that careful instruction and devotion to his duty could bring him. The men had stood the test of the influenza epidemic and the attendant quarantine with great credit to themselves and the Regiment for which they had grown to care. There was in all a determination to achieve success for the Twelfth, for as true Twelfth Infantrymen they said, "the Twelfth has always been great and we must keep it so. " It was simply the thing to be done and they were the ones to do it. We arrived at Camp Mills. Quarantine still hung to us like a plague, and though the temptations were many, the spirit of the Regiment was such that absence without leave and breaking quarantine were almost unknown. Our preparations for overseas went forward rapidly. Overseas equipment was issued, records checked, the advance and school cadres left for their ships and finally sailed away, and I was able to tell my commanding general that my Regiment was ready for depar- ture. Then came the nerve-racking period of postponements. Through the terrible uncertainty of what was going to happen, carrying with it the possibility of the defeat of our hopes, the men still held the same willingness to endure hardships, and they were many, that had always characterized the work of the Regiment. I shall ever be filled with a solemn feeling of gratitude to have commanded a regiment whose officers and men re- sponded to the duty imposed upon them so nobly. I shall always have the feeling that though denied our great desire for service with the Expeditionary Forces in France, we have done our part. We did not stay at home. We were kept at home. We did all that we could and have striven for the recognition 6 Twelfth U. S. Infantry that comes from service rendered. Who is there that can say that the Twelfth has failed to achieve success, and great success? Who can say that we are not deserving of the praise that has been given the Twelfth in the past, even unto Civil War days when they said of our predecessors, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant." To you, the officers and men of my Regiment, I can say without reservation, that you have served the Twelfth Infan- try well. You have added to its already glorious record, a chapter which will live long in the history of the Service, a chapter of unfulfilled desire, but of duty nobly done. Hail! Victors! (A TRIBUTE TO THE BOYS WHO WENT "OVER") SAVIORS of Humanity, We hail Thee! To You who have Gone Before us that the World might Live ! Fearless, dauntless like your Forefathers before You; cleaving the Darkness and clearing the Jungle; opening to the Paths of Civilization, the Impenetrable Swamps of Doubt; bridging the Yawning Chasm of Unbelief; rescuing the Mothers of Men that their Children might Carry On to Rejoice! We give Thanks! To You who have Saved Countless Thousands! Braving the Man-made-Hell which even God Himself Frowned to look upon; knowing no Hesitancy, dodging no Issue; laughing in the Face of Death and jesting with his Angel; giving Steel for Steel and with every Thrust driving Home a Message of Repentance; asking no Quarter but granting It; denying to Yourselves the Sweets of Existence that the Weaker might Live! We implore Blessings! Makers of World Democracy! Sacrificing Havens and Happiness, gazing into the Future of Darkness with Unper- turbed Calm; living and laughing on Beds of Thorns; scoffing at the Fantasy of Tribulation and grinning into Jaws of Molten Steel; forging Onward! Onward! where only the Ogre of 7 8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Death feared not to Stalk; giving All for Nothing only that the Voice of Liberty might Carol! We doff our Caps! To You who came not Home! Giving with a Smile the Life that Purity gave unto You; passing into the Great Beyond with a Murmur of Thanks that You had Lived to Die for the Cause; knowing that There amid the Frightful Carnage where Man met Beast waited the Grim Reaper; meeting him with the same Strength of Purpose with which you met the Invader; cheating him at Every Turn yet willing To Give when Your Work had been Done; facing Your God with a Clear Conscience, knowing that That for which You had Fought and Died had Not been Done in Vain! We offer Fervent Prayers! The History of the Twelfth THIS history of the Twelfth Infantry is not complete, we fear, for the years have been long since the original establishment of the Regiment. The oppor- tunities and incentives for the keeping of records have been few and much that is invaluable has been lost. But it is a task to which we may turn with a full sense of its greatness. To write the story of a Regiment whose work and whose success are so closely bound up with the military victories of our country is truly an opportunity and a privilege. The War of 1812, the Mexican War, the Civil War, the Indian Campaigns, the protection of the West, the Spanish- American War and the Campaign in Cuba, and the Philippine Insurrection, each have their chapter in the work of the Twelfth. Though denied the great desire of every man in the Regi- ment for service with the American Expeditionary Forces, still it can be said that the Twelfth contributed its share to the winning of the Great War. Of the officers who received their training in the Twelfth, many have commanded organizations in France. Thirteen hundred men trained in the Twelfth Infantry are serving with the Expeditionary Force in Siberia. Over one hundred non-commissioned officers were sent to train men in the National Army. These positive contribu- tions to the winning of the war entitle those of us who are now members of the Twelfth to feel that we have done our 9 io Twelfth U. S. Infantry share in this war, although not in any degree as great a share as we sought to play. Of each of these episodes in the life of the Regiment we shall speak in more detail in their proper order, offering first a Prologue. At the close of the Revolutionary War relations between the United States and England were not in any degree The First as harmonious as those which exist to-day. War tion^i79&- loomed ominously on the horizon. The stage in 1800 Europe was being set for the Napoleonic Wars. It was a question as to whether England or France would be the country with which we should become engaged. Preparations for national defence were considered necessary. And as part of the preparation for the threatened danger, the Twelfth Infantry was organized in July of 1798. It soon became apparent that the crisis was over and after an unevent- ful life of a little over two years the Twelfth Infantry was mustered out in July, 1800. The first vital episode in the history of the Twelfth was in the War of 1812. At the time of the declaration of The First waTj j^e jg^ !8i2, the Regular Army of the United The* Wai- States numbered 6,744 officers and men. Congress of 1812 had some time prior to this made provision for an in- crease of the military forces to 35,000 men but this increase had never reached more than the paper stage. The Twelfth was provided for under the act of June 26, 1812, and was to be composed of ten companies of 103 men and 3 officers. In addition to this there was to be a field officers' staff section, and non-commissioned staff of 13 officers and men. The strength of the Regiment was to be 1073. It is very doubtful if the Regiment ever reached its full strength, for the conflicting conditions in the organization of the regular army and the militia for service in this war made the status of all regular regiments, which were organized for the emergency, rather uncertain. It is true that the Twelfth played a prom- H S History of the Twelfth n inent part in the campaign although doubtful whether it fought always as a regiment. The campaign of this war is properly divided into four parts. That in the West which covered the operations in Ohio and the attempted invasion of Canada from Detroit. The operations of the Niagara frontier The Campaigns with the battles which contemplated the entrance into Canada from the region of the Niagara River, the opera- tions of the North from Lake Champlain down the St. Law- rence River which had as a part of its objective the capture of Montreal. Last, and to many the most important, were the combined military and naval operations of Chesapeake Bay which culminated in the capture of Washington. In the first of these, the operations in the West, the Twelfth played no part. In the operations on the Niagara frontier the only engagement in which the Twelfth took part was that at Black Rock, New York, on November 28, 1812, where a successful engagement was fought against Black R ^ k> the English troops, the Twelfth being part of the attacking forces. Black Rock was one of the chain of forts near Buffalo and on the Niagara River. When we turn to the third phase of the campaign we find the Twelfth playing an important part. In 1813 the opera- tions on the Northern Frontier contemplated an attack on Montreal for which two separate forces I * to ? an * da in 1813 were organized. One under General Wilkinson was to start from the foot of Lake Ontario and go down the St. Lawrence River. The other under General Hampton was to cooperate from the foot of Lake Champlain. The Twelfth was a part of General Wilkinson's advance corps which started its descent of the St. Lawrence, meeting the British in position at Crystler's Field on the i ith of November. After an attack which lasted two hours and in which the advance corps' casualties 12 Twelfth U. S. Infantry were 338 killed and wounded, it was decided to abandon the campaign for the winter. The army of General Wilkin- son withdrew to the American shore and went into winter quarters. In 1814 there was a revival of the plan for the invasion of Canada, the Twelfth again taking part. General into Canada Wilkinson was in command of the forces. On the 3Oth of March he crossed the border and attacked the British at La Colle Mill. This attack failed and the troops withdrew to Plattsburg where in June another expedition in which the Twelfth participated was started against Odelltown in Lower Canada. This battle Miii was fought on July 3, 1814, and is the last men- tion of any participation by the Twelfth in the Campaigns of the North. In two battles in the campaign in the Chesapeake Bay region the Twelfth figured prominently, at Bladensburg, Maryland, August 23, 1814, and at Fort McHenry, TheCam-^ September 13, 1814. These battles were part of the Chesapeake campaign of the British which was a combined military and naval operation against the region of the Chesapeake Bay. A part of this campaign, it is well known, involved the capture and the burning of the City of Washing- ton. The Battle of Bladensburg was a futile attempt on the part of the Americans to prevent the Brit- ish reaching Washington. Had it not been for the presence of a few regular regiments, the American force would have been completely defeated. As it was, the superiority in numbers of the British over the trained men we had in the field was such that the raw troops, volunteers of but a few weeks' training, were unable to make up the difference and after a short and valiant defense the troops were forced to retire leaving the road to the Capital open. It will always be remembered by all who know the Regiment that it was part History of the Twelfth 13 of the honor of the Twelfth to have fought in the battle of Fort McHenry for here it was that the Na- Fort tional Anthem, The Star Spangled Banner, was writ- McHenry ten by Francis Scott Key. We cannot close this extremely brief account of the story of the Regiment without a commentary on the lack of records which make further details of the participation of the Twelfth impossible. The confusion resulting from the lack of a stabil- ized program of military legislation caused the part played by any particular unit to become almost submerged in the whole campaign and yet the fact that in three of the four phases of the general campaign the Twelfth participated is proof of its activity. It served well in victory and defeat and to its honor will be always present the fact that it served at the battle which gave the inspiration for the writing of the national anthem. With it ends a detached chapter in the history of the Regiment, detached because the peace-time army had at this time but eight infantry regiments. The Twelfth consolidated in May, 1815, with the I4th and 2Oth Infantries to form the 4th Infantry and this brings to a close the first episode. The War with Mexico opened in 1846. With the beginning of hostilities we find the Twelfth organized for the third time; this time under the Acts of February n, 1847, and ^gg^^jj March 3, 1847. It is interesting to note that this, Episode, the second episode in the history of the Twelfth The War T , . ., ... with Mexico Infantry again contemplated service on foreign soil. As in the War of 1812 two of the Twelfth's cam- paigns carried the regimental colors into Canada, so here they were to be carried into Mexico, finally reaching the capital when Mexico City fell before the forces of General Scott. The organization having been completed, the Regiment was assigned to General Pierce's Brigade. This later formed 14 Twelfth U. S. Infantry part of General Gideon J. Pillow's Division and left to join General Winfield Scott who was at that time in Mexico. The departure took place in June, 1847. In the five weeks Twelfth which followed, until the expedition reached Scott, joins Gen- four engagements were fought. These were at Na- tional Bridge, Paso de Ovejas, again at National Bridge, and at Plan del Rio. General Pierce's Bri- gade joined Winfield Scott at Pueblo on the ninth of August in 1847. Two days before this, General Scott, knowing of the ap- proach of reinforcements, resumed his march on Mexico City. At this time General Pierce's Brigade consisted of the Ninth, Twelfth, and Fifteenth Infantry regiments. It participated in the march toward Mexico City. On August iQth, when this march was held up at Contreres, a battle ensued which is notable for its brilliance and for the part which the Twelfth played, both in the engagement and in the pursuit of the defeated enemy. The Battle of Contreres was an enveloping movement of the Mexican forces then holding a fortified position. The City of Contreres occupies a commanding position on the road to Mexico City. It is in itself a natural fortress and would unquestionably require the assistance of artillery to accomplish its occupation. The main element was an envelopment by two brigades with a frontal attack on the Mexican position by the Ninth and the Twelfth Infantries. The following extract describes the part of the Twelfth: ;i Valencia, the Mexican Commander, endeavored in vain to crush the persistent advance, with his overwhelming and superior volume of fire, but with no apparent success until the line had advanced to within two hundred and fifty yards of his batteries. Colonel Ransome was forced to halt to allow General Smith with the artillery an opportunity to close in in rear, and as General Smith closed in Captain Wood with the Twelfth Infantry charged the front of the Mexican position. The battle was won. The Mexicans fled. " History of the Twelfth 15 Colonel Bonham, commanding the Twelfth, was disabled in the fight and the command fell to Captain Wood of "C" Company who led the charge and the pursuit which followed. General Smith's Brigade, which supported the attacking line, was composed of the First Artillery, Third Infantry, and the Rifle Regiment. The pursuit of the retreating Mexican force was taken up by four companies of the Twelfth with Captain Wood in command. These companies were B, C, H, and K. _ San Antonio After defeating the Mexicans again at San Antonio, they drove them on the following day, August 2Oth, beyond the village of Churubusco and into Tete du Pont, thus causing a detour of the key fortification southeast of Mexico City known as Tte du Pont, and allowing the enemy to seek shelter with a force of seven thousand Mexicans, four Pont thousand infantry and three thousand cavalry, under Santa Ana. This force was the ' ' flower of the Mexican Army. " When Valencia arrived at this place of safety he turned upon his pursuers and opened fire, and the four companies from our Regiment, despite the fact that they were tired and battle- worn, despite the fact that they were outnumbered by such tremendous odds, held back the enemy for one-half hour until reinforcements arrived. After this victory General Scott offered an armistice which was accepted on August 23, 1847. After the fighting started again on September yth, our Regiment was garrisoned at Mixcano. It had in truth borne the brunt of the fire of the attack, was depleted in numbers, and saw no further action. However, on September I4th, when the Mexi- cans surrendered their capital and General Scott made his triumphant entry into Mexico City, he asked that the entire Regiment join him in order to par- Entf y ^to ticipate in the ceremony. The object of the cam- City paign having been attained and a successful peace concluded, the Regiment was mustered out June 8, 1848. i6 Twelfth U. S. Infantry The next reorganization of the Regiment was provided for by personal decree of President Lincoln on May 4, Episode"* l86l- ^is * s *ke rea * beginning f continuous ser- The Cmi vice for our organization. War, 1861- ^ Q Regiment was organized at Fort Hamilton in New York harbor. On March 5, 1 862 , it was moved to Washington, D. C. and attached to Brigadier General Sykes's Brigade as a part of the Army of the Potomac. The Army of the Potomac then moved to Hampton Roads With the to start - ts marc h U p the Virginia Peninsula. The Army of the Potomac first campaign on the Peninsula was at Yorktown, and lasted from April 5th to May 4th. General McClellan was in command of the army which disembarked at Fortress Monroe and marched up the Peninsula without im- pediment until it reached the Warwick River near the fortified town of Yorktown. The Union Army prepared to lay siege to the town and actually stayed there a month making preparation. The position of the Twelth was directly in front of York- town, our men during this period drilling, building roads, trenches, and doing guard duty. After a month of preparation our army awoke to find that the Confederates had decided to evacuate the city. They then marched up before Richmond where they stayed seven days, from June 26th to July 2, 1862. Here again our Regiment was in the exact center of ^ u n j on f orce) being located at Gaines's Mill under the leadership of Major Clitz. Lee apparently decided at that time to destroy the Army of the Potomac. His plan of attack evidently was to cut through the middle, break the army in two, roll back one flank to one side, and after its destruction, to turn to the other flank. The Twelfth was outnumbered two to one by the Confederates. As was perfectly consistent with his plan, Lee's first point of attack was the center. He made repeated efforts to break the The colors Three of the Twelfth's Civil War Veterans Harry M. Sherman Private Company " G" William Cassidy Private Company "H" Clark A. Crum Sergeant Company "F History of the Twelfth 17 line but the men of our Regiment held like steel, Lee was forced to give up his campaign and the Army of the Potomac was saved. "Of all the battles of the Civil War that of Gaines's Mill stands out most prominently in the history of the Twelfth Infantry. It was the Regiment's first battle and, due to its conspicuous part in bearing the burden of the Confederate attacks on the right center of the 5th Corps and being con- fronted by twice its numerical strength and without breast- works, holding every inch of its ground for over six hours, it earned the praise of those who recognized its real fighting ability." On June 3Oth, Lee attacked at Malvern Hill. The Twelfth with the Fourteenth Infantry in a charge turned the tide in this battle. Lee, after firing a few desul- tory shots, retreated and abandoned his attempt to destroy the Army of the Potomac. The Battle of Cedar Mountain was the first engagement of the new campaign. In this two battalions of our Regiment and two companies of the Eighth Infantry opened the battle, being chosen by the general to cover the c ^ front advance of the division. The fighting qualities displayed by our men at that time brought forth the fol- lowing praise from General T. M. Anderson: "Their part, I have occasion to know, excited the admiration of the enemy. They fought in a way that convinced him they were regulars." One of the members of Company "H, " Corporal John Younger, was awarded a medal of honor for bravery during this battle. Through a mistake the Regiment's own batteries in the rear were subjecting it to fire. Younger was sent back to warn the batteries and though badly wounded he rushed in between the guns and delivered the message. After this engagement, Pope drew up his army and prepared i8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry for the Second Battle of Bull Run. Once again we find our Regiment holding the center of the line. Many attacks were lodged against it but were easily repulsed. However, Second both flanks gave way, and in order to avoid becoming Battle or Bull Run hemmed in, it became necessary to retreat. At this time Lee decided again to take the offen- sive and capture Maryland. McClellan saw that the best method of defense against this attack would be an offensive, so he met the enemy at Antietam. The battle lasted two days and was an extremely fierce struggle. Our Regiment again was in the center of the line holding positions for artillery. "The part of the Twelfth Infantry, while in front of the attack, was greatly in the support of the artillery and bearing liberally their share in the burden of holding the center of the line." No decision was gained by either side, but finally Lee withdrew, admitting a tactical defeat, gave up his ambition in the conquering of Maryland, and went back to Virginia. The Regiment was sent to Shepherdstown Ford on September iQth and stayed there until October 29th. At this time General Burnside was placed in command of the army and he decided to follow Lee into Virginia. The campaign with Burnside in Virginia opened the skir- mishes at Snickers Gap. In the movement toward Freder- icksburg the Twelfth Infantry led General Hooker's Fredericks- .. . . ., burg Division. They took part in the big battle of the second day and found themselves directly in line with the enemy's fire. "In this position, prone upon their faces and lying side by side with the dead in the battle of the day before, unable to eat or take a drink of water without drawing a fatal fire from the enemy, and unable to return this fire, the Twelfth Infantry and a brigade of recruits held the Confeder- ate Army in its earthworks for twelve hours during Sunday, December 14th, until relieved by the First Minnesota Infantry after dark." History of the Twelfth 19 On the following night Burnside decided to withdraw. The withdrawal was to be covered by Buchanan's Brigade of which the Twelfth was a part. The battalions of the Twelfth occu- pied the outskirts of the town and were the last to withdraw. Burnside then attempted without success to turn Lee's flank and the result was the famous "mud Bun f M e ^ march" in which the Twelfth participated. March" The attempt to outflank Lee was unsuccessful, and Burnside was forced to withdraw. The Twelfth then went into camp at Falmouth in Virginia for the winter. At Freder- icksburg on June 29, 1863, the Twelfth held the Germania plank road and with the defeat of the Union armies withdrew to the north. During the rout of the nth Corps at the Battle of Mineral Springs Run "Sykes's Division, with the Twelfth Infantry leading, was sent at the double- ^J^ quick to its assistance." At this time the Twelfth Run Infantry held the right of Sykes's Division, part of the 5th Corps. Lee then again decided on a northern campaign, this time having as his objective the State of Pennsylvania. He kept his right flank at Fredericksburg and extended his left in a fan-like way until it reached up into Pennsylvania. General Hooker decided to attack his right flank at Fredericksburg but those in higher command refused to permit such a course. General Hooker resigned and General Meade was then placed in command and led his army forth to give battle to _ . J Gettysburg the enemy at Gettysburg. The situation at Gettysburg was as follows: The Union Army occupied a hill known as Cemetery Hill. At their extreme left there were two hills, a larger one t The called Round Top and the smaller Little Round Top. thTRound These positions were taken over by the Twelfth In- Tops fantry on the second day and held throughout the remainder of the battle. The Confederate Army was located 20 Twelfth U. S. Infantry on another ridge known as Seminary Ridge, a few hundred yards away. The fight started on July 1st. During that day there were several attempts made to take Round Top ; some of them al- most succeeded, but during the second day, after the arrival of the Twelfth in those positions, the enemy discovered that capture of them was impossible and no further attempt was made. The battle continued until July 3d and on that day Lee decided to stake all upon a final charge, designating General Pickett to take Cemetery Hill. This charge was a failure; Lee retreated back to Williamsburg. The regiment took part in the pursuit of Lee to Virginia on July 24th, at which time the second battalion was sent to New York to quell draft riots and stayed in New Lee Retires York from August i6th to September I4th, then Virginia rejoining the army at Culpeper, Virginia, on Sep- tember 22d. That fall Meade and Lee conducted their campaign of maneuvers, having slight skirmishes at Bristow Station and Mine Run, the latter taking place from November 26th to November 30, 1863. Both generals were simply sparring for a hold and nothing was accomplished until they retired for the winter. During that winter the army was placed under command of General Grant and the next spring the vigorous policy of the capture of Richmond and Lee's army was adopted. Grant's policy was one of hitting hard blows one Virginia after another until the enemy was defeated. He had been able to defeat the Confederate leaders of the West with this policy and thought that the same would be effectual against Lee, but he misjudged his man and soon found himself in the Wilderness, the same forest in which Lee had bottled up Hooker. Grant gave battle on May 5th and it was fought for a whole day. No decision was reached other than a decision in Grant's History of the Twelfth 21 mind to change his policy. The Twelfth took part in this encounter but like all other regiments was unable to do any- thing because of the nature of the position. The Regi- ment went with Grant later in the Battle of Spottsyl- vania, on May 8th, and Grant was again defeated. Throughout the remainder of this summer it took part in a large number of skirmish battles, none of which were par- ticularly important. These battles were North Anna River, May 22d, Totopotomoy, May 28th, Cold Harbor, June ist, Petersburg, June i6th, Weldon Railroad, August i8th, Poplar Springs Church, September 29th, Boydton Road, October 27th. Finally on November 2d the Regiment was sent to New York, the first battalion to Elmira and the second battalion to Fort Hamilton, where they stayed until July, 1865, doing guard duty. The Regiment had been in actual service during the war for a period of over three years. The fourth episode in Twelfth Infantry nistory is the period of reconstruction and the winning of the West. Here no less than in the other phases of national The Fourth affairs the Twelfth played its part with the same in- ^j^ 30 ? 6 ' tense and extended participation that characterized the West its every effort since the time of its establishment. The close of the war saw the Twelfth returning to the scene of its former triumphs when it was stationed at Richmond, and from 1865 to 1869 it was near the defenses of Washington. Students of history will remember the extensive part that the units of the Regular Army played in the protection and development of the West in this period when the entire trend of movement of population was westward. The "Regulars" were known from one end of the country to the other in these new territories, as well they might be, for in no small degree was the success of the efforts of the settlers, hindered as they were by hostile Indians, due to these same "Regulars." 22 Twelfth U. S. Infantry This period also brings into existence a new phase of Twelfth Infantry life and the organization of the Regiment. The nature of the regimental duties was such that Period of large units were not required. The company as a L pt unit would suffice, and so during this time there oc- curred, as will be seen from the record, a great separa- tion and distribution of companies throughout the length and breadth of the Western Territory. As a natural result of this there grew up a great spirit of company rivalry, and many and long are the descriptions of the meetings of two or more com- panies, after long periods of separation in both time and dis- tance, when the coming of the paymaster and the willingly admitted need of not inconveniencing that worthy gentleman, meant an assembling of units. At this time there was in the Twelfth, as was common among many of the Regular Army regiments, a decided tendency toward the centralization in one company of men of one nationality and this readily tended to an increase in the company pride and feeling. The officers were just as proud of their individual companies as the men and would fight just as long orally and physically as any man would, and tradition tells us that both forms of encounter occurred. This was the period of the Indian Campaigns. The con- ditions under which they were fought, with frontier posts as bases of operations, in difficult country, and against an enemy that was an acknowledged master at the Campaigns particular art of traveling required, made them difficult, and when successful, a noteworthy achievement. Marches whose length was regulated not by map distance or schedules of movement were frequent. Water was the rul- ing consideration, and well it might be, in country such as that through which they fought. A day's march was the dis- tance from one water hole to another, be the distance fifteen or forty miles, often the latter. In 1873, "B" Company built the telegraph line extending Presidio of San Francisco First aid at Fine Arts Palace Schumann-Heink sings in the grove Brick barracks at main post Main parade and post headquarters San Francisco, California Off for the Liberty Loan Parade A corner in God's country All aboard for Camp Fremont Parading up Market Street History of the Twelfth 23 from Yuma to San Diego and in the same year "E" and "G" Companies fought a campaign against the Modoc Indians in northeastern California. Two years later found " C " and " F " Companies fighting Indians in Nevada. In 1877 four com- panies of the Twelfth, "B," "C," "D," and "F," fought in the Nez Perces Campaign. At the completion of the campaign "C" Company went from Idaho to Angel Island, California. The route followed was down the Missouri River to Omaha and then by rail to the Pacific Coast. The year of 1878 is a notable one in the history of Indian Wars. It was in this year that the extensive campaign of the Bannock War occurred. The field in which the activities of these Indians were carried out was Oregon and Idaho. Five companies of the Twelfth Infantry "B," "C," "D," "F," and "K," took part in the campaign. Three years later the Regiment was in Arizona, this time fighting Apaches. "D" Company in this year saved Fort Apache. In this brief statement of the activities in which the Twelfth participated it must be remem- campaigns bered that the companies were small. The hard- ships were many and the character of fighting such as to show the true ability and worth of the soldiers engaged. Records show that wherever the Twelfth Infantry took part, their work was well done. In the campaign against the Modocs of California in 1873, part of the expedition came from the Coast Artillery troops in San Francisco and had it not been for the splendid rp work of the Twelfth Infantry in covering the tactical ,. . Modocs in blunders made by the leader of the expedition it California is doubtful if any would have returned to tell the tale. In 1882 the Regiment went to New York State. This is probably the first time in ten years that the Regiment was together as such. A period of garrison life followed with no 24 Twelfth U. S. Infantry events of particular importance, save that "E" Company in 1885 attended the funeral of General Grant as a guard of honor. In 1890 we find the Twelfth again on an Indian Campaign, this time against Sitting Bull. Three companies "A," "B," and "C" were patrolling the Brule Reservation and "A," "G," and "H," Companies took active part in the campaign to arrest him. In 1891, "E" Company again acted as the guard of honor at the funeral of a great general, this time Gen- eral Sherman at St. Louis, and in the following year "E" Company formed the guard at the Columbian Exposition in Chicago. 1894 found "G" Company doing patrol duty in Indian Ter- ritory and at the same time " E " Company was on duty in the City of Chicago during the great railroad strike of that year. 1 895 found the entire Regiment assembled to garrison at Fort Niobrara, Nebraska. In this period the Regiment consisted of two battalions. The companies were seldom if ever at the authorized strength of sixty-five men. The nature of the work, while difficult, did not call for large numbers and so at the close of this period the Twelfth Infantry bore little resemblance to the Regiment which we find playing a decisive part in the Spanish-American War. On the I9th of April, 1898, the Twelfth Infantry went to The Fifth Chickamauga Park in Georgia. This was a mobiliza- Episode. tion camp for embarkation for Cuban service. At The Span- this time the third battalion was organized. In the Lan War, process of organization the third battalion received 1898 the name "MILKing the Regiment." The reason is apparent for companies "I," "K," "L," and "M" The Twelfth were the new children brought into existence. The Twelfth was in General Chaffee's Third Bri- gade, sailed for Cuba June 14, 1898, and landed six days later. One of the purposes of the campaign in Cuba was History of the Twelfth 25 to capture Santiago. They landed in southern Cuba. The plan of attack was to go up through the mountainous regions and attack Santiago from the East. The Spaniards put up a slight resistance at Guascama on July 25th but were soon repulsed and retreated back towards Santiago, so our force advanced upon the city. The two principal defenses were forts at San Juan Hill, which was in a direct line in front of the city, and El Caney, which was about four and a half miles northeast of San Juan Hill. The plan was to attack both of these at the same time. The principal fort was at San Juan Hill. It was thought that El Caney could be captured in a couple of hours and it would be pos- sible for the troops used there to then turn and aid the others in the attack upon San Juan. By this time the men of the Regiment had become accus- tomed to life in Cuba. They had been compelled, probably unnecessarily, to undergo numbers of hardships since the time they had arrived on the island. The great- est hardship was the lack of tobacco. They had left the ship with orders to take rations sufficient to last three days. They landed in a wild country and their supply was soon depleted. They had wondered at first where they were going to take a bath in this country. There seemed to be nothing but mud and dirty water, but they soon found they could very easily emulate the example set for them by the natives and take one of nature's own baths, the only necessary thing being to take off their clothes and go outside. It was always raining a warm steady rain and they soon followed the native custom of tak- ing their baths with water supplied directly from the heavens. On June 28th, 29th, 3Oth, the Regiment was put to work with picks, shovels, and brushes repairing roads. The mud was deep and sticky and the men were very glad when the order came for them to move on and take part in actual combat. 26 Twelfth U. S. Infantry On July ist the force divided itself, one part starting the attack against San Juan and the other part with General ChafTee's brigade composed of the Twelfth and other El Caney infantries led the way towards El Caney. It was expected that the battle would only last a couple of hours and that victory would easily be won, but they reckoned not with the fighting efficiency and bravery of their enemy. Every man who fought with the Regiment at that time could not too loudly sing praises of the foe. At six in the morning the artillery started its bombardment. The infantry laid in the grass for two hours doing nothing; at 8 o'clock, however, they attempted to move forward. Suddenly from out of the hill as from out of the ground itself there came a volley of fire that absolutely stopped their pro- gress. They could not see the enemy, they could not protect themselves, they could neither move backward nor forward, they were compelled to lay in the grass protected only by small slopes in the hill, absolutely helpless. One member of the Regiment told in an interesting manner the adventures of that day, of the feeling of fear that came over the men seeing this line of fire come down upon them. He said that the first volley lit about one hundred feet ahead. Grad- ually as the targets were changed it came closer and closer. They could see the bullets raising the dust in front of them. He described the sensation of watching death approach being absolutely helpless without a possibility of defending himself. He said it was not the fear of death or of injury that struck them but simply their inability to help themselves. If they had been allowed to get up and fight they would be only too glad, but he said that this sensation of being compelled to lie there and permit death to come upon them without putting up a fight brought on a sensation that was too unpleasant to describe. The battle went on all day long and it was not until late History of the Twelfth 27 in the afternoon that the officers in command decided to attempt to storm the hill. The center of the enemy's strength was in a blockhouse on top of the hill and at 3 o'clock in the afternoon the Twelfth Infantry was ordered forward to attempt to capture it. After their day of slaughter at the foot of the hill with their numbers very much depleted, the men of the Regiment were only too anxious to make this charge and the order was no sooner given than the men were up surging for- ward upon this fort. The national colors were carried to the roof of the building by Private Joseph E. Abele of U E" Com- pany. He remained there waving them as a sign of victory until ordered down. It was not until 7:30 in the evening that the battle was finally concluded. The men were tired and hungry, having had no opportunity to eat during the entire day. They felt that their part of the victory had been completed and they wanted to rest, but the order came for them to move on to San Juan. They were compelled to march receiving nothing but coffee until 1 1 130. It seems that the other force at San Juan had also been meeting with difficulties and General Chaff ee's Brigade was ordered there to render them assistance. The Regiment was placed upon the left of the American force. This position also was upon a hill. The special ob- jective was a fort on the top of the hill. The only approach to the position where the Regiment was supposed to start its attack was a narrow road which was subject to enemy fire, and our Regiment has been repeatedly praised by the officers in higher command for the bravery and soldierly manner in which the men went into the battle line. A brigadier-general in command in speaking of this, says: "In spite of confusing conditions the formations were effected without hesitation. Although under stinging fire, companies rushed through the jungle, across the streams knee-deep, over the river bottom thickly set with barb-wire entanglements." 28 Twelfth U. S. Infantry The particular task to which the Twelfth was assigned was that of turning the enemy's right flank and this feat was ac- complished by the regiments in the brigade in a manner best described by the following official report: "General Hawkins deemed it possible to turn the enemy's right at Fort San Juan, but later under heavy fire this was found to be inadvisable for the First Brigade, but this was accomplished by the Third Bri- gade composed of the Twelfth, Seventh, and Seventeenth In- fantries coming up on General Hawkins's left." The battle lasted two days. Our Regiment was in it and fighting at all times, but because of its depleted condition was not given the opportunity of making the final charge. It was in the front line fighting bravely and courageously throughout, bearing its full share of the burden. In fact, so depleted was the Regiment after these two encounters that it was kept there guarding the road between El Caney and Santiago and stayed there until the I4th of July when the city surrendered to the American force. The Regiment then went forward to partici- pate in the ceremonies. The order which sent the Twelfth to the Philippines gave no indication of the nature of the work to be done. Officers of the Regiment, knowing the Philippine situation, The Sixth were surprised to receive an order "To prepare for Episode. g arr i son d u t y in the Philippines. " " Officers and men Philippines are encouraged to take their families with them." On the 1 2th of March, 1899, the Regiment left New York for the Philippine Islands by way of the Suez Canal and the Indian Ocean. The trip lasted thirty-two days and the arrival at Manila occurred on April I4th. With the characteristic vigor which had always marked the operations of the Twelfth, the Regiment participated actively in the campaign about the City of Manila and in the guerrilla warfare in various parts of the Island of Luzon. One con- siderable battle was the work of the Twelfth and the Twelfth History of the Twelfth 29 alone. It was an action against a guerrilla force in numbers. The enemy occupied a naturally strategic position from which they were able to withstand a determined and vigorous attack, but as one of our officers expressed it, "They could not shoot," with the result that an enveloping movement of both flanks and a combined frontal attack were possible. The movement was a brilliant success. The enemy resistance was broken instantly and a large part of the force captured or disabled. In 1900 the First Battalion went to the Island of Samar where a campaign, successful as before, was carried out, and in 1902 the Regiment returned to the United States. Another journey to the Philippines took place in 1904. The Regiment was stationed on the Island of Luzon and the following year sent four companies, two from the First Battalion and Companies ' ' K " and " L, " to the Island of Samar on a scout- ing expedition against a threatened guerrilla uprising. In 1906 the Regiment returned again to the United States. In recent years the Twelfth has been a California regiment. Its stations were the Presidios of Monterey and San Francisco. When the Mexican border mobilization seventh was ordered the Twelfth went to Nogales, Arizona, Episode. Recent Years in the vicinity of which place it served for more than three years. In November, 1915, a successful en- gagement occurred against the Mexicans at Nogales, Ari- zona. In this engagement Stephen Little of "K" Company was killed and the camp of the Twelfth Infantry was there- after known as Camp Stephen Little. During the engagement the Twelfth was commanded by Colonel Sage, a distinguished officer of the army who had been decorated with the medal of honor for distinguished bravery in action. Colonel Sage was later made a major- general in the National Army. Shortly after the outbreak of war between Germany and the United States the Twelfth was returned to San Francisco. 30 Twelfth U. S. Infantry On the ist of June, 1917, it was divided and two new regiments were formed. These were the Sixty-Second and Sixty-third In- fantries. One of these, the Sixty-second, formed part of the Fifteenth Infantry Brigade with the Twelfth to which organiza- tion our Regiment was assigned in the new army for service overseas. With high hopes of early service and an earnest determina- tion on the part of everyone to master the fundamentals of tactics and discipline, the Twelfth Infantry left for Camp Fremont in January, 1918. Two months pre- ThePrepa- vious a large number of non-commissioned officers ration for j ia( ^ |- )een sen ^ O fa e National Army divisions for France training purposes and this deprived the Regiment of an essential part of its strength. However, at Camp Fremont, it was thought that the opportunity for training and the chance of overseas service in the near future would over- come the loss. Few men who served with the Twelfth during the ten months which followed, before our departure for overseas ac- tually occurred, can fail to realize the great difficulties that were overcome. It seemed as if the 8th Division Regular were doomed to a life of disappointment and despair. There were eight changes of commanding generals, and the men to fill the division to war strength were slow in coming. The first con- tingent arrived in May. With an eagerness that was un- limited and exceeded only by the desire of the recruits to learn, an intensive training period started. August found the Division ready to go. General Graves was in command and had been Assistant Chief of Staff in Washington. Everything looked as if our hopes would be realized and realized soon ; but Dame Rumor with her charac- teristic lack of consideration for the desires of everyone and everything soon began to make her presence known. General Graves disappeared. It was rumored that "Secretary Baker Camp Fremont, California Division Head- quarters Head- quarters Com- pany Street Supply road, mess halls, and officers' tents A corner in camp In the Course of Training Will we ever learn? A lecture Siberian Expedition says "Farewell" According to regulations " Full Field and Ready to Go ' History of the Twelfth 31 is in Kansas City"; that "the transportation clerk in the Quartermaster's office issued a transportation request for two officers to go to Kansas City." "The Thomas did not leave the transport docks on her August trip. " What did it mean? Where were we going? Many of the wiser heads talked of the accumulation of ships in San Fran- cisco Harbor and expressed the firm conviction that it meant a trip through the canal to France. When e nan Force the blow fell finally it was staggering. The Division was not going anywhere. Instead we were to furnish some 5,000 men and a few officers for replacement troops, destina- tion unknown. The return of General Graves and the official announcement from Washington cleared the situation: "Par- ticipation in Expeditionary Forces in Siberia has been deter- mined upon and Major-General Graves, commanding 8th Divi- sion Regular, is designated as Commander-in-Chief of the American Expeditionary Forces in Siberia." When our men had finally gone and we realized that eight months had passed since our arrival at Camp Fremont and that the opportunity for service overseas was as far from realization as it had been from the day of our arrival, the situa- tion indeed looked black but with a steadfastness of purpose and a determination to achieve success because it was the thing to be done, we took up again the task of intensive train- ing. One thing was in our favor. The long period of training that we had gone through served to lay in those who remained the foundation of discipline and the fundamental of tactics which made us capable of instructing and instructing well. The men that came to fill the gaps left by the Siberian transfers responded nobly and within sixty days from their arrival at Camp Fremont had reached a point in discipline and training where the commanding general felt Cam himself justified in announcing that we were ready to depart. The departure took place the third week in 32 Twelfth U. S. Infantry October and the Twelfth arrived at Camp Mills on the ist of November. We were at last under the jurisdiction of the commanding general of the Port of Embarkation, that mysterious officer whose circulars and instructions had played such an important part in the last five months of our military career, and we felt indeed that our goal had been reached. Eight days before the signing of the armistice the final blow to our hopes and desires fell. The train commanders of the Twelfth were assembled in the office of the Camp Liaison Officer to receive their instructions for the movement to the troop ships. The colonel and the regimental staff were al- ready aboard ship and our baggage had gone. The Liaison Officer came out of the camp commander's office and an- nounced, "The movement is postponed twenty-four hours." The next day we heard the same thing, "The movement is postponed twenty-four hours." On the 5th of November the movement was postponed forty-eight hours and the following day at noon, shortly after the announcement of the capture of the city of Sedan, we were told that the movement had been postponed indefinitely. This is written at Camp Stuart, Virginia, at the Port of Embarkation at Newport News, with the sight of troops re- The turning by thousands from service overseas. We of the Twelfth cannot help but feel that a great privilege which we desired and worked for has been denied us. We feel without bitterness and resentment that we must learn the mean- ing of the oft-repeated phrase, "They also serve who only stand and wait." To have had the opportunity to serve with the American Expeditionary Forces in France was the ideal and ultimate aim of every man in the Regiment. Without the least feeling of extra confidence of what we might have done had it been possible for us to go overseas, it was, nevertheless, our desire for such service. History of the Twelfth 33 There shall always be the feeling with every man whose privilege and honor it has been to serve in the Regiment that each has done his part. Had fortune been with us, as many times it seemed against us, we would have been able to have maintained the traditions of the past. We would have had the Twelfth Infantry in France the same regiment in spirit and achievement that it has been through past wars. PRAYER Bitter, O Lord, the thought that we who would, Could take no battle's chance for liberty. For sacrifice we must in the great Cause, Since urgent in our veins there beats the call To spend our blood in this the world's high day. How gladly would we trade a hero's grave For our safe service on this tamer shore. Called "Halt" at ocean's brink, what can we pray? Accept our purpose, Master, as our deed. True ! Yet comes again the bitterness. Lord, give us strength and purpose by long strife And sacrifice as high and glorious To fight the serpents coiling in our land And make secure the gains our brothers won. Keeping Faith " Take up our quarrel with the foe; To you from failing hands we throw The torch be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die, We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields." THE great privilege of going Overseas was denied us. To others was given the glorious opportunity to grapple with the forces of Evil, to others was granted the right to battle for the sacred principles to which we dedi- cated our minds, our bodies, and our souls. It was not ours to traverse shell-plowed fields, to brave the perils of combat in the cruel light of star-shell, amid the pelting hail of shrapnel. Nor was it vouchsafed us to fall on gory field, our only dirge the roar of artillery and the shriek of projectile; not ours to lie beneath the lilies with the heroic dead long after the kindly years have healed the scars of to-day. All this was for those who went before us. It was their appointed work and they did it well. We revere our warrior kindred who rest beneath the sward in Flanders field. We glory in their deeds and we hallow their memory. As long as man shall live, the epic of the Marne, Verdun, and the Argonne will inspire the quill of poet and the brush of painter. To sing their praise were not enough. A greater task awaits us. We must carry on. Not in the tumult and carnage of battle as did our brave brothers, but in the furrowed fields 34 Keeping Faith 35 and busy marts of a land blessed by peace. Ours to hold aloft the brand which fell from their dying grasp; we must keep aglow the altar fires of Freedom and Democracy; we must guard well that heritage rendered thrice sacred by the blood ransom paid on Flanders field. A solemn trust, a stern obligation ours, to keep the faith with those who wrote in their own blood the most glorious anthem in the Psalter of Humanity. The American Woman " then God, the Master, called Love, the Artist, and giving her the magic pigment said: ' Paint a picture the Composite the American Woman!'" TWILIGHT fell o'er the corridors of the palace in the clouds. Far below the shepherd called to his flock. The Angel of Love looked down upon the peaceful scene and sighed. Many days had passed since Heaven could look down upon Earth and see peace. The Angel of Love gazed to where a little cottage nestled in the hollows. Over its thatched roof the vines reached for the skies. About it blossomed the new buds of spring. Amid the growth of the pretty garden sat a little old lady. She was white-haired and the lines of care showed about her eyes. She walked to the gate and looked down the tree-girdled road and then, as of oft, she sighed and went into the house. By the fireside she sat and knitted. Her fingers played idly with the yarn and the needles. Her head nodded she was asleep. Up the path there came a youth. He breathed the spirit of freedom. His step was firm; his body lithe. He softly opened the door to the cottage and stepped into the room. As he looked upon the sleeping form a big desire to crush it to his breast took hold of him, but he conquered it and quietly tip- toed to her. His fingers played upon the silken silvery hair and he swallowed the lump in his throat. Barely touching the 36 The American Woman 37 faded cheek with his lips, he whispered one word, "Mother!" And when the little old lady awakened she clasped her soldier boy in her arms. The Angel of Love turned away. She smiled but there was a tear drop in her eye. To the East looked the artist. There was a land of strife. The marks of carnage had not been erased and the fields cried out in remorse. Through the mire and the stench struggled thousands. They were toiling in the scars made upon the face of Mother Earth by the hands of man. Now and then, as they worked, they crowded into groups, laughing and shout- ing. Love looked more closely upon the scene and saw women laughing, joyous, happy women! They were passing out cakes wholesome looking morsels with holes in their centers to the eager reaching youths. The aroma of hot liquid rose on high, and the fast disappearing food attested to its goodness. But so fast as it went so much faster did other hands roll and cut, fry and sugar more. Who were these tireless toilers these daughters of Eve? The Artist looked again and saw upon their basket hats golden letters upon fields of crimson "Salvation!" The word formed upon her lips and she smiled, this time without the trace of tears. The Artist looked into the West. Huge ships were being made fast to their moorings. From below their decks came countless numbers, more and more, shivering with cold as they crowded down the narrow lanes into spacious buildings. But from these they soon emerged warm, happy, and smoking. The Angel looked beneath the roofs and saw women ! white clad women giving to each of the khaki clothed men cups of steaming hot liquid and pencils of paper clad tobacco. And with each gift was given a hand-clasp or a smile. Upon the caps of these women also was emblazoned an insignia a Red Cross upon a background of purest white. And so, as the Artist searched the four corners of the earth 38 Twelfth U. S. Infantry for inspiration, she saw women! Young and old, happy or sad but always toiling. Fingers that worked incessantly, lips that smiled always, words that cheered ever! As darkness enveloped the earth Love the Artist turned to her canvas. By starlight she sketched delicate traceries, lines of intricate skill. And when the moon peeped from be- hind the clouds the picture was ready for the brush. With deft strokes the artist carried on her work. It was a young face she painted there and yet it was not young, nor was it old ! About the eyes there were tiny wrinkles, and now and then a furrow of care. Yet, as one looked more closely the face was wreathed in smiles! The eyes were large and placid, of great depth and expression yet they narrowed and grew cold in silent contempt for suffering then softened and be- came calm again! The hair was golden, then black, only to change again with the light to silver or purest white! The hands were worn hands, hands with tapering fingers and beautiful surety of touch! The feet were shod feet, yet they were not shod! Feet blistered and aching, marred and mis- shapen by endless treading yet they were soft, and well- formed pretty and petite! The figure was clothed in silken garments, yet the silk turned to linen, the linen to khaki, the khaki to rags, the rags to draperies of purity ! So the Angel of Love worked in the moonlight. Upon the canvas she put a living figure that came from every walk in life. From every nook and cranny of the great country of democracy she gathered characteristic inspiration. No village too small, no hamlet too remote all gave some little helpful touch of color or feeling. For in every city, in every home was a woman a woman who worked. Who gave sometimes her all. None too young, none too old; all working, striving, suffering smiling, laughing, crying. And when the figure itself was finished the artist painted in a background of thank- ful manhood, clad in garments that had seen devastation and The American Woman 39 death; faces that had turned away from home to take the paths that must lead to freedom or annihilation faces that now smiled in gratitude. And then what must the picture be called? Into the myriads of letters that crossed the seas the Angel reached. At random, she drew out one and paint- ing upon the canvas its legend, she wrote: " and if it hadn't been for you, our women, who gave so willingly and worked so gladly, who cheered us when the days seemed dark and in- spired us when the dangers were terrible, we couldn't have gone on we'd never have 'gone thru!'" Your loving boy, The sun was rising in the East. The Angel of Love had etched the last touch of mastery upon the canvas, but, as the sun rose, it cast its radiant rays upon the picture and kissed a halo of sunbeams about the head. And when God, the Master, came to look upon the work of Love, his pupil, He said, "It is so like her that we shall keep it here, to cherish her memory forever in Heaven!" The Doughboys' Compliments to the Navy RECENTLY a song was published entitled, Give a Little Credit to the Navy. The boys who wear the olive drab do indeed give not "a little credit, " but immeasurable praise, to their comrades in blue. At no time in the history of the army and navy have the two been so closely united as during the past few years. There has been a closer friendship, mutual sympathy, and a clearer understanding than ever before. In days gone by it was not the vogue for sailors and soldiers to be seen together, much less to associate, but the recent war has changed previous customs, and has established a precedent, a new bond of affection and fraternity among men. It was the soldiers and marines who faced the leaden hail and the belching fire of the enemy and suffered the hardships and the treacherous bogs of Flanders mud. But don't forget, it was the sailors who landed our armies safely on foreign soil, and made victory possible. There has been little praise for the part the sailors played. Constantly exposed to the lurking submarines they were always on the job. The trip overseas was a gloomy voyage for the doughboy, to say the least. Depression over leaving home and friends, the squalid conditions, the cramped accommoda- tions for sleeping and eating, and seasickness, it was a hard experience, but through it all the sailors solaced the men and helped to create a spirit of optimism. On land or sea the same feeling has existed. Often a dough - 40 The Doughboys' Compliments to the Navy 41 boy, ort leave from his camp, unfamiliar with surroundings, and possibly a little worse for wear, has stumbled into a navy Y. M. C. A. or club. In every instance he has had a cordial welcome and has enjoyed every courtesy and privilege of the establishment. The enlisted men of the Twelfth Infantry express their deepest appreciation to their sailor friends, especially those in the vicinity of San Francisco Bay and of Hampton Roads, Virginia, for the courtesies extended them during their sojourn in these naval districts. To the Old Regular NEVER in the history of any nation has any organization been enlarged to such a degree as the United States Army during the present war. At the beginning of the war, our Regular Army consisted of 36,000 men. In a period of eighteen months its personnel was increased until it had reached the enormous figure of 3,000,000 men. That is, it increased itself 83 times. Raw recruits from every walk of life were brought into the army and made soldiers. A peaceful nation was created into a vast military machine. In the entire process there was at no time a sign of weakness, or any possibility that the great chain which was being forged possessed a weak link. The credit for this remarkable task must be given to those men to whom it is due, and while we are singing the praises of the youths who volunteered, while we are decorating the brows of our returning heroes with the laurels of victory, we must never for a moment forget the one man who made this victory possible, the old Regular Army soldier. The youth of our nation takes pride in the fact that when the call to battle came, he was willing to go. What deeper pride than that must the old soldier feel who, in the hour of our nation's need, was not only willing but also prepared to serve. Throughout the long course of months necessary in the training of our army, he performed his task without a murmur or complaint. The gruff old soldier has drilled recruits in every clime. No day was too hot, or storm too fierce to daunt 42 To the Old Regular 43 him. On the bayonet field, in the skirmish line, in close order drill, in the gas school, or on the road, his influence was ever evident. Statesmen may devise and Congress may pass selec- tive service laws for bringing into the service millions of citizens, but to finally mold these citizens into an efficient fighting machine depends, in its last analysis, upon the man who has already become a specialist in the stern art of war. His was the task to make of our private citizens real American soldiers who jest at hardship and never know defeat. By example and precept he was compelled to reconstruct the attitude and habits of the new charges to conform to military discipline and precision. As the world stood by amazed he accomplished this tremendous task. With the period of war just ended, with our success so recently burning in our ears, we are bewildered. We do not, we cannot, determine the one to whom the credit must be given. But in a few years hence when the story of this w r ar is written in the calm page of history and the heat and ardor of battle have cooled, those chroniclers of our military experiences will be compelled to recognize the deserving, and they will instill in the hearts of the American people an appreciation of these men who made it possible for our machine to emerge from its greatest crisis through a path of victory and honor. Nationalities WHEN war was first declared by the Allied nations few dreamed of the issues which were to become later involved in the great struggle for Democracy and the preservation of humanity. Little did the children of the mother countries living com- fortably amid peaceful pursuits in their new home here ever dream that they were about to be plunged into the most awful cataclysm of bloodshed and suffering that the world had ever seen. But, true to the principles on which the Allied nations had based their faith, ready to sacrifice their all, these off- springs of the nations uprose and swore their allegiance to the great cause. They were needed. Their country needed them, and they were quick to grasp the meaning of the terrible consequences, should the invader succeed. They were needed to save the homes of their kindred and loved ones. It was a fight for self- preservation and the cries of the mother lands rose loud above the din of battle for help against those who were trying to destroy civilization. Across the broad expanses these cries were heard by their sons far away in the land of freedom where they had gone to seek fortune, fame, and success, but always mindful of their love for the mother country, always ready to help the folks at home. But they were no longer living in their own countries. They were in a strange land, learning a foreign tongue; most 44 Nationalities 45 of them had sworn allegiance to the country which gave them their livelihood. They were Americans and their first duty was to America. And finally when America accepted the gage of battle, their chance had come. Fraternity, Democracy. They sound big. They are big, greater than we know. An army of three and a half millions of men was drawn from every race and nation, from every country within the known confines of the world. Three and a half millions, brothers, men willing to lay down their lives that freedom shall not perish from the earth. Red, white, black, or yellow, rich or poor, all Americans, eating together, sleeping together, working together, broke to- gether, ready to go to hell together; determined to do or die. There was the spirit that made the Republic possible; the spirit of the American Army. Banker or banker's son, baker or baker's son, when they put on the olive drab they are one. No ostentatious display of wealth. You're broke? That is all right, the other fellow has money. You're out of tobacco? Never mind, someone else has some. No place to go? Well, the other fellow will take you with him. That is camp life. They called Tony "Dago," "Wop"; he wears his Ser- geant's chevrons now, but we do not. We call him "Tony" still, but now we know his worth. "Dago" and "Wop" were in our rookie days. Charley the cook; we called him "Chink"; but that was in our rookie days, too. A wife, two children, and a business meant nothing to him when he heard the call to arms of his adopted land. "Chief" yes. He is an Indian, an American and a good one. A graduate of one of our State Agricultural Colleges. A big farm, standing crops he left, and yet you won't find a claim for exemption in his record. 46 Twelfth U. S. Infantry We have in one of the companies of our Regiment a Mexican, a would-be "conscientious objector." The fellows undertook to do a little missionary work and add the heathen unto the inheritance. He is a reformed man now, and a good soldier too. Danes, Norwegians, Swedes there are, too, representatives of the Scandinavian Triumvirate, lots of them, loyal sons, and good soldiers. With us are Bohemians, Dalmatians, men from the op- pressed provinces of the Central Powers; they were not citizens, they were not compelled to go to war. Citizens now and sol- diers, fighting beside their adopted brothers. They have seen the vision of Fraternity and Democracy. Guam, Hawaii, the Philippines, Porto Rico, and Samoa, our possessions of a decade have responded like those of a century. "The spell of the Yukon" is broken. The "Sourdoughs" have abandoned their sluice-boxes and pans to fight not for gold, but the golden light of Liberty. We see the stalwart sons of the South in the front ranks of our forces that the great fight which made them free should not have been fought in vain. They have all done their part, and by dint of hard labor, diligent attention to the task in hand, loyalty to the cause, and unceasing effort, have built a reputation for themselves that will be to their everlasting credit. No matter what national- ity, no matter what color, they were all for the cause and gave the best that was in them. After six months in the army we have learned to know our adopted brethren and to appreciate them. We have learned to know the other fellow, and his worth. By knowing them we have learned to know ourselves. Fraternity and De- mocracy are no longer merely words or ideas, but working principles, Americans All! WHEN war was declared against Germany the great machinery was set in motion that was to take men from peace-time pursuits, and make them into the greatest army that history has ever known. The world was dubious, Germany scoffed. To make over the boys of a peace- ful nation into warlike men was impossible, according to the German high command. Theoretically, they were right ! But practically, they were wrong, very wrong, as recent events have since proved. Had the enemy taken into consideration the thoughts and ideals of the American people and not merely their own psychological theories they might have come to a different conclusion, and history might have been written differently. But the same brains that conceived insidious propaganda, that regarded treaties as scraps of paper, that devastated homes and denied women, that sunk without trace, that fought with the weapons and the methods of barbarism, that made the name of Christianity a mockery to the heathen, those brains did not conceive the "spirit" and the inex- plainable something which lives in the breasts and the hearts of Americans. That is what broke the Prussian line at Chateau-Thierry ; that is what reduced the Saint Mihiel salient; that is what cleared the Argonne Forest; and that is what went through the Hindenburg line! Study the personnel of the regiment, and you will get an answer to that question. The American Army is composed of many brains, many bloods, and men of many countries. 47 48 Twelfth U. S. Infantry In the Personnel Department at Headquarters there are tiers and tiers of filing cases. These represent the elaborate yet concise system which the War Department has devised to tell instantaneously the material of which the regiment is composed. The filing cases contain cards, marked, lettered, and tabbed, notated, classified, and indexed. The cards tell each man's capabilities, his occupation, his birthplace, his antecedents, everything! By running a finger down the line of multi-colored tabs, covering various sections of the cards, it is possible to determine the evolution of the modern American soldier. Architect, actor, auto-mechanic, airplane expert, artist, or accountant! Baker, business-man, blacksmith, bricklayer, bacteriologist, boiler-maker! Carpenter, chemist, cooper, crane-man, concrete-worker, conductor! Doctor, dentist, draftsman, dairyman! Alphabetically, we have covered but four letters and picked at random only a few of the occupations that are noted there. Pages and pages could be written, which would contain nothing but a list of occupations. That is dry matter it seems! Certainly the average reader would find no more interest in it than the ordinary layman would find in chemistry. But when a good compound, or a wonderful article finds its way to the market everyone is interested in it. Uncle Sam had put into existence such a new article an article which is a revelation also. That article is THE AMERICAN SOLDIER. We can hardly conceive an undertaking that would level doctor and drayman, bacteriologist and butcher, teacher and tailor, lawyer and lineman! The thing is too great, even too sublime. But that is precisely what the American Army has done. As we go deeper into the matter, we find, now and then, a man who seems to have no place in this great army. For instance, Ice-cream Manufacturer! Ethnologist! Tentmaker! Motion-Picture Producer! Farm- land Appraiser ! Tree-Doctor ! Yet the army can use them all ! Americans All ! 49 The United States is a vast country, so vast, in fact, that the average kingdom can be lost in one of our States. Yet from every corner of our country, from every island and insular possession, came men, giving their all willingly and gladly and competing to see who would get the first Boche. There were those who came from other countries, from Galicia, Denmark, Belgium, Greece, Holland, Italy, France, Ireland, Canada, Australia, Sweden, Prussia, and even from Germany and Austria. These are just a few of the many countries repre- sented in the Twelfth and the* men are justly proud to be a part of its personnel. Yet, the more we think of these various elements, classes, clans, and creeds, the deeper do we become involved! Can we, how is it possible to take such a mixture and make a "crack regiment!" Ordinarily it would be a gigantic task, but not when we have the spirit, THE AMERICAN SPIRIT! It is with regret that we are denied the privilege of service overseas. We worked with zeal and fortitude. It was our privilege and our heritage to fight for the land that gave us birth ; those who could not claim American Nativity felt a free given joy in shouldering arms for the flag to which they swore allegiance. Still the gold chevron will never adorn the sleeves of the men of the Twelfth ! But in their hearts has been implanted as great a love for their fellow men, as if they had gone. Through no fault of theirs were they denied the right to shed life's blood. And, when they fade away into everyday life, when the magic "Twelfth" will be to them but a fond and cherished memory, they will know and tell that they became one in all and all in one, that they felt the quickening thrill of the "American Spirit." From the Crucible thus will emerge Americans, men in whose hearts there is the true understand- ing of The Stars and the Stripes, To-day, To-morrow, and Forever! "The Dirty Dozen" A WARM sun shone down on the beautiful Soldiers' Home in Washington/ D. C. Little gray squirrels raced over the lawns or crawled up the trouser legs of the veterans and begged for nuts. Seated on a bench were three soldiers of the old Twelfth Infantry. Snowy white, palsied with age, one of them blind, they were telling of the days when the Twelfth ripped open the Confederacy in that great campaign before Richmond. Fourscore years of life had not dimmed their memories of the great conflict. The battles and the life of the soldier came back to them as if it had all happened yesterday. The lapse of years has left these soldiers bent with age, but they are still the patriots that they were in the sixties. Uppermost in their minds was the present war. They wanted to go. It was hard to make them believe that they were too old for service. The will was there, but the muscles could not respond. When told that the Twelfth Infantry was still existent, their bosoms swelled and their faces were illumined with the fire of patriotism. The ardor of these men, who still treasure some of the stars from the battle-scarred flag of the Twelfth, was contagious. We were carried back a generation when they told of the days when the flag was fired on, when the call went through the North and youths dropped everything to rush to the defense of that flag, with only weeks of training, that the United States might be one nation, the exponent of democracy. There are eight members of the old Twelfth now in the so "The Dirty Dozen" 51 Home. They are: William Cassidy, Clark A. Crum, Edward Faron, William H. Krebs, Stephen McKenna, James B. Patter- son, Harry M. Sherman, and John Ellis. "The Dirty Dozen," they were called in those days, and history states that they could fight. The Twelfth was known from one end of the Union armies to the other. "We were a tough lot, " said one of the vets, "but we learned it giving the Johnnies hell." They were not backward in telling of the times when they were not victorious, when they were cut up and beaten by Lee. Weldon Railroad, Antietam, Cold Harbor, Poplar's Grove, and other battles furnish material for volumes on what the Twelfth did and how they were in at the end when Lee surrendered at Appomattox Court-House. William Cassidy, aged seventy- three, of Brooklyn, N. Y., enlisted at Fort Hamilton on March 8, 1864, and was assigned to Company H. General Warren commanded the Fifth Army Corps, and they saw some hard fighting in the closing year of the war. Cassidy lost two brothers and his father in the Civil War. "We didn't have the training you boys did, " said the veteran. "We had about one hundred men to a company, and after three or four weeks in the manual of arms, we were pronounced ready for the fray." "Remember that heifer that we ran down and then fought for the heart?" asked Cassidy of Bugler Harry Sherman. "Yes," answered Sherman, "that was pretty near as good as the time we robbed the bee hives and set the Regiment wild over clear honey." "You recall Sergeant Eidlemeyer?" "Sure. I saw him fall at Cold Harbor," said Cassidy. "He was about to give the forward command when a bullet pierced his heart and he fell without uttering a sound. A fine fellow was the sergeant." Another of the Twelfth, Clark A. Crum, Watson, N. Y., 52 Twelfth U. S. Infantry enlisted December 19, 1862, at Elmira, New York. He served until July in 1865. Crum recalls his Colonel as Major General Franklin whom he characterized as a fine officer. Crum was wounded slightly. He recalled vividly his ex- periences at Rappahannock Station, Mine Run, Wilderness, Laurel Hill and the battles before Richmond. He was with General McClellan in the Army of the Potomac and took part in the bloody battle of Antietam. "We whipped them there and should have won a decisive victory and ended the war," said Crum. "My Captain was W. S. Franklin, a very brave man." This soldier was a sergeant in Company F and was cited for bravery. The trio recalled the death of a brave man from the Twelfth, and the story has gone down in history. The wounded soldier asked to have his knapsack overhauled. "There is a picture in there which I would like to look at once more before I die. You will find it in my Bible, " he said. " My mother gave me this blessed Book the day I left home to join the army. It was her last gift. I promised to read it every day and I would like to have you write and tell her that I have kept my promise. Tell her that I have tried to do my duty to my country and my God. Write to my sister. She is a sweet girl I can see her now a bright-eyed, light-hearted, joyous creature. Oh, how she will miss me! Tell her to plant a rose bush in the garden and call it my rose, that little Eddie, when he grows up, may remember that his eldest brother died for his country. They live away up in Wisconsin." He took a photograph from the Bible. It was a picture of a dark-haired, black-eyed, fair-featured girl, and he gazed upon it till the tears rolled down his cheeks. He drew his brawny hand across his face and wiped them away, but the effort started the bright blood flowing in a fresher stream. "It is hard to part from her. She promised to be my wife when I came home from the war," he said, and touched it to "The Dirty Dozen" 53 his lips and gazed until his sight grew dim. He laid it with the Bible on his breast, his eyes closed, and the slowly heaving heart stood still. Harry M. Sherman, another of the Twelfth, saw service early in the war, having enlisted November 9, 1861, and serving until 1864. He was a bugler with "G" Company. He served under McClellan and relates interesting tales of how the Union soldiers passed up their rations of hard-tack and pork and foraged the country through which they were passing. Standing but five feet four inches, Sherman was often carried on the shoulders of his comrades when fording rivers. Bugler Sherman has lost his sight due to injuries received in the war. The old soldiers of the Twelfth are fast passing away. The time is not far distant when they and other veterans of the Civil War will have gone from this earth. Their places in the homes will be filled by the veterans of other wars, but the boys in blue will always remain beloved and dear to the hearts of the American. The Chaplains' Address to the Outgoing Men WELL, fellows, the job is finished for you now. You have stood your last formation and now you are headed home. Your army life will soon be a thing of memory and experience. And it hasn't been so bad at that, has it? You have found some bad and you have had a lot more good. And in the days to come you are going to remember the good more clearly than the bad. The months you spent with Uncle Sam are going to mean a lot in your life. Of course you will know how to do K. P. for the good wife in the kitchen ; how to put the parlor in order for visitors; how to build a gun rack for um- brellas in the hall ; how to keep the broom and rake handy near the front door. You will sell the bathtub and install a shower bath in the woodshed, build an incinerator instead of keeping a pig, and one thing I am sure you will do police the yard daily from the middle of the street in front to the middle of the alley behind. Teach the wife how to blow recall on the farm bugles will be cheap now that the war is over. Surely we, who were your Chaplains, are not going to forget this time together, and we are not going to forget you. We have had some great times together since we first came to old Fremont. Those friendly hours of leisure under the shade of the Chaplain's tent; the boxing and wrestling in the afternoon and the movie shows at night; the joyous sings when we were starting down the Long, Long Trail we knew not whither ; and above all, those services of song and prayer out under the open 54 The Chaplains' Address to the Outgoing Men 55 sky, where we got strength for the day's battle and joy for the day's work, and where we found the God whom Jesus knew as He tramped the roads of Galilee. We shall not soon forget those crowded days of quarantine at Fremont when we tried to look after things for you across the lines and when the confinement brought to all of us more knowledge of each other and more friendliness; nor the dis- appointments we shared at Camp Mills; nor the long days of work and waiting at Newport News, and the many conferences together over things at home. Nor will we forget the trips out to the rifle range at Fremont; the long days on the troop train, when we ate and read and marched out to parade before the Red Cross ladies ; nor the evenings on pass into New York ; nor the trip on the crowded transport. We have all gotten a lot out of our army life. There have been hard work and sacrifice and disappointment. Sure, it was not a holiday, but a war that we were preparing for. There have been friendliness and unselfishness and courage, too, and we have found the joy of duty done. And we go back stronger men. This must not be wasted. A new day is opening for our country, a day in which these lessons we have learned will be needed. You have done your duty this far in your country's greatest need. But your work is not finished. The work at home awaits you. The good people there wait to greet you and look to you for your help. We know you will go back to your part with appreciation of the spirit of self-control, of service and of brotherhood in which during these months you have learned a man should live; with a desire to help make our land rich and prosperous, just and merciful, and righteous in the sight of God; and with a faith in God's purposes and God's readiness to help. You still have the uniform on. Go back in the spirit of a soldier and carry yourself like a member of the Twelfth. 56 Twelfth U. S. Infantry We shall never forget you. We would have you never for- get us. There will be many times that we will think of the fine band of men who made up the Twelfth, and will be proud that we could work and serve with you. Go, and God speed you. May you find happiness at home and speedy success in some good work. Menlo Park, California King's Highway at camp corner K. C. Building and Liberty Theater General Views Over Camp Fremont Looking south toward Stanford University View from hill south of Alameda Road showing Twelfth Infantry tents in distance Corrals and hills south of camp where Eighth Division maneuvers were held The 8th Division To the Generals commanding our Division and our Brigade we owe a debt of sincere gratitude for their untiring efforts, in the face of numerous disappointing circumstances, to take the 8th Division overseas. The spirit of the Division through- out was a reflection of the example which they had set for their officers and men. The 8th Division was the last to reach the Port of Em- barkation at Camp Mills, New York, before the signing of the armistice. The Division was scheduled for immediate sailing but only a few of the units succeeded in reaching France. The following are the organizations which formed the 8th Division Regular: 8th Division Headquarters Detachment 1 5th Infantry Brigade 1 5th Infantry Brigade Headquarters Detachment 1 2th Infantry 626. Infantry 23d Machine Gun Battalion l6th Infantry Brigade 1 6th Infantry Brigade Headquarters Detachment 8th Infantry 1 3th Infantry 24th Machine Gun Battalion 8th Artillery Brigade. 8th Artillery Brigade Headquarters Detachment 2d Field Artillery 8 ist Field Artillery 83d Field Artillery 8th Trench Mortar Battery 3igth Engineers (Pioneers) 320th Field Signal Battalion ijth Mobile Pigeon Section 8th Train Headquarters and Military Police Sanitary Train Supply Train Ammunition Train Engineers Train 8th Headquarters Troop 22d Machine Gun Battalion Divisional 57 Two letters received by Colonel Aloe from Major-General Eli A. Helmick, Com- manding Eighth Division Regular, and Brigadier-General Hugh Johnson, Commanding Fifteenth Infantry Brigade. HEADQUARTERS BASE SECTION NO. 5, SERVICES OF SUPPLY UNITED STATES ARMY POST OFFICE No. 716 January 23, 1919. MY DEAR COLONEL: I am glad to have the opportunity to express my appreciation of the excellent work of the Twelfth Infantry at Camp Fremont while under my command. In spirit and go it was a leader amongst the organizations of the Division ; in drills and instruction it displayed an enthusiasm that made progress easy and rapid; in sanitation and order its Camp was a model. It was with keen regret that I learned this Regiment, together with others of the Division, had been retained in the States. I am sure had the opportunity come the Twelfth Infantry would have distinguished itself in the service of its country. ELI A. HELMICK, Major General, U. S. A., Commanding COLONEL ALFRED ALOE, Commanding Twelfth Infantry, U. S. A. WAR INDUSTRIES BOARD WASHINGTON January 23, 1919. COLONEL ALFRED ALOE, Commanding Officer, Twelfth U. S. Infantry, Camp Stuart, Newport News, Virginia. MY DEAR COLONEL ALOE : It is with regret that I learn that an order has been issued disintegrat- ing the 8th Division and the I5th Brigade as such. I have seen a great many organizations of the new army as well as of the old, and I have no hesitation in saying that I never saw troops that equalled the two Regi- ments of my Brigade the Twelfth and Sixty-second Infantry. 58 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 59 The men had been carefully selected for physical and mental qualifica- tions. They were mostly young men of a very high standard of intel- ligence and their training had been such that the state of discipline and the spirit of aggressiveness, loyalty, and patriotism left nothing to be desired. I saw them under the most discouraging conditions that could occur. After six weeks in quarantine at Camp Fremont, California, they were brought to New York for overseas embarkation and placed in a camp accessible to the city, but were again placed in quarantine and were kept in that camp for two weeks under the most miserable conditions of rain and cold without adequate facilities for their comfort. During that time a portion of them were placed aboard ships to achieve their ambition for foreign service. Due to a blunder they were removed from the transports and thus missed the last convoy that carried troops to France. At this juncture the armistice was signed and they were left in a condition of dis- appointment and suspense. During that time I never heard a grumble. The absences without leave were almost nil. There was no slackening in the vigor and spirit of their drill, of their attitude toward their supe- riors, or of the zest with which they did their work. In my opinion there could be no more severe test of the morale of an organization short of actual combat, and certainly no organization could have gone through such a test with a better record. With very few exceptions which were promptly eliminated, the officers were of a very high type, but what I- have said of the men whom they trained is praise enough for them, much as they deserve praise. It is impossible for me to make any discrimination as between the two regiments. I can say sincerely that I often tried, in my private mind to do so and never quite succeeded. In some things one excelled, but the excellence was in every case balanced by some excellence of the other. They were both splendid. Very truly yours, HUGH JOHNSON. Brigadier General, U S. A. 60 Twelfth U. S. Infantry HOME Far beyond the distant Rockies Where the sun goes down to rest, There my thoughts are ever straying To the land I love the best. There are miles that lie between us, Still it seems that you are near, So my thoughts go drifting backward Back to home and you, My Dear. When the night with all its shadows, Beckons forth the silver moon, Then I think of home and loved ones, And the welcome coming soon. Now my work is nearly over, The happy day is very near ; Till I come, my thoughts will travel Back to home and you, My Dear. Thoughts that travel ever westward Toward the setting of the sun, Where the Mighty Ocean surges On the Coast of Washington. While as yet my duty keeps me, I'll be coming, never fear, All my thoughts turn one direction Back to home and you, My Dear. I've seen the Nation's fairest cities, I've seen her fields of waving grain, I've watched the golden sun a-sinking Down beneath the rolling plain. I've viewed the wonders of Niagara, The broad Atlantic's water clear, But glad the day when I'm returning Back to home and you, My Dear. Twelfth U. S. Infantry 61 FOR LIBERTY He was summoned in the Army Draft, To go and try to be, A Soldier for his Uncle Sam, And fight for Liberty. He hit the Camp with spirits high, And vowed he'd make them see, That he was good material, To fight for Liberty. They took his name and tagged him, And asked his history, Examined him to find if he Could fight for Liberty. They shot him in the arm three times, Which had the tendency To put him out of sorts a bit. 'Twas all for Liberty. The uniform and shoes he drew Were twice as big as he. His hat pulled down upon his ears 'Twas all for Liberty. With hair cut short his ears looked long, A funny sight was he. This Rook was now complete to go And fight for Liberty. From 6 A. M. till late at night, They drilled him steadily. For three long months he labored, Just why? For Liberty. He hit an eastern port one day To ship for oversea. The Kaiser heard him coming, And gave in to Liberty. 62 Twelfth U. S. Infantry His efforts now seemed all in vain And yet Democracy Had won the fight ; and all because Of millions such as he. LA FAYETTE In our Infancy, ere we were free, And blessed with righteous liberty Your vast and comprehensive soul Impelled your spirit brave and bold, To stake your all in sympathy For fellow men across the sea. Heart and hand and soul you gave From Hessian hordes our land to save, Gallantly you joined the strife, Proudly risking your brave life, Till liberty was rung afar, And every state a glowing star. In history you won a place Beside the heroes of our race, But 'twas for latter years to prove The uttered tributes of our love Not idle mouthings soon forgot Or ecstacy of passion hot. The essence of this self -same foe, Oppressors of the meek and low Your country fast was laying waste Till Yankee armies came with haste And paid in full the lasting debt To you, our friend, brave La Fayette. The Presidio of San Francisco SCARLET and orange-dappled hillsides, fragrant with the scent of cypress and eucalyptus, the blue waters of San Francisco Bay, and the exhilarating tang of the salt sea air greeted the Twelfth Infantry when it came to the Presidio in May, 1917. Upon leaving the adobe shacks of Nogalez and the parched sands of the Mexican Border, the Regiment was disintegrated, and of the old Twelfth Infantry was formed the nucleus of the present Twelfth, Sixty-second, and Sixty-third Infantry regiments. It was the skeleton of a regiment, a little over a thousand men and a handful of officers, that moved into the wooden cantonment that had been built along the Marina, on the site of the Panama-Pacific Exposition. We look back upon those months at the Presidio as "the good old days" of our Army career. Some companies had as few as fifty men, and at first, under Colonel Sorley, we had drill only in the morning, and athletics in the afternoon. When Colonel Taggart took command, however, the drill schedule was made a little heavier, and included even Saturday morning, from after inspection until noon. At that time, to be asked to drill Saturday morning was a genuine hardship. What would we have thought could we have been able to peer into the future a few months and see ourselves at Camp Fremont, out at the Rifle Range even on Sundays! At that time, the New Army had not yet come into its own, and many of the cherished prerogatives of the Old Army were still in force. On the whole, drill was light compared with the intensive s 65 66 Twelfth U. S. Infantry training which came later, and the Western Front seemed far away from the Presidio and the Golden Gate, when we did close order amidst the faded glories of the Dream City that had welcomed the world in 1915. No longer did the placid depths of the Fine Arts lagoon reflect the gay dresses of the sightseers that thronged the Avenue of the Nations the year of the Exposition. These war- sobered days they mirrored only khaki, while the lofty arches of the Palace of Fine Arts echoed Reveille and Taps all morn- ing long as the recruit buglers gathered in little groups beneath the willows to practise calls. Perhaps the white-winged gulls, who had grown accustomed to the sight of the tourist-filled courts and the plashing fountains, wondered why the myriad fires of the Tower of Jewels had died and who was this strange species of olive-drab mortal that had sprung from the ruins and was executing such unwonted maneuvers. The plaster caryatids may have marveled, too, at all these strange happen- ings, but they maintained a stony indifference, despite their pardonable astonishment at the first-aid attempts of the novice hospital-corps men. On warm holiday afternoons the shouts of frolicking doughboys, turned dolphin, would ascend from the waters of the Yacht Harbor, until the Bowman on the Column of Progress was almost ready to forsake his seaward vigil for the pleasure of a high-dive from his lofty pedestal. Although the Presidio offered rides through the hills and hikes along the beaches, if the soldier desired indoor recreation without leaving the post there were the Y. M. C. A. buildings and the Red Cross Club Room in the Oregon Building. On Saturday nights, the Brigade Dance was held beneath the lofty rafters of the pine-facaded Oregon Building and many young women would come out from town to entertain the men who were without friends in the city. For those who wished to spend their leave in town, beyond the iron gates of the mili- tary reservation lay the most hospitable city in the world. The Presidio of San Francisco 67 In keeping with the spirit of the town, in whose social life it plays such a great part, the Presidio is known as the most liberally controlled Army post in the United States. During our stay there, after drill hours, we were permitted to go and come as we pleased, and no passes were ever required. There was no check at Taps and the only restriction on our liberty was that we were well-behaved, and returned by Reveille the next morning. No one was ever known to take advantage of the unusual privileges and cases of A. W. O. L. were rare, indeed. Thus we passed the summer and autumn of 1917, always expecting that one week or the next would see our regiment filled up to war strength and that we would soon leave for France. The Thirteenth Infantry arrived from the Philippines and were our neighbors for a time, but soon were ordered to Camp Fremont. Came Thanksgiving, and later Christmas, but still no orders to move, nor did there appear to be any immediate prospect of our strength being raised to war footing. Suddenly, the first of the year, when we least expected it, the order came to leave for Camp Fremont, and one cold, foggy morning, as our long wagon train stretched its length along the highway, with many regrets we said good-bye to the Presidio, "The Home of the Twelfth." Many are Called but Few are Chosen IT may not be too much to say that most men came to camp at their Uncle Sam's invitation with more or less definitely determined ideas as to their own value among the many other nephews. Most of them also had tentatively chosen specific jobs in his service for which they considered themselves best qualified. They told the man who handled their classi- fication blank all about it and he put everything down in black and white so that it could not be forgotten or confused. Then these men took up their preliminary military duties in the cosmopolitan atmosphere of the casual camp, expectantly awaiting the day when they were to be carefully selected and transferred to the particular niche they were to fill in the wonderful National Army. Strange thing about that casual camp and this new world of khaki! Differences that were so apparent yesterday in civil life were now lost, or, at most, become incidental. They were all just men now, soldiers; even names were usually replaced by the first four numerals. Friendships, elsewhere impossible, began to spring up. As soldiers, men began to realize some- thing of the possibility and joy of a world fraternity. But also came the sickening realization of individual insignificance, each man but a tiny, almost negligible cog in the tremendous army machine. Then, perhaps, would arise a feeling of un- easiness concerning that special job where each felt he would 68 Many are Called but Few are Chosen 69 again be able to regain his rapidly submerging individuality so he waited. No doubt there were some who, now, as in civil lif e, did not care, to them these first three weeks were of no particular mo- ment. The majority regarded them as the balance in which their military fate hung. These watched anxiously for the not infrequent visits of officers out on "assorting" business. By their order the company was formed, and each man was questioned pointedly as to some special qualification or pre- vious occupation. According to his reply he was abruptly dis- missed or retained for further interrogation. Then later, perhaps the same evening, one or two, or maybe more, would announce their election to the Hospital Corps, Machine Gun outfit, or Military Police and would soon leave the street with their bunks and bed sacks. Usually, by this time the unspecialized man had begun to worry. Three weeks were nearly gone and he had neither been called nor chosen. But he was not left long in uncertainty for late one afternoon the order came to fall out in the street with everything he had, barrack bag, blankets, bunk and all. An irregular line was formed and along came a half dozen Infantry Captains as their bars and cross guns testified. The little dark complexioned officer with a southern accent signed a receipt for eighty men and handed it back to the Casual Company Officer Sold ! Weighted down with barrack bag and suit case, "Buddie" shuffled off toward his new Com- pany. But the blues didn't last forever, for in most cases he quickly found his place and soon filled it full with real man. He was glad he was a doughboy he would soon fight in the front line trenches and would never be held back by a balky horse or a heavy cannon. Extracts from the Diary of Fastidious Ignatz Thursday, May 5th. At last. I am in the army. Arrived here about one o'clock this A.M. Slept remainder of nite on train. Some guy in a uniform came through our car about four o'clock this morning with a horn and made so much noise that all of the fellows were awakened. Gosh ! but this army is a helluva place. A bunch of hard non-coms, rounded us up and chased us out of the car before daylight ; and after swearing at us for about half an hour led us over to a house where they gave us some blankets and a mess kit. Soon after they said break- fast was ready. We had to line up and they gave us some black coffee and some slum. The stuff tasted like slop to me and I threw most of it away. After we had eaten they lined us up and made us wash our mess kits in some greasy water and I had to get my hands all wet and dirty. I'll be glad when they get some real dishes. This afternoon they gave us a white sack and made us go over to a big straw pile and fill them up. One of those hard looking non-coms, told us the straw ticks would be our beds so we had better fill them up full. Friday, May 6th. I damn near froze to death last nite trying to sleep on that straw. Uncle Sam surely doesn't think much of his men. Just think of a decent fellow having to sleep on straw! One of those hard non-coms, came along this morn- ing and made us get outside and line up before daylight. A drum corps raced through the place apparently making as much noise as they possibly could. Tonite I am tired and sore all over. We had to go out in the hot sun this A.M. and 70 The Diary of Fastidious Ignatz 71 run foot races and play games. Gosh ! but they treat a fellow rough in this army. This afternoon they took us over to be examined, get vaccinated, and get the shots in the arm. I never had such an awful experience in all my life. After we had taken our clothes off they made us run the gauntlet of about 200 doctors. These doctors made us do nearly every- thing. I had to jump up and down 1 50 times so that they could test my heart. After we had been tortured in this manner for about an hour we were vaccinated and had one of the doctors "shoot us in the arm." Saturday, May 7th. Oh boy, but I feel bum to-day! My poor arm feels as though it might drop off at any time. That plaguey shot in the arm, and just to think that I have to take two more yet! I don't see how I can ever live through it! Gee! but I get disgusted here. Some of the fellows are so rough and cuss. I'm glad the folks at home don't know about the kind of companions I have since I left home. Sunday, May 8th. Well I believe that my day has come. Tonite I am about as near dead as I ever expect to be and not be under the sod. They chased me out this A.M. about 5 o'clock and told me to hurry up and get to the kitchen for I was on K. P. I told the non-com, who came after me that I was all-in. He said that it didn't make any difference, I had to go. I peeled spuds most of the time during the day and, as the cook said, "while I was resting" I washed dishes. Monday, May gth. They took our good clothes away from us this A.M. and gave us some uniforms. My hat fits me like a soap box. All of the hats are the same size, though, and the non-com, said that I'd have to wear it. And the shoes are such large things with spike nails in the soles. I told the non- com, that I usually wore a five and a half but he gave me an eight and told me to shut up and beat it. I also got a big blue sack. The non-com, said it was a barracks bag. In the big sack they threw a bunch of big heavy socks, some overalls, 72 Twelfth U. S. Infantry shirts, and underwear. The underwear has long legs and arms and is heavy as hell. They also throwed in two pair of leggins. Tuesday, May loth. I had a helluva argument with a non-com, this morning. He came along and tried to bawl me out because I missed reveille. He also tried to convince me that a man could put on that uniform and those leggins and get in line within three minutes after the bugle sounded off. I told him that it was impossible. He said that it wasn't. Then I told him that it took me ten minutes to put on the leggins alone. He said he didn't doubt that any. He also declared that I'd better make better time than that in the future unless I wanted to be put on K. P. for the rest of my life. Wednesday, May nth. Well, I had my first drill to-day in those damn blue clothes I believe they call them fatigue clothes. Anyhow they took us out this morning and nearly killed us. We played some of the roughest games that I ever heard of. We had to run foot races for about an hour. Then they made us all get in a circle and stoop over while a guy ran The Diary of Fastidious Ignatz 73 around and hit us on the never mind where with a strap I believe they call the game "Bat the Fanny" and they sure did bat me. I think that I'll not be able to sit down for a week or so. After a big bean feed for dinner we were rounded up and herded out to a big field where they taught us how to do right face and about face and forward march and a lot of other silly stuff. Thursday, May i2th. Tonite I don't care what happens to me any more. We had to go over and get another "shot" in the arm this afternoon. I got sick after I got inside of the building when I thought about the last time and fainted. When I came to a little later I got up and beat it out of the building, thinking that I had been given the once over and hadn't been "shot." But when I got outside all of the guys were laughing at me. I found out later that the doctor had stuck that needle into my arm while I was down and out. Friday, May ijth. Friday the I3th. Gee! but to-day has been a jinx to me. My arm has hurt me horribly bad all day and this afternoon the non-coms, gave us some scrubbing brushes and some soap and told us to wash up our clothes and be ready for inspection to-morrow morning. I had to take my old dirty clothes down to the bathhouse and scrub on them for about two hours. Even at that they don't look any better right now than they did. The non-coms, told us that we had better be all ready for inspection in the morning for the officers were very strict and might give us Sunday K. P. One of them told me too that I ought to be on K. P. anyhow, for I was no good at soldiering, and never would be, for, he said, I'm too awkward. Saturday, May iflh. This morning we had that awful inspection and my stuff wasn't laid out just right on my bed and the captain said as a punishment I'd have to peel spuds all day to-morrow. Gee! It's awful here. We don't get Saturday afternoon off or anything. And just to think that I'll have to work in the kitchen all day to-morrow in the heat 74 Twelfth U. S. Infantry and the grease. It makes me disgusted to think about it. I'll never be able to get my hands clean again. Sunday, May ijth. I had a sweet dream last nite. I dreamed that I was at home sitting around the house, playing a game of tennis occasionally. Everything seemed so nice. Just to think! While I was having such perfectly wonderful dreams, one of those hard non-coms, came along and kicked me out and told me to beat it down to the kitchen. Gosh! but. this is an awful life. The big cook was bawling me out all day, and told me that I couldn't wash dishes or peel potatoes worth a damn ; and I told him that I knew I couldn't and was glad of it. He got sore as hell and told me that he would see that I learned how. Monday, May i6th. Bloody Monday in the army. And it came very near being a bloody one for me, for one of the non- coms, got sore this A.M., while he was trying to teach me how to do squads right and halt with the rest of the fellows. I was scared, and my feet got mixed up so badly that I could hardly make a step; and the non-com, said that he didn't see how I was ever able to make a living before I came into the army; and when I told him what I used to do and how much money I made in civil life he was mad as the devil and threatened to have me sent to the development battalion on account of being crazy. I came very near having a fight with one of my best friends this morning. One of my big shoes got on his toe and made him yell like the devil. Tuesday, May ifth. I have been away from home now over two weeks and haven't got any mail from my folks or the girl. It seems that everything goes wrong all at once in the army. I think that I could serve my country much better if I would stay out of the army and in this opinion all of the non- coms, seem to agree with me. In fact, more than once they have told me that I was such a bonehead that I'd never make a soldier. The Diary of Fastidious Ignatz 75 Wednesday, May i8th. To-day they tried to teach us how to do squads right and left. As usual I got bawled out a lot. I think I needed it, though, for my feet were everlastingly getting mixed up and I couldn't keep step or anything. This afternoon they very near finished me when they made us do a lot of double timing. I'm getting tough as the devil though and one of the non-coms, told me this A.M. that in two or three months I would have some of that fine complexion off and I'd be hardened like a man should be. Thursday, May iQth. The non-coms, told us to-day that we'd get our third shot in the arm to-morrow morning. They also said that we would be taken out of this hole to-morrow. Gee! but I'm glad we're gonna leave here for they say the next place won't be near so bad. It must be a lot better, for we won't have to be "shot in the arm, " or anything. Friday, May 2oth. Tonite finds me located in a rifle company here in the I2th Infantry. Everything seems so different. Most of the fellows here have been in a long time. One of the non-coms, of this company came up to me this afternoon and told me that as I had a sore arm I wouldn't have to go out to drill. That was the best news I've heard in a long time. They told me that I would be given a rifle to- morrow morning, and would be dismissed until Monday morn- ing, so that I could take a trip to San Francisco. Something seems to tell me tonite that I was awfully lucky to get into this regiment, for they say it's the best in the camp. Happy Days in the Kitchen JUST five hours after I had held up my right hand and become a part of the military establishment of the United States, I found myself knee-deep in potato-peelings. It was my first hitch on K. P., and it was also the beginning of my disillusionment. Here, in humble dungarees, I was nothing but a common scullion, while the home-folks were picturing me striding about some cantonment in immaculate khaki. The more potatoes I peeled, the poorer opinion I had of the Army. I had never dreamed that there were so many potatoes in the whole world. Who was going to eat them all? Had I not already peeled enough? What if I should peel too many? Oh, well, if there are too many, I reflected, I suppose they can warm them up and fry them for breakfast. The bell rang and the men filed into the mess hall and soon filled the tables. The K. P.'s had their hands full filling and refilling the plates, hurrying back and forth between the tables and the counter, where the cooks were just as busy dishing out from large galvanized iron cans mashed potatoes, roast meat, apple sauce, and tapioca pudding. The meal was soon despatched for in the Army you do not linger long over the tables. Indeed, any disposition to after- dinner talk is promptly discouraged by the mess sergeant's curt reminder: "What do you think this is, a Hostess House?" Our work was not yet over, however, for we had to mop the floor of the mess hall and then a sergeant marched us into what he called the kitchen. To our wondering eyes it looked more like the boiler-room of the Mauretania. 7 6 Happy Days in the Kitchen 77 "You can scrub this pot," snapped the cook. He handed me a scrub-brush and pointed to a huge pot. It had a drain in the bottom; it was one of ten cast-iron pots used for cooking meat. The longer I gazed up at this culi- nary monstrosity, the more insignificant I felt. If they called this a pot, I would like to see one of their boilers. "All right," said the cook. "You'd better snap out of it, if you want to get out of here before morning. " The one cheering feature was that there was plenty of material to work with; there was hot water in abundance, no end of good yellow issue soap, and a great supply of scrubbing- brushes and dry rags. Many of the recruits were Greeks, late of the restaurant fraternity, who naturally felt quite at home. ' ' Gotold job back again," grinned one, showing hiswhite teeth, as he began industriously to polish a hundred-gallon coffee-urn. By eight o'clock every pot, boiler, pan, and dish was spot- less. We had run out of work at last ! "Well, I guess this place is policed up," declared the cook, reluctantly. One of the recruits started to leave. "Hold on there! " yelled the cook, "you wait till yer told to go, do you get that! That reminds me, I don't think we've got enough spuds for mornin', wait '11 I look." He started downstairs, while we gazed at each other sadly. "Join the Army and see the world, " said a little Irishman, who earlier in the evening had been bawled out by the mess sergeant for lighting a cigarette while drying dishes. The cook soon returned and glared at us savagely. "How like a gorilla," whispered the red-haired youth. " I guess we can get along on wot we got, " said the cook. Joyfully, we laid aside our dungarees and dragged ourselves up the stairs to our double deckers, where we were soon stretched out at full length on our straw ticks. There was no need of taps for us that night; we were dead to the world till first call in the morning. 78 Twelfth U. S. Infantry My next K. P. was at Camp Fremont. It was on a Sunday. If there is anything that a soldier prays for, it is, above all, that K. P. will not fall to his lot on Saturday and Sunday. While we were at Camp Fremont, all men who were not on duty enjoyed week-end passes from twelve, noon, Saturday, until midnight, Sunday. San Francisco was within easy reach, and through all the monotony of the week's drill, every- one looked forward to that rest in the city. This week, especially, I was looking forward to the week- end. I had an invitation to a military ball at the Fairmont Hotel and I planned to reserve a room at the same hotel early Saturday afternoon ; once provided for in this way I would not care how late the ball lasted. Friday morning came, and as we shivered into line at reveille, I thought, fondly, that I had only one more day of drill, one more morning for inspection, and then I should find myself in Powell Street, Union Square, and the pleasures of the metropolis! The K. P. detail for that Sunday was not posted on the Company board until after we had returned from drill at noon. But, horror of horrors, there I found my name at the head of the list ! As we sat in the mess hall at dinner I could not refrain from looking back into the kitchen, where one of the cook's police was up to his elbows in a steaming tub of dish water. For the hundredth time I said to myself, "I would rather be in the front-line trenches amongst shrapnel and rifle bullets for a week, than to live eight hours in the kitchen with the pots and pans. " Verily there was no part of the intensive training of the American doughboy that inspired more fer- vently the desire to strafe the Hun than to be obliged to do long-point with the broom and to shoulder-arms with a cake of ice. There is no reveille Sunday morning, but I had to get up just as early as if there had been. That was the irony of it. At six o'clock I left my warm blankets, donned my blues, and reported to the kitchen. I never had liked the looks of the Happy Days in the Kitchen 79 cook, and this morning he appeared less prepossessing than ever. His small, pig-like eyes, deep-set in a fat face, reminded me of a hippopotamus I had once seen at a circus. And I was to be at the beck and call of this creature for the next twelve hours! "What do you birds think this is?" was his genial greeting. "You want to snap out of it this ain't no Casual Camp. When you're doing cook's police under me you're due in this 8o Twelfth U. S. Infantry kitchen at five-thirty. Hey, there, you, " he bawled, pointing to me, "get outside and start a fire in that sinyorita. " The "sinyorita" to which he referred was the incinerator which burned all the rubbish and at the same time heated the water for washing mess kits. The incinerators may have made a splendid appearance on the blue prints at Washington, but they accomplished little that was practically worth while ex- cept to consume good issue fuel. They would burn up half a cord of wood to evaporate the water in a pint of coffee grounds ! After several fruitless attempts to build a fire in the end of the incinerator, I paused to think things over and see where the trouble lay. The kitchen door flew open and out came the cook. "What are you doing out there?" he bawled, "playing solitaire with that cord wood?" He looked at my potential fire. "Well, I'm a knotty-headed hound!" he declared vehe- mently. "You sure are a prize package as a K. P. ! " "What's the matter now?" I asked. "Why, can't yuh see that yer tryin' to build the fire in the wrong end o' that 'sinyorita'?" He withdrew into the kitchen in disgust and I found now that I had the key to this mysterious looking brick box that I could really start the fire. I had tried to build the fire in the end in which the garbage was burned ! We soon set the tables, and then one of the K. P.'s went outside and beat a lively tattoo on the iron bar which served as a dinner gong. With a wild war whoop the men came pour- ing out of their tents and descended on the mess hall, rattling their aluminum cups and mess kits. "Ah, biscuits!" they exclaimed joyfully, catching sight of the heaping plates of crisp, hot pastry; but their tone changed when they beheld platters piled high with wienies. "Hot dogs again," muttered everyone. "I thought we ate all those last night!" Happy Days in the Kitchen 81 Then began the usual clamorous shouting: "Hey, pass the spuds!" "Send the meat down this way!" "Oh, K. P., bring us some more coffee!" "Hey, there, where yuh goin' with that plate?" Upon all this din broke the voice of the mess sergeant, "Meatless Pete, " as we called him. We had to step lively to keep the tables supplied, and when, toward the end we refused to take the dishes with the assurance that there was no more of that particular dish, we got little thanks from the men. " Gee, these doggone biscuits are like lead, " said somebody. "If that cook isn't a jungle bird I'd like to know who is!" "Much good that course at the Cooks and Bakers School did him!" "If anything, " another joined in, "I think he's worse since he came back ! ' ' "Aw," declared another, "he did nothing but K. P. up there." Good cooks are difficult to find outside of the Army, and in khaki they are fewer still. It is not surprising, for few cooks boast any better qualification for wielding the soup-ladle than an ingrained aversion to "Squads East. " Indeed, both cooks and K. P.'s frequently resort to the kitchen because it merely affords a refuge from drill. Fortunate, indeed, is the Company that boasts a cook who ranks above the average of "hash- burners." After the Company had left the mess hall, we ate our breakfast. The biscuits and the sausages were half-cold, but we knew that we should eat dinner and supper before the rest of the Company and so we drank our muddy coffee uncom- plainingly. The K. P. has one advantage, he may eat as much as he likes, provided the cook's back is turned. How delicious were those hastily snatched handf uls of raisins or shredded cocoa- nut, and what good sandwiches we could make with the cheese and bologna we surreptitiously purloined from the ice-box ! Saturday Morning Inspection THERE is no one in this grand and glorious army who does not vividly recall his first Saturday morning inspection. No matter how many phases of soldier life we may re- member in after years, inspection morning will always stand out as the zero hour in our training. There are few formations in army drill which the soldier does not take as more or less a matter of routine, but Saturday morning inspection is a serious affair and demands much preparation. No matter how much time and care we have spent perfecting the appearance of uniform and equipment, we always have a feeling of trepidation as we take our places in line to await the official scrutiny. There is a tension all along the line, the nerves of every man are taut. They fidget and squirm, and after about a thousand years, the "top" gives the command: "Fall In!" Then "Open Ranks!" A minute later, "Front!" and then, to the soldier's great relief, "At Ease." Still no one really is at ease. The soldier knows he has scrubbed his cartridge belt until his arms are tired, that he has spent hours cleaning his rifle with particular care and that the many grooves and screw heads and other places conceal no dust. He has used yards of cloth and exhausted his supply of oil in cleaning the bore of his gun. His shoes are polished, and he is absolutely sure that there are no buttons missing from his 82 Saturday Morning Inspection 83 uniform. He feels for his collar-ornaments, they are properly fastened; he shaved only an hour before; he tries to think of something he has neglected, but he cannot. Hardly has he finished this hasty mental inventory of his person and equip- ment when he sees the inspecting officer starting toward the company. Like lightning his hands run up and down his person ; a tug here and a pat there. He adjusts his hat, picks up his rifle, gives one last look into the breech when, "Company Attention ! " The cold chills run down his spine as the heels click and the backs stiffen. With chest expanded, chin drawn in, head erect, and the sweat standing in tiny beads on his forehead, he awaits the dreaded ordeal. Away up the line to the right he hears the snap of the rifles as the bolts are driven home ; the triggers click, and the men come to "order arms." His "Buddie" in the second squad has not spent as much time as he in preparation and he is sure that by this time the officer must have passed him. He would like to take a peep to see how his friend had pulled through ; he is sure that if Jim has gotten by it ought not to be so hard for him. Now comes his turn. He can hear his heart beat, but tries to remember the movements he is expected to execute and summons his fast waning strength to throw his rifle up to a "port arms." His actions are clumsy, however, and he is told to repeat the movement. Visions of kitchen police, the wood pile, and other appropriate punishments for an unmilitary sol- dier loom up before him, but somehow he manages to open the bolt. His rifle is rudely jerked from him; the officer squints down the bore, spins the piece around a few times, taking in every detail ; and with a crack that almost breaks the soldier's fingers, he snaps it back again to the young man, who has been standing rigid, scarcely daring to breathe. 8 4 Twelfth U. S. Infantry With fingers that seem all thumbs he closes the bolt, snaps the trigger, and his firearm crashes to the ground. Fortune, however, is with him, and after one more glance from the officer, which takes in every detail from top to toe, he is left in peace. He heaves a sigh and feels like singing or whistling for he has passed the test, which he had been dreading all the week. Now, with some assurance, he can brave the trip to the orderly room and ask for a week-end pass. THIVEE HOURS SPENT ONTOUI\ GUN A HALF HOUR SHINE A CLOSE SHAVE POLICING UP AND THEN : San Francisco SATURDAY afternoon and one o'clock. That long- awaited week-end and that precious pass have come at last. Santa Cruz Avenue, the broad thoroughfare that extends from the State Highway through Camp Fremont and loses itself in the trench honey-combed hills is one river of khaki. Infantry, Artillery, Signal Corps, Hospital Corps, and Quartermaster, all are hurrying to get that first special train for San Francisco. Branches of the olive-drab stream pour out into the highway for half a mile in either direction, for if the soldier does not care to take train or bus, he need only stand along the highway and the kindly motorist will slow down and invite him to hop in. "Going my way?" asked the open-hearted Calif ornian, "we've room for three more here ! " The back seats fill up and the car starts. "I guess that'll hold her down," says the smiling owner, and away they go. On the road, khaki-filled cars pass and repass one another. The California sun is warm, the sky blue, and spirits are high. Back in camp, call to quarters and taps will blow as usual, but until Monday morning, at least, the soldier will not hear them. In the City of a Hundred Hills he may go to bed at any hour, and no reveille will disturb his morning slumber. For twenty-four hours he will forget "Squads Right" and "Skir- mishers Guide Center." In the glare of the brilliant lights of Powell Street he is secure from all calls. To the man in uniform, the hospitable San Franciscan 85 86 Twelfth U. S. Infantry throws open his home and his city. No mansion too palatial, no cottage too humble, no apartment too tiny to welcome the soldier, the marine, and the Jackie. "Won't you come to dinner with us? We'd love to have you!" smiles the gray- haired matron who serves behind the counter at the National Defenders' Club. "We are planning a drive to the Beach this afternoon, will you come along with us?" asks the young woman with the wind-blown veil who has dropped into the Club to get some of the boys. "Can't you come to our dance to-night?" says another. "My daughter would be delighted to have you come home to dinner and then we will take you over in the motor." The soldier is perfectly bewildered with the invitations that are hurled at him. Does he want to see a show? The War Camp Community Service will give him free theater tick- ets. Would he like to write home? He may find free station- ery in the lobby of any one of the many hotels, or at the Service Clubs. If he would like a good, hot bath, a real bath in a porcelain tub, with plenty of soap and towels, he need but go up to the desk of the Palace Hotel and the clerk will give him the key to one of their guest rooms. Is he hungry? At the Canteen he will find all sorts of goodies and "Java" with a "kick to it, " at a price within the reach of thirty dollars a month. And best of all, it is served by a pretty California girl in a fetching Red Cross cap and apron, who will stop and chat with him while he eats. The gracious women who offer their services to the men of the Army and Navy come from the finest homes in the city. Gladly they lay aside their furs, satins, frills, and ruffles to don the simple calico and linen of Service, to mother the fighters. Are his clothes in need of mending? The charming old lady in the green wicker chair has left her fireside for that very purpose. As her deft needle restores the missing button to his San Francisco 87 shirt sleeves she tells him of making gauze dressings for the boys in blue in '61. There are two National Defenders' Clubs in San Francisco, one near the Presidio and the other in the heart of the city. These canteens are the home of the man in uniform while he is in the city. They are open from eight in the morning until eleven in the evening and are a clearing house for all the invita- tions that are extended. If there is a dance at the Fairmont or at the Palace, the announcement is posted at the Canteen. If there is someone giving a garden party over in Oakland or Berkeley, the invitation is telephoned to the Canteen. The lunch-counter, the pool tables, the writing desks, the check- rooms, the periodicals, and the comfortable chairs and couches are all for his accommodation. In the Western Addition is the Enlisted Men's Clubhouse. This is the Mecca of the soldier who enjoys dancing. The old Talbot Mansion on California Street has been thrown open to the man in uniform, and the tall mirrors that in the 'Seven- ties reflected the high collar of the gallant, and the leg-of- mutton sleeve of his dancing partner, now catch the smiling face of the doughboy as he glides over the floor to the lullaby strains of the "Missouri Waltz." The Y. M. C. A., the Young Women's Christian Associa- tion, the Knights of Columbus, and the Salvation Army all contribute their share toward promoting enjoyment of the soldier and sailor on pass. The merchants, the theater managers, the restaurateurs and hotel men all cooperate with the rest of the warm-hearted men and women of the city by the Golden Gate to make the soldier feel completely at home. The uniform is a passport everywhere, from the Cliff House to Market Street and from the Park to the Presidio. The Army Rumor ASK any doughboy what plays the most important part in his daily life and the answer will be no, not chow, nor drill, nor bunk-fatigue, but the good old Army Rumor. Nothing ever happens in the Army without first being rumored at least a week ahead, and no woman's knitting club has anything on a bunch of doughboys for starting a rumor and keeping it rolling the length of the cantonment. In civilian life there are daily papers that give at least an approximate idea of what has happened and what is going to happen, but in the Army there are nothing but rumors to tell the soldier what the Government is going to do with him next. Nobody ever knows where all the rumors start, but they grow with the telling and run their course with a generous push from one squad-room to the next. Of all the rumors that do everything from making a shave- tail of a buck private to shooting a recruit at sunrise, the great- est of all is the Pay Day Rumor. It has even the Rumor of Moving beaten to a frazzle and gets the morale of a Regiment quicker than any German gas attack ever could. It usually puts in an appearance about the first of the month, with the signing of the pay roll, for in the Army you always receipt for your six dollars and eighty-nine cents at least a week before you get it. The Pay Day Rumor is the hardiest of them all, often lasts until after the fifteenth of the month, and there are times within the memory of the oldest sergeant when it has run along until the next month. 88 The Army Rumor 89 Monday morning, with the wienies and coffee, your buddie passes you the good news which has come down from the other end of the table, "Yes, they are going to pay early this month; the pay rolls are all in, and they say the eagle's going to squawk to-morrow." Everybody goes wild, and before Assembly the whole Regi- ment knows that there will be some tall stepping the following week-end up in town, at least for all who are fortunate enough to be able to side-step guard and K. P. As soon as drill is over the wires that lead into the Big Town hum and everybody from the Sergeant-Major down has it all fixed up for Saturday night. To-morrow comes, but still no long green. The bugler forgets to blow Pay Call, but there is what is known in the Army as "Jaw-Bone Pay Day." This means Canteen-checks drawn against next month's salary, good at the Post Exchange for soda pop, ham-and, and all the novelties that the exchange carries in stock but nobody ever buys. Some, of course, let off a little steam at the punch-board, ten cents a punch, and after about ten dollars' worth of chances win a twenty -five cent diamond stick-pin. About Wednesday noon one of the wagoners says that a clerk at Headquarters told him in the barber-shop that we are to be paid to-morrow, Thursday. Thursday comes, but still no sign of the paymaster's tan-colored car. Soon the reason for the delay is out; "K" Company has balled up its pay roll, and there will be nothing doing until a new pay roll has been signed and turned in to Headquarters. Sometimes the intrica- cies of Family Allotments, War Risk Insurance, and "Amount Due U. S. " get the morale of the Company Clerk, and thirty- five hundred men stay broke because one private blundered. So all "K" Company is called up once more and each man cusses the Company Clerk as he signs the pay roll. Now that all the prescribed Red Tape has been observed, will the Pay- master disburse the long-awaited kale? 90 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Patience, men, 'tis not yet the zero hour. It is but Friday evening and Rumor says that pay day cannot possibly come before Monday. Why? No one can say. It simply is not done. And Sunday? Pay day on Sunday! When did you leave the Casual Camp? Why Sunday the Paymaster will be so far away from camp that you couldn't find him with a search-warrant. Sunday is a quiet day, spent in camp at the Y. M. C. A. by all save a few plutocrats who either enjoy a private income or are good at hitting blackjack. Monday morning dawns, but the old soldiers say that Monday, somehow, seems to share Saturday's unpopularity as a day for paying off troops. However, a few optimistic souls persist in hoping against hope, even as late as two o'clock, despite the fact that the Bugler did not blow Pay Call at reveille. "To-morrow," Rumor reiterates, like some mono- maniac. Comes Tuesday, and the Sergeant- Major says, as he tries to wash his hands and face in the shower without getting wet from head to foot, "They may pay this afternoon; a pay order came in late last night." This statement spreads like wild-fire and all the blackjack fans are preparing for the coming harvest. But Tuesday evening comes and it is still, 'To-morrow." Anywhere else, everyone would jump on the next man who had the temerity to start a rumor, but not in the Army. The last rumor is just as likely to be legal tender as the first, and Tuesday evening's "To-morrow" is just as enthusiastically swallowed and passed wildly from lip to lip as it was when it first started the week before. Every rumor has its day, however, and at length Pay Call is blown Wednesday morning: Pay day ! Pay day ! What'll you do with the drunken soldier? Put him in the guardhouse 'till he gets sober. Pay day ! Pay day ! With the Mule Skinners Taking no chances on this one's Pershing's shoes need reinforcement "Two pair" you win Capturing a reluctant A. W. O. L. The Regimental Exchange The staff of doughboy merchants The Twelfth's Exchange at Fremont Exchange Officer and his associates now operate private taxicab The Army Rumor 91 How joyful the bugles, how exultant the drums; the glad- some sounds reach the Companies lined up for reveille and when the First Sergeant barks, "Dismissed!" the troops burst forth in a prolonged cheer. The morning may be gray and chill, the mush may be burnt, the coffee cold, but all is overlooked in the prospect of filing before the Paymaster's table in the afternoon. "To-morrow" is come and the Pay Day Rumor is laid away until next month. Next to the Pay Day Rumor is the Rumor of Moving and its harbinger, the Rumor of Packing Up. Pay day can come only once a month, were there a hundred rumors ; but in the Army, one may move any day. This rumor comes into one's army career even before the Pay Day Rumor, for from the day that he is sworn in, the wide-eyed recruit may expect to be shipped anywhere from Luzon to Archangel. November, 1917, brought the prediction that the Twelfth would be wearing steel helmets by February. February found us at Camp Fremont. France was still far away, but we were hopeful. We were still a skeleton Regiment and the target for every rumor that the trade winds blew in. Nothing was too wild for credence; some held that the next draft would bring the Regiment up to war strength and that we would then leave for France; others declared that we would go East with our nine hundred men and pick up the others at the Port of Em- barkation. At last, in May, we received our first contingent of drafted men. The Rumor of Moving now received fresh impetus, our Regiment was up to war strength at last, and after a few weeks' training for the new men, the Twelfth Infantry would bid farewell to California and the United States. Suddenly, without any warning save a few premonitory rumors, the Regiment was recalled from drill for an Overseas' examination. Whoopee! Ra-a-a-y! The Regiment was go- ing to move. It was a veritable feast for the rumor-mongers ; 92 Twelfth U. S. Infantry all the old, worn-out, dusty, moth-eaten rumors were brought out into the sunlight, furbished up and renovated and soon were coursing about the Regiment with all their old form. But stop, a new rumor was born on the spot, the celebrated Siberian Rumor. Subsequent events amply justified the instant popularity of the Siberian Rumor, for in two weeks' time the majority of the Regiment had boarded the transport and the Twelfth was once more a skeleton, the easy prey of the most wanton rumor. Some said that we were to be restored to war strength, but soon a counter rumor developed, one which everyone professed to ignore, that the Twelfth would never leave Fre- mont as a regiment, but would be converted into a Depot Brigade and would supply replacement troops. After many weeks of rumors and counter rumors, the Regiment was once more raised to war strength, and it was not long before the recruits had developed a crop of brand new rumors. Never were recruits given stiffer training, never was discipline more rigid, the work of six months was accomplished in as many weeks, and there were those who said that all this intensive training surely "meant something." Now came the period when Rumor pinned the time of our leaving down to the very month next month, by the twentieth at the latest, and then, after the uneventful passing of the long-heralded twentieth had thoroughly discredited that rumor it would be the fifteenth of the following month, and then the tenth of the next month, and so on, ad nauseam. Then there were the counter rumors that we were not to leave for months, but to which only the pessimists lent an ear. Some one had heard that several of the officers had taken six- month leases on houses in town. "We'll get there just about in time to police up," declared the despondent ones. Rumors came and rumors went, but the hard drilling went on and everyone felt so fit that he fairly ached to take a rap at The Army Rumor 93 a Hun. Soon Rumor turned her attention to weeks, instead of months, and the Rumor of Packing Up became vogue. The Engineers, after a dizzy succession of rumors, had at last folded their tents, and "like the Arabs," thanks to the censor, had quietly stolen away. Now, the Artillery were packing up, and Rumor had it that the baggage of the Sanitary Train was al- ready marked, "CALAIS, FRANCE!" Someone said, too, that someone had told him that he had overheard someone who worked at Division Headquarters say that the transportation had already been arranged for and that they were waiting only for the cars. Enter the influenza, which served as an inspiration for fresh speculation as to what was delaying our departure. The Ar- tillery soon followed the Engineers and then it was rumored about the other regiments that the Twelfth was packing up at last. After many rumors we finally turned in all of our mules, horses, and wagons to the Remount Depot and boxes marked "A. E. F. " began to appear in our Company streets, our possible destination became a source of conjecture. Some said "France, " but others shook their heads sagely, and said, "Siberia." And so it went for weeks. At last, Rumor began to name the actual day of departure. When the Chaplain's tent was taken down all the old soldiers solemnly declared that that meant the end; the Canteen was still doing business, however, and there was many a doubting Thomas who declared that the close of the Canteen would be the one infallible sign of our going. Just at this time a Peace Rumor began to appear regularly every Saturday evening. Meanwhile we were still quarantined for the influenza, and the possibility of quarantine being lifted soon grew to be the most fascinating of rumors. This rumor soon developed into another and more alarming rumor that we would go across the continent under quarantine. It took almost two weeks of persistent rumor to sell out 94 Twelfth U. S. Infantry the Canteen, but, phoenix-like, it refused to close; some civilians came, put in a stock, and the Canteen continued doing business at the old stand. It now appeared certain that any morning might bring our marching orders, and if any of us knew anything about the Army at all, we realized that it would be early morning. One peculiarity about moving in the Army, whether in War or in Peace, is that it must always be done in the dead of night. Any time between midnight and three o'clock in the morning (and the colder the morning the better), is considered regula- tion by the best authorities. We were going next Monday, they said at first. Monday came and the week crept around to Monday again; it was now time for the Thursday Rumor to make its debut. And it answered Roll Call on time. Yes, someone had it from some- body who worked in the Officers' Mess that at breakfast the Colonel had told the Major that the transportation had been arranged and that the First Battalion would leave Thursday morning. Comes Thursday morning and Thursday afternoon, and still we receive no orders to empty our bedsacks, but Rumor, brazen as ever, says simply, " Monday." Not until early Tuesday morning did Rumor at last become Reality, packs were rolled, bedsacks emptied, tents struck, and the Fighting Twelfth was on its way to France. At Camp Mills, Long Island, our stay was one wearying succession of rumors of going over and rumors of staying here. With the rest of the world we heard the False Peace Rumor, one rumor of the Great War which was not confined to the Army. Even after the Armistice had been declared, it was still rumored that we were going to France to relieve veteran troops over there, and it was not until we left the transport at Newport News, Virginia, that the Rumor of Going to France was regretfully laid to rest. The Army Rumor 95 But it enjoys a live and vigorous successor in the Rumor of Discharge, for New York had not finished tearing up paper into little bits to celebrate the False Armistice when a brand new rumor broke out in the training camps the Rumor of Dis- charge. "I hear they're going to let all the married men out first!" wails Private Jones, who had decided to wait until he got across to marry a French girl. "Yes, I heard that too," says Sergeant Smith of the Hospital Corps, "but it don't affect me, for I've got affidavits and a wife and everything, and still they won't let me go. They turned it down at the Port. I guess the emergency ain't over yet for the Medical men." And so it goes, the men who have patiently lived from day to day and month to month on one rumor after another, and still did not get to the Front, will continue to live on rumors until all the red chevrons have been issued. Extended Order Drill SOME years ago, back in the Middle Ages, when we were young, they had an invention known as the cellar door. We do not believe that the inventor of the said contrap- tion fully appreciated the benefit that he was conferring upon the world. For it may truthfully be said that the above men- tioned door brought more joys to the hearts of our American youth, and more money into pockets of the manufacturers of children's clothing than any other invention that has ever been presented to an unappreciative public. We did not, at the time when we were indulging in the de- lectable sport, realize what a great advantage would come to us as a result of it. We did not know that we would ever be soldiers. But we may now truthfully say that it was back in those days of childhood where we learned the fundamental principles of that highly scientific art, knowledge of which is such an essential part of extended order drill, known as sliding on the belly. Elsewhere in this volume, we have in terms of great force expressed our opinion of the persons who take advantage of a recruit's good nature and force him to use his belly as a rolling-pin. All that we have said there is applicable here, and much besides. The only limitation that the reader need place upon his comprehension of our feelings towards what is known as "hitting the dirt" is his own imagination. As a sort of a subterfuge, to hide from the recruit the real purpose of it all, those in authority have devised some very elaborate introduction for the above-named exercise. Before 96 Extended Order Drill 97 the war, they used what they called old extended order drill. They had a great variety of commands by which the squads were supposed to do what is in military terminology called "deploy." The platoon leader gives a command with something about skirmishers in it and then all the squad leaders promptly jump out in front of their squads, wave their hands around in the air, and then immediately everybody gets all mixed up. The first day we started this drill, we were instructed very carefully as to our respective positions, but we soon found in practice that no one ever went to them, so it did not take us long to forget all about those little details. It is in this drill that the old army practice of passing the buck finds its most excellent opportunity for usage. In all the months that we trained in this art, we never once were guilty of doing it correctly, and of course someone must be blamed. There are always plenty of others in the platoon to blame, so that no one has any trouble in finding some fair comrade to whom the goat may be slipped. There are a num- ber of ways to give commands for this drill. Sometimes they yell, sometimes they wave their hands around frantically in the air, and sometimes they whistle. When we were recruits, we had the very serious intention of learning the meaning of all these antics, but we soon found that the ones who executed them had no idea of the reason for it all, so our minds were relieved of the responsibility. With the building up of a new army, it was found that the class of men was too intelligent to be buncoed into doing all of these things just for the purpose of rolling around in the mud. So they invented a new system. They call it " 802." It is even more complicated than the old system, and is therefore even more misunderstood. They have the same various methods of giving commands and they are disregarded with the same degree of equanimity as were the commands 98 Twelfth U. S. Infantry under the old order. In fact the only difference between the two is that some of the officers thought that they understood the old system and they all admit that the new one is a com- plete mystery. They seem to take a few more turns to get out into a line with the new system than with the old. They also have what they call "waves. " We never understood this but we did not care for it because when we think of waves, it re- minds us of something going up and down, and in the military world there is always a chance that we will go down one time too often and not come up. We formed in lines of half pla- toons and in lines of groups and in several other sorts of lines, but, personally, it seemed to us that we could have gotten out there without all these fool commands because we always got all mixed up anyway. But we suppose there is some great advantage, understandable only by those who have studied military strategy, to be able to get mixed up scientifically. As we stated before, these various movements were only perpetrated upon us for the purpose of hiding the real purpose of it all. That was to make human caterpillars out of us. For some of these young lieutenants who have more recently graduated from the cellar-door period and whose fronts still have a little of the toughness remaining, this exercise may not be so bad. They may even be able to enjoy the part of frogs. But to those of us who passed out of that stage a considerable number of years ago and who are inclined to lean towards the state of corpulency, to be compelled to run about fifty yards and leap about ten yards through the air, and then light on and slide a distance of about ten yards more on that most valu- able of all our physical appendages, which in the language of the street is known as the stomach, the practice can, even in most moderate terms, be described as damnable. The amount of hide that was taken off of our fronts was only limited by the supply with which our Creator endowed us. We hope some day, when we grow old, to be able to extract the last re- Extended Order Drill 99 maining pebbles from our anterior portions, but we have our doubts, owing to the fact that our family has the delightful habit of dying promptly at the age of seventy. It has its advantages, however, in view of the fact that it will never be necessary for us to buy an emery stone. Some day we may get out of this army. But we wish now to give our solemn assurances to those in command that our training here has left upon us certain impressions that will never be obliterated, and not the least important of these are the marks of California that we annexed as a result of the many hours we spent sliding around on its rocky soil under the guise of extended order drill. Bayonet Drill you hear me, men? The first thing about bayonet drill is to be hard. Look hard. Look like me. Look so damned hard that when a Hun sees you he will get scared and run away. I tell you, men, that bayonet work is the hardest work you ever did in your life. You got to be real men to do this bayonet work. You got to have arms, legs, and guts. I tell you, men, I am one of the best damned bayonet fighters in the United States, but if you men will work like hell in three weeks' time I will make you so that you are all just as good bayonet men as there are in the country, that is, of course, excepting me. Now I want to hear you growl. If you can't do anything else you can make more noise than anyone else. Now, damn it, men, get in and fight!" It was with these pleasant words that the Regimental Bayonet Instructor opened up for us the course in the long steel. We had been in the Army about a month. All we had heard was how hard we would have to work when we got to the bayonet course. We were all pretty nearly scared to death, but we all jumped into the work, tried to learn the positions, for we knew down in our hearts that some day when we met the ferocious Hun, our only salvation would be the proficient use of this hated weapon. We scowled, we growled, we howled, and we stood on guard until our arms were sore. We snapped the rifle up until our hands were bleeding. We crossed over until our legs were exhausted and our breath was gone. The first day we had only Bayonet Drill 1 01 an hour of it, but one hour was enough. They told us we would get out of it the same return we put in, and if that was true, we certainly should have received a lot, because there was not a man in the Regiment who did not take up bayonet work with his very heart, body, and soul. The same story was drilled into the men day after day. Arms would tire to the breaking point, but the intensive drill did not lessen. Bleeding hands and sore arms were so common that we became hardened, and tried not to wince as the gun came back into the raw places on our hands. The weeks that follow blur in one's memory as these words come to mind: "On Guard! Keep your bayonet at your opponent's throat. Damn it, growl! You sound like a bunch of old women. Advancing Long Point! Back to the guard position! Ground your rifles and double time around that tree opposite the Hostess House!" Back to their rifles they rushed, pant- ing from the run and hoarse from growl- ing. Seizing their pieces as they came into line, like a flash they brought them to the guard position. Two lines of trembling men exchanged friendly glances as they gripped their guns and breathed heavily. In the days that followed, the drill became more intricate. A circle was formed about the leader. At the order all posi- tions of the bayonet drill were executed, the advancing long point, short point and the jab, or any other strokes. As the instructor struck the ground in front of the man he wished to call into the ring, the man charged at him like a mad bull. 102 Twelfth U. S. Infantry His comrades urged him on with a low sullen growl as he fought with all his might. They yelled, "Kill him, or he'll get you! " as he tried his thrusts at the circle on the end of the parry stick. The direct pull back of the rifle brought the sight guard in sharp contact with the right hand at the butt of the thumb. In this way a section of the hand was kept raw all the time. At every drill more skin was knocked off until many provided a bandage to be worn at this particular drill. Those who have gone through these drills will carry the scars to their last days. The most frequent diversion from the immediate bayonet drill was afforded when the leader yelled: "Follow me!" Away he would go toward a tree some hundred yards away with the crowd at his back. A crowd of hobnail shod feet pounded a double time around the tree and back into forma- tion. In the closing days of the bayonet work, the finer points were taken up with the necessary emphasis. "When you get the blade into your opponent's body, pull it straight back, or you can't get it out. Do not cant the gun; run the blade straight in and pull it straight out, or you'll break the blade off and some fellow will come along and run his bayonet through you." The Pack TO the mind of the average soldier who again takes up the daily routine of civil life, there remain vivid mem- ories of the varied experiences of military training. For some of these experiences he will have only pleasant memories, while for others his mind will hold only thoughts of hard, seemingly unnecessary toil. Under the latter heading, it may be safe to say, the full field pack holds an indisputable leadership, for who but a soldier knows the labor required to successfully handle one. Who but a soldier knows how much havoc can be wrought by a few pieces of canvas and a strap or two? Even before he has fully mastered and can successfully manipulate his rifle, he is handed an apparently hopeless tangle of canvas, straps, and wood. It is not until an experienced and sympathetic (?) non-com, lends an opinion that he fully realizes that Sherman was right. Thereupon he is initiated into the various items that go to make up a full field pack. First there is an odd-shaped piece of cloth that he is told is a "shelter half"; after a brief period of wonderment as to just where the other half had gone to, it is explained to him that each man carries half a tent and that what he thought was the fish pole is the folding tent pole. Then there is an oblong shaped can in which he is told is carried the sugar, coffee, and salt for three days. Being accustomed to eating more than that in one day, he is not at all enthusiastic over the outlook. He is told that he must also carry two 103 io 4 Twelfth U. S. Infantry pounds of a barely digestible compound known as hardtack. However, the hardtack is not given to him at first, for soldiers get hungry and the Government wishes to be certain that the hardtack will still be in existence if he should have need of it. He has half a mind to throw sticks, straps, and all into the fire and his opinion is strengthened when he is told that he must also carry an extra shirt, a pair of shoes, an extra suit of under- wear, two pair of socks, shoe strings, several towels, a mess kit, soap, comb, and blanket, an entrenching tool, and of course, the necessary tooth brush. His demur is silenced by the reminder that later on he must carry even more. Having survived the first shock, he is shown how the afore- mentioned articles are assembled in a compact form. Then comes the struggle as the Rookie is broken into harness. In the years to come, he will look back with dread to those first few moments when he felt as if someone had fastened a cannon ball on each of his shoulder blades. However, he finally de- cides that it is only a matter of time until he will become used to the burden and so grows somewhat reconciled to his fate. He then displays his made-up pack to his comrades for- getting the fact that his pack was rolled up by an experienced sergeant. He begins to look upon himself as a "regular guy," and starts to take an added interest in his new equip- ment, an interest destined for an untimely end. He believes himself thoroughly familiar with the pack and proceeds to show the boys just how it is done. He unrolls his pack indifferently and starts on his career as a teacher, but, alas, this career ends abruptly, for he soon realizes that he does not know any more about it than he did before. Experienced help soon smooths things out and explains the rolling for the sixth or seventh time and the unfortunate one soon learns how. He is compelled to roll and unroll the pack until he thinks that it is about worn out, and finally is advanced to the class in transportation. Before embarking upon the second course of instruction, 105 106 Twelfth U. S. Infantry he must run the gauntlet of critical eyes, and if a strap is out of place he is promptly told that the necessary adjustment must be made at once. He has by this time become accustomed to the pressure of the straps upon his shoulders and feels as though he can carry his pack all day if necessary. Finally the order comes down the line for full field packs and he quickly adjusts his harness, beaten only by those who have had previous experience in a livery stable. He starts on the march with an easy step and offers to bet his neighbor that he can beat him in any sort of an endurance contest. After the first half mile, however, the smile has gone from his face and his jaw is set in grim determination. The pack seems to grow heavier at every step, and he looks eagerly for the end of the march. He turns an appealing glance toward his neighbor and confides to him in whispers that "his sore foot is bothering him and he guesses he had better fall out. " His partner in misery has a sore shoulder or some other ailment and decides that he can't go any farther, but the end of the march appears and gives a temporary relief to the hikers. Each day it is the same but still he hangs on with a dogged determination, his fear of being recognized as a physical deficient is the only thing that keeps him in ranks. He wonders how long it will last, how long he must continue this unnecessary tramping back and forth. He wonders how many weary miles have passed under his feet, and he is suddenly awakened from his reverie by the curt statement that he is not carrying his rifle properly. So it is, day after day, and as he tenderly consoles his aching feet each night, he agrees fully with the man who wrote: " It's not the socks of sisters, That raised the blooming blisters, It's the last long mile." Thirty Dollars a Day --Once a Month THE recruit wonders how he will get rid of that thirty dollars a month, while the old soldier tries to figure out how he can make it last more than three days after pay day. But the enlightenment of the rookie is rapid. Before his first meeting with the Paymaster, he has signed away six good iron men for War Risk Insurance. This starts the run on the thirty dollars and when it finally lets up, he wonders whether his credit is good for enough canteen checks to keep him supplied with tooth-paste until the next pay day. While he is still weak from the typhoid inoculation, his Company Commander, with tears in his eyes, convinces him that the Treasury needs some more of his thirty dollars for Liberty Bonds, to keep the War Machine from breaking down, and he agrees to part with ten dollars more. At the end of ten months he will be the proud possessor of a four per cent, in- terest bearing Government Bond. Perhaps he will and per- haps he will not, he is not sure. He gets no receipt save the ten-dollar hole in his salary. The Bond he never sees, but he is given to understand that it reposes in the safety deposit vaults of some bank. No one seems to know just exactly where the bank is located. He would like to question his Company Commander more particularly concerning it, but rather than brave the "Orderly Room Rumble, " he elects the safer course of "watchful waiting." He begins to congratulate himself on the fact that he will still have fourteen dollars left (unless he should lose his over- coat, or some other valuable Government property, before pay 107 io8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry day) . When the intricacies of Family Allotments and Govern- ment Allowances are explained to him by one of the Second Loots, this glib-tongued Shavetail soon makes him feel like a criminal for depriving his family of that ten dollars a month and whatever feeble resistance he has to offer is quickly met and offset by the eloquence of the officer. Ruefully he sees his fourteen-dollar roll dwindle to four one-dollar bills, but he cheers himself with the thought that his family is not in great need of the money and that since the Government will double it, it is really a good investment. The months go by, and the home folks write that they have never received even a calendar from the War Risk Insurance Bureau. Well, there still remain those four precious dollars. Pay day comes, and he keeps them just about four minutes after leaving the Paymaster's table. They go so fast that he reports on Sick Call for dizziness. He has not left the Orderly Room before he hands over three dollars to the Top Cutter, two dollars for laundry, and one dollar for a Company picture. One dollar remains. He carries it fondly to his tent and stands guard over it with fixed bayonet. He has made a desperate resolve to have one square meal! That evening, as he leaves for town, he cautiously avoids the Orderly Room door, fearful lest the Top might reach out after him for that dollar. The Supply Sergeant may have dis- covered that they had forgotten to take out forty-one cents for one Ordnance aluminum cup that he had lost at the rifle range. He reaches town in safety and strides into the first res- taurant that he sees. "An order of ham and eggs," he says, "and bring 'em quick!" "Ham and !" the waiter sings back to the Cook. The waiter brings the check and with the usual delicacy of waiters, lays it on the table, face down. When the recruit finally turns it over, his face falls. "One dollar and fifty cents," the check reads. Gas DURING our entire lives, before we were initiated into the secrets of military lore, the use of the word "gas" brought to our minds the vizualization of such simple and inoffensive things as pipes, meters, quarters, or such pleasing personalities as the dentist or the plumber. But from this time on, when soldiers hear that word, they will think of but one thing that mask. Never before in the world has such an instrument of tor- ture been invented. We used to read with horror of the torture of the Christians by the Romans, and of the Spanish Inquisition, but we all agree that those poor martyrs may thank their lucky stars that they did not live in the days of gas masks. We have been told that overseas, the gas masks fit. We believe it. They use all those that fit and send the rest here. Your humble writer happens to have been endowed by his Creator with a head that in civil life requires a seven and five- eights hat. It has been bad enough to spend our military career in a campaign hat that made us look even more like an ass than our Maker intended, but when we were handed out a mask we found that it was without doubt made for a man with a head that would make any self-respecting peanut look like a mountain in comparison. For three long weeks, we paraded the area of Camp Fremont burdened with this indignity and under the compulsion of being constantly on the alert lest the dreaded cry of alarm be given. It was indeed a happy 109 no Twelfth U. S. Infantry moment, when we were ordered to hie ourselves to the infirm- ary and soak the loathsome thing in a barrel of disinfectant. The course in the use of the gas mask was given to all men in the Regiment under the supervision of Lieutenant S. K. Strickler with the assistance of several of the gas N. C. O.'s of the various companies. It was given to a ]arge class of men at a time and too much credit cannot be given to Lieutenant Strickler for the work he did. We did not have the opportun- ity to become very well acquainted with the Lieutenant, but he did not impress us as a man who had a particularly vicious nature or as one who would take a great delight in adding to the already irksome conditions of our training period. He was detailed to the task and he not only had to convince us of the danger of gas, but he also had to teach us how to protect our- selves against that danger. When it happens that the remedy used is so distasteful that the men would most of them prefer the disease itself, it comes to be a task of quite large proportions. In this, it may be said, the Lieutenant secured wonderful re- sults. In the short period of one month he put the entire Regiment through the course, and so successful was he that, when the men came to take their final tests to determine their efficiency, the number who failed to pass was almost negligible. The work with the gas mask may be divided into two parts. In the first place we were taught the care and use of the mask. The second part was the actual practice. We were first in- structed in the methods of carrying the mask and the different commands. Then we took up the method of inspecting the mask. There is no part of the military equipment with which so much care must be taken to keep it in absolutely perfect condition, as the gas mask. The smallest amount of moisture will ruin it. A soldier may let his rifle get a little rusty and the defect can be remedied by an assiduous use of the elbow. But let a defect come to his gas mask, and serious consequences are We are Taught the Profession of a Soldier Trench construction "Camouflage" Intelligence Section "Hand grenades" real ones too!! Athletics at Camp Fremont Machine Gunners execute "Action Front" Division championship bout Morrison Field "B " Company plays fast volley ball Gas in certain to follow. Because of this fact, we were taught with the greatest care how we should inspect the mask. Of course, being military, it was all done by numbers in order that no detail be overlooked. Then came the instruction in the method of putting on and adjusting the mask. Long experience had taught that there is one particular way in which this mask must be put on to at- tain the greatest amount of speed. By practice it was deter- mined just what particular movements were necessary, and what movements could be eliminated. The time required was cut down to the minimum, and it was possible to go through the entire operation in the space of six seconds. That was the goal towards which we all strove and, in fact, it was the limit set by the officers in the tests that we must pass. It did not require a very long time to teach us the theory of these things, but after we had learned that, we found that the greater part of the road still had to be traveled in the form of practice. We carried that crazy mask around for about three weeks. With the same tenacity that the proverbial little lamb clung to Mary, the mask clung to us from early morn till late at night. No matter where we might go, it was our constant companion, and while we seriously doubt that even a lifetime of absence will be able to create in our hearts a spirit of felicity towards it, it is certain that no bonds of friendship were forged by our intimacy. When we arose in the morning, it immediately asserted its precedence over everything else, and when we returned to our bunks at night, it might still be found clinging to us with friendly devotion. Then came the extreme pleasure of marching for two or three miles with the mask on. They tell us the purpose of the mask is to prevent the possibility of our being suffocated from poisoned air. Why they should so seriously object to our suffering death from poisoned air and then turn around and cover our breathing apparatus with instruments that made it ii2 Twelfth U. S. Infantry impossible for us to secure any air at all, is a mystery that would require the genius of a wizard to solve. But what we lacked in air was certainly made up for in an overabundance of water. After we had marched a mile or so, the mask contained at least a full sized quart. Then it began to trickle down the sides of our chin and we all supplied ourselves with bibs. This was forbidden as being unmilitary, so we purchased long pipes which carried the moisture away without destroying Uncle Sam's perfectly nice clothing. Finally the day came for us to take the final tests which were to determine whether or not we could get to France. We were compelled to put on and adjust the mask in six sec- onds. Never having been able to put on the mask in any period of time, whether in ten seconds or ten hundred seconds, we did not entertain any very sanguine hopes of getting by. But we marched over one morning at about four-thirty, and were taken in hand by the little English sergeant who was in command of the examination. We went through the prelim- inary practice and then were lined up for our test. The whistle blew, and we went to our task, knowing quite well that we never could get the mask on, but nevertheless decided to at least get by if possible. With the first trial, we got the mask over our head but not over our face. The sergeant came along and looked at our chin and invited us to take another trial. Then the second time, we got it over our chin and not the rest of our head and as luck would have it, the Lieutenant made us turn around and looked at the back of our head and of course a second encore was in order. This was to be the last chance. We saw the big tree about a half mile down the road and we knew that the one penalty for failure to pass the test was to lope around the said tree until such a time as our spirit of determination was so revived that we could get the mask on in the prescribed time. Our only hope was to outguess the Gas 113 sergeant and to place the mask on that particular portion of the cranium that the sergeant might see fit to inspect. We held our breath and waited. We tried to recollect some nice pray- ers that our mother had taught to us in our younger days, and we said them at the rate of three per second. Luckily for us, they were answered, and when the sergeant came along he looked at our chin. That happened to be the same part of our head that we had the mask on, and we were allowed to pass off the drill ground with the highly efficient class. Then we were marched into the gas house and given a sample of tear gas and chlorine gas. It was demonstrated to us how impossible it was to be injured if we only would use our masks. We were given a sample of each gas in order that we might recognize the pleasant odors if they should be near us. Then we marched home with a prayer in our hearts that by the time we got to France, the Germans would abolish the use of a weapon which made necessary this most obnoxious of all instruments of defense. The Top Kicker " And if you'll take my tip, sir, You will never make the slip, sir, Of asking the first sergeant how it's done!" WELL, here goes nothing! We were just precipitated out of an orderly room because we dared to ask a Top Kicker something about his past. And said Top Kicker kicked us out with his toe and the admonishment that if anyone dared to write anything about him he would have him hung. So here goes nothing! We'll let you into a secret about Top Kickers! Nearly every one of them parts his name with a "J"! And did it ever occur to you that the "J" in the middle of one's name means trouble? No? Well, list! James /. Corbett ; James /. Jeffries; John J . Pershing! And take it from us if they don't part it with a " J" they should; for every Top Kicker we have met, lives up to the "J" thing. Personally we think Top Kickers are all the other " J's " rolled into one, and if we are not mistaken the entire regiment agrees with us. Usually our esteemed little subject he stands about six feet in his stocking feet is an "old timer" having come into the service years ago, when Philippine Islands was pronounced with all the "i's" sounded long. Usually the call of home sounds like "reveille" to the average Top Kicker and he laughs in derision at the business of raising cows and chickens and everything. Not a few of them were out in the wilds of Africa shooting monkeys or "craps" when Uncle Sam de- cided that a Hun was a hound and Heinie should be wienie and they came tearing back into the Service with the firm inten- tion of aiding and abetting Uncle Sam's decision by helping, individually and collectively, to turn the sausage grinder. 114 The Top Kicker 115 But why he got us mixed up with enemies is something we cannot fathom. If we don't fall into the sausage grinder we're pushed in by this ogre. But to you who know not what the job of first sergeant calls for just a word of enlightenment! And to you who know- let us take the opportunity to make you realize it. The first and prime requisite of a first sergeant is to be able to find needles in haystacks! Sounds funny, doesn't it? But we mean it ! We mean that he is the gink who decides if we know what we want when we want it when we pile into the orderly room and start spieling in high tremolo. And he is the buffer for the C. C., in other words, the "go-between" who keeps us from making asinine blunders when we get permission to talk to the Company Commander. It's a tough job, Wilfred, and we don't envy the Top Kicker. He's the most molested man in the Company. Everyone must see this. This brings us to the psychology of the thing. We think that he thinks that the only way to cut a conversation or a request short is to cow the other fellow before he gets going! And we know it's put into practice. For many a recruit has hitched his belt and squared his shoulders before entering the sanctum sanctorum only to come out needing another hitch in the region of the bread-box and a chest-developer to hold his shoulders back. Possibly the Top Kicker took the starch out of him ; yet again it may have been the gas clouds emanat- ing from ye Top Kick's pipe! For Top Kickers with few exceptions smoke pipes their own or someone's else There are two kinds of Top Kickers tough ones and tougher ones ! Once in a while one is apt to stumble on a first sergeant who appears human at first impressions but they're all the same. Sometimes he's a bear, big, burly, blustering. He's usually a brick-bat, because he's Irish; and he'd have to be Irish all over to get away with the confetti throwing that is a necessary adjunct to his position. ii6 Twelfth U. S. Infantry But there's a human side to these fellows. Though their ears are ofttimes deaf, their hearts are soft and the faintest whisper starts them going. We know of Top Kickers who have come trotting down to the tent of a sick rookie done, of course, when the rest of the Company was out to drill so none would be the wiser but done, nevertheless. And we have heard him ask that rookie if there was anything he (the Top Kick) could do. We know of his having juggled the K. P. list that some soldier boy might get away for the week-end to see his sweetheart not the sergeant's, the boy's! We have heard him cuss out some poor unfortunate and murmur behind his back, "Poor kid!" We have heard of his talking like a Dutch Uncle to Company Commanders just to save some " Buddie ' ' from going to the ' ' mill ' ' or having his ' ' belt pulled." So we say that the Top Kicker who can hold down the job of Top Kick is rightfully first sergeant ! And furthermore he's all man even if he does keep the best part of himself hidden. And when we, of this Fighting Regiment Oh ! we're scrappers even if we didn't get a chance to puncture Bill's bubble hie ourselves away from the strife and toil of soldiering back to the peace-time pursuits and our little wives and bungalows, we're going to remember our Top Kicks and think what peaches they really were. And "we," in particular, are not saying this just to soft-salve the Top Kick who kicked "us" out. For " we " have only two ambitions in life. One of them is to fool an M. P. ! The other? Oh, to be hung, of course! "Stripes" WITH very few exceptions, the men who responded to the call to the colors in the great war, whether through the draft or voluntary enlistment, came into the service fully cognizant of the seriousness of the business before them and with a stern determination that they were going to give the best they had. They intended going to sol- dier with all their might. Their mere transition from civil to army life was not likely to rob a man of the fundamentals of his Americanism, enthusiasm in his task and a love for making good. What average "buddie" was not ambitious? And the chevron, ideally and theoretically, symbolized effi- ciency and attainment. "Bull" did you say, Mr. Buck Private? Nothing of the kind, and you know it. We say ideally and theoretically the chevron stands for proven efficiency, and the fact that someone you have in mind got his through his "drag" with the powers that be, and another who merited them has still a bare sleeve does not convert that statement into fertilizer. You were ambitious too! But here's one of the mysteries of life in the ranks. One's ambition, his anxiety to make good and to be able to show his pals that he's made good, must ever be a dark, dark secret. It was not so in civil life. One did not hesitate there to an- nounce his intention of putting in his best licks toward the attainment of some end equally desired by his associates. But who ever heard a soldier say that he had his cap set for 117 ii8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Corporal's chevrons or that he hoped some day to wear three stripes? Heaven forbid that he should ever thus disgrace himself among his fellows. "Hell, no! No stripes for me, I want to stay right where I am number three in the rear rank. A buck private's got it over everybody, and I'm tellin' the world." Sure thing! How he loves to police up the Company street (finds snipes and match sticks and lots of things) ! He can hardly wait for his turn on K. P. to come around. It's so much more pleasant to actually do fatigue in his dirty Blues than to direct it in Khaki best. He's crazy about walking post. And as to the extra six cart wheels, why they don't interest a soldier any way. Sounds logical, doesn't it? How many times have you seen a soldier turn down a promotion and absolutely refuse to wear stripes when they were offered to him? But the end is not yet, modesty, the villain still pursued him. He got his stripes but "You understand, I didn't want 'em! You never saw me doing any hand-shaking. I told the Captain I'd rather be just a private but he said ' no, ' so I guess I'll have to do 'er, " and his pals all knew he had chevrons embroidered on his undershirts within six hours after he was "made. " Though it's military immodesty to admit ambition or ver- bally show pride in achievement, they are potent factors in the life of every enlisted man. So if "Buddie" goes home with stripes it's ten to one he's worked hard and earned them; if he goes home without them it's still ten to one he's worked hard for them. Isn't this the truth as to the part stripes played in your military experience? Certainly, deny it among your bunkies for military reasons, but what about it on the inside? The Rifle Range THE greatest ambition of the soldier is to avoid reveille. That little bugler with his "I can't get 'em up" is the bane of military existence. There was one period of time at Camp Fremont, when our ambition was realized and the march held no fear for us. That was the period of our daily pilgrimages to the range. For then we beat 'em to it and by the time that the bugler got up, we were half way out to the place of worship. In fact the only use that the writer got of his bunk in those days was the pleas- ure of fixing it up for Saturday morning inspection. This idea of rolling out in the middle of the night may be very home- like to some of these Native Son farmers, but it goes hard on those who suffer under the disadvantage of a city breeding. The rifle range stands out as the biggest part of our army life. From the second day of our recruit training, we were warned of a terrible realm known as the range. It was held out as a mysterious area, taking second place only to No- Man's Land, where we would suffer the penalty of our misdeeds. We were taught how to sight, the enjoyable art of the trigger- squeeze, and spent many hours in the pleasant occupation known as "push and pull." They told us it was to make us hard, and we believed them. If hardness is judged by a man's ability to swear at the sergeant, we reached the acme of per- fection. To permit a big, fat sergeant to stand out in front of us and make us push a young cannon about ten feet out in the air and then pull it back against whatsoever part of our anatomy it 119 I2O Twelfth U. S. Infantry happened to hit, and have the limit on the time by the ser- geant's wind-power is an indignity that even an ambitious young recruit should not have to endure. Another thing that made a lasting impression upon us was the prone position. We do not know who invented it, but we wish it understood that this made us all devout believers in the doctrine of Hell on earth. A man's belly may have its uses, but we are sure that it was never intended for a rolling machine. After a month of the aforementioned delightful experiences, we were pronounced "tuf enuf " for the range. We had been warned of its dangers, we had been told of the bucking quali- ties of our Enfields, and we went with padding on our shoulders and trepidation in our hearts. They wanted us to have our eyes in good shape, so they got us up in the middle of the night The Rifle Range 121 in order that the light of day would not dazzle us. It was here we first learned the truth of that old saying, "It is always darkest before the dawn." Finally, just as the moon was making its morning exit, we piled into a bunch of cattle cars, steamed up the boiler in one of the Southern Pacific's oldest wrecks, and embarked on the great adventure. After about seven miles of bumping and jerking, we arrived at the scene of our trouble. Everybody stared at us and our minds reverted back to some of the first- class funerals we had attended, and pictured another with little us playing the leading role. After much ado and necessary precaution, we marched up to the firing line. About three miles away there was a series of pinheads with numbers above them. We did not know just what they were but up the line a little way we heard an awful racket. The pinheads were bobbing up and down and every once in a while we saw a red flag waving. We immediately recognized that red flag. All we had heard for a month, was that red flag, which the sergeant had assured us would become the most familiar part of our range experience if we did not master the trigger squeeze. We were lined up, placed in the fifth order, and after some obstreperous young corporal came along and dirtied up our perfectly clean rifle, we had nothing to do but stand around and pray that the fateful moment would hurry up and come so that we could get it over. We had been preached to for many hours about the care we should take so that the company would get a good record ; but at that particular moment, we did not give a continental about the record. Our prime ambition was to get back to that haven of the oppressed, our bunk. Finally, the call came, we summoned all our youthful cour- age, and marched up. It used to be our favorite sport when younger, to read of the courage and fortitude with which murderers went to their fate at the electric chair. Now we 122 Twelfth U. S. Infantry tried to emulate their example, grasping our rifles, gritting our teeth, and with long and solemn faces taking our places. An old sergeant awaited us with a clip of cartridges. We did not know what to do with them, but there came a recollec- tion that away back in the past, some kind soul had instructed us in the art of inserting them in the magazine of the rifle. So we gingerly put them in, and as the sergeant offered no ob- jections, we assumed they were correct. Then we tied ourselves up in a knot and slid into the sling and at the sergeant's direction stretched ourselves out in our old friend and com- rade, the prone position. They had in the meantime moved the targets back a couple of miles or so but the sergeant pointed out one marked ninety- eight and told us it was only one hundred yards away, and far be it from us to tell the sergeant that he was a liar. In fact, our only thought was to get those ten shots fired as quickly as possible. So we settled down on the rocks and picked out our target. It really was not our intention to shoot at that particular time. As a matter of fact we had decided to lay there a while and see if we could not steady our nerves a bit by playing with the trigger, but strange as it may seem, the first thing we knew, the blame old cannon boomed off and we jumped a bit and the sergeant told us to get ready for the next shot. The marker in the pits was a little slow in pulling the target down and our first thought was: "My gosh, I missed the whole darn thing and I am going to get one of those red ones as sure as Heck. " And in the meantime we began to think of the things we had neglected to do. We had completely forgotten the trigger squeeze; we had neglected to aim properly; we may have flinched; and, if there were other necessary prerequisites to good shooting, we certainly had forgotten them. At last the target came up again and we settled ourselves calmly for the red flag. But lo and behold, he marked a four. The Rifle Range 123 1 ' A little low, ' ' warned the sergeant . ' ' Raise it up j ust a bit . ' ' This time we found the mark and were rewarded with a five right in the center of the bull. Oh, the confidence that that little five brought to us! Thenceforward it was easy sailing, and we marched away with the air of a homecoming hero, hav- ing scored out with forty-eight. On the next range, it was the same story ; it took a few shots to locate the mark but we found that shooting was not such a wonderful art after all. We went on from the 2OO-line with a forty-six. On the last range we did not do so well, but we still kept up in the forties and marched back with light heart eager to tell our tent-mates that we really could shoot. It took a couple of weeks to complete the work on the course. Some days we shot better than others. We did not break any records but we discovered we could shoot and that any German who got in our way would find that it would be to his advantage to say his "Deutscher" prayers. Life held far more pleasure, and our daily trip to the foothills came to be looked on as more of a lark than a duty. Of course there was still that little matter of getting up shortly after midnight, but a person in time becomes accus- tomed to most anything and we can look back to our exper- iences on the range, not as the bugaboo of our military life, but as a welcome diversion and an altogether satisfactory memory. Regimental Exhibition at Camp Fremont FOB ABLY no event staged at Camp Fremont while the Eighth Division was stationed there was more successf ully carried out, created more enthusiasm among the men of the Regiment and gathered a larger host of compliments from the Commanding General of the Division and the public than the Regimental exhibition put on by the Twelfth early in October, a few weeks prior to the departure of the Regiment for the East. Opening with a series of disarmament exercises by the Intelligence Section and concluding with a snappy parade by the Third Battalion under the command of Major Melasky, the exhibition was replete throughout with peppy work. During their part of the program the men of the Intelligence Section as a starter displayed rare skill in the camouflage work and the art of noiselessly capturing enemy sentinels. The Machine Gunners who were booked for the second part of the program furnished plenty of material for the movie men while maneuvering across the field with their carts and guns. Break- ing from column of squads into line with the sound of the whistle, announcing "action" the Machine Gunners in a few seconds had removed guns from the carts. Mules and carts were soon on their way to the rear while the guns were mounted, all set for firing. The audience was next given first-hand in- formation concerning the abilities of the one-pounder outfit when the section simulated action a half-dozen or more times across the field. Led by Major Charles L. Mullins, Battalion Commander, 124 Regimental Exhibition at Camp Fremont 125 the Second Battalion furnished plenty of entertainment for fifteen minutes with a series of calisthenics. Moving in uni- son, the companies of the Battalion carried out the different phases of the drill with such ease and precision that General Helmick, who was a guest, said later: "That Battalion is by all odds the best that has ever occupied this drill field. " Setting up lines of wires and establishing posts of communi- cation in the course of a few minutes, then taking down the lines and moving to the rear in less than two minutes was part of the stunt staged by the Signal Platoon during their exhibi- tion. Following the Signal Platoon's demonstration, Com- panies "D," "E," and "I" participated in an inter-company competitive close order drill. "I" Company was declared winner of the contest, with "E" Company second and "D" third. The fighters of Company "A," carrying rifles loaded with blanks, moved across the field in new company formation and, firing between advances, they afforded an interesting spectacle. Twenty minutes of maneuvering, which included every phase of skirmish and attack formation, as applied to the infantry, gave the Company an opportunity to display its ability as a crack rifle outfit. One of the most interesting events of the day was staged by the mounted orderlies. Fancy riding of all descriptions featured the affair. Commencing with a running race, which was close from the start, the exhibition included bareback rid- ing, a series of fancy stunts with one man riding two horses, "busting" wild mules and bronchos, and other thrillers. Following the demonstration by the Medical Detachment of field hospital work and the administering of first aid to doughboys who had faked injuries during the skirmishing, the Third Battalion, commanded by Major Melasky, passed in review as the final event of the afternoon's program. A Doughboy's Wedding SOME people would call it a romantic wedding which Chaplain Grey held during the "flu" quarantine, when besides the regimental quarantine, the line was also tight around the whole camp. The girl had come way down from Washington with her mother for the wedding, but when the matter was put up to the General he would not let the soldier out only to the edge of camp. Now the law requires both parties to be present before the County Clerk and to sign in "the big book" before the license can be granted, and "the big book" had never been out- side the County Clerk's Office, no, not since the Spaniards ruled in the land. But the girl was pretty, and maybe she used the feminine last resort, for she telephoned that if the Chaplain and the soldier would be in front of Camp Head- quarters at 1 1 : oo A.M. the Clerk would bring down " the big book." It was the day of the big rain and at 1 1 Chaplain Grey tramped down in his slicker only to find the girl in tears, for the Clerk had changed his mind. ' The big book ' ' could come out only at noon after office hours. When at noon the Chaplain returned the sun had broken through for a time, the Clerk and his deputy had arrived in a Ford, and on the counter of the Andrus Bus Station lay the big book. In less time than it takes to tell, the papers were com- plete, and whirling around the Clerk said, "Now, goto it, Chap- lain." Out on the grass under the nearest oak, the Chaplain read the service. Half an hour later he found them down by the Hostess House enjoying their honeymoon two paces apart. 126 A Doughboy's Wedding. 127 "Close to Disgrace, or the Pill Rollers' Last Stand" IT was three weeks since the Regiment had been smitten with the blight of quarantine. Everyone was as hard as nails, and just as fit as six weeks of unremitting applica- tion to infantry drill, in all its phases, could make him. Life in a cantonment, at the best, has few thrills, but clap a quaran- tine on and it is real monotony. A time comes when even the enchanting possibility of getting a black eye or a split lip in a boxing bout at the Chaplain's tent loses its power to enthrall. The doughboy becomes uneasy. He begins to feel like the mule on the picket line and he wants to kick. These are times when he feels like kicking over the traces altogether and going "A. W. O. L. " Only a few sentries are between him and the Big Village and it is not hard to slip through the line on a dark night. Of course, it may be hard to get back into Camp again. He may be court-martialed, but he might just as well be in the mill as in quarantine. The Colonel knew this as well as the Buck Private, so he decided to provide some amusement for the troops. There would be an inter-company drill demonstration. It would be held Friday at Stanford Field and the entire Regiment would at- tend. A program was published and the companies which were to participate made reply. The Rifle companies, the Machine Gun Company, the specialists' platoons of Headquarters Company, and the other entrants were on the qui vive, but nothing was said about the 128 "The Pill Rollers* Last Stand" 129 Pill Battery. Those who were on the inside, however, knew that the Medical Detachment was to do a " stunt. ' ' It was not on the program and it was intended as a surprise (a surprise, perhaps, that the Pill Rollers could do anything!). The great day came and company after company, platoon after platoon, the Regiment marched to Stanford Field. How good it felt to be able to stretch one's legs once again and to leave the odious quarantine behind, even if it was for only the short space of an afternoon ! And trailing up the rear, girdled about with those clumsy belts that look like life-preservers, came the Medical Detachment. The "Fighting Pill Battery " was going into action ! Bringing up the rear was the medical cart, a two- wheeled vehicle that would have passed for a second cousin to a dump- cart. Under its canvas cover were the chests containing the first aid kit, drugs, and surgical dressings. To the cart was hitched the fiery charger that an unfeeling Quartermaster had wished on the long-suffering Pill Battery. On deaf ears had fallen the Regimental Surgeon's repeated appeals to the Divi- sion Quartermaster to relieve the Medical Detachment of this dangerous animal. Daily the stable police, in fear and trem- bling, had combed and brushed this hulking brute from a dis- tance of three paces. Until the last hour before starting for the parade ground they had hoped against hope, that the Remount Depot would send another animal to replace this equine menace. But the relief never came, and it was with many a misgiving that they primed their hypodermics and made ready to go over the top. The demonstration had enjoyed considerable publicity and there was a good audience. The Commanding General and his Staff, a moving picture man, and many civilians had come to witness the spectacle. Never before had the Rifle companies marched so well. Never was the Manual of Arms executed with greater snap 130 Twelfth U. S. Infantry and precision than it was that afternoon. Not a man was out of step and no pivots were left on the field. The bayonet contest was a bloodless encounter. "Over the top and give 'em Hell!" the leaders of the rival teams shouted, and over they went. At each other's throats they flew. No need of "Give 'em a growl!" here. They snarled, they shouted, they whooped, they went for the throat and got their man. They crouched over vicious "Short points, " they lunged and made fatal "Long points"; they parried and thrust, and sent their blades home (through the curve of the elbow). And bayonet faces! As many demons could not have put more malice, more ferocity into a human counte- nance, than did these fighters. If the two teams only could have been transported bodily and set down that very minute "Somewhere in the Somme sector," they would have broken through the Hun lines and would have gone hurtling across the Rhine like a streak of lightning. The Machine Gun mules were there and they had brought the men with them. The whistle blew and they dashed into action. In a cloud of dust, under the death-dealing hail of Boche shrapnel, high explosive shells, and phosgene gas, the men threw themselves on the ground, and "mounted guns." Given the range, they released such a torrent of steel that the enemy melted like snow before the sun, and amid the plaudits of the civilians, and the click of the camera, the mules led the gunners off the field. The One Pounder shot higher than ever and the Intelligence Section lived up to its name. Then came another bayonet contest, at the end of which several men simulated wounds and remained on the field after the combatants had withdrawn. It was now time for the release of the Grand Surprise, a one- reel comedy by the Pill Battery. The Medical Detachment was to startle the Regiment with a demonstration of First Aid. The Corps men were to set up "The Pill Rollers' Last Stand" 131 a dressing station, send out stretcher-bearers for the wounded, and bring them back to the First Aid Station. This was all to be done in the space of five minutes. Speed was the "motif" ! Captain Peterson marshaled his forces at one end of the field. The Battery prepared for action! Out dashed horse and cart, followed by the Hospital Corps in column of fours. The center of the field was reached, the horse unhitched and led to a safe distance, and using the cart as a support, a Dressing Station was quickly improvised by stretching a shelter-half from the cart to a pair of poles. A litter placed across two chests served as an operating table. Across the field to the wounded men sped the litter bearers. Amid the applause of the audience they applied the necessary splints and dressings, and in a short time had carried the patients back to the Dressing Station. One minute still remained in which to dismantle the First Aid Station, load the cart, coax the horse into the cart and leave the field. But there was the horse to be reckoned with! Under ordinary conditions, to manage this animal would have been difficult, and the Corps had often speculated as to just what would happen when he started to prick up his ears and get that loco look at the sound of the Minnewurfer and the Soixante-Quinze ! The hour had struck. The horse must be led back to the cart and inducted into the shafts. It was a life-sized job, but the irony of fate had assigned it to the smallest man in the Detachment. Gingerly, he approached the horse from the rear. The watchful animal felt his presence, but registered stony indifference. Apologetically the little man looked up at the animal and with great circumspection grasped the bridle. Straightway the horse assumed a belligerent attitude, laid his ears back, planted his fore feet squarely, and gave a defiant snort. The little man looked apprehensively at the towering brute, then his affrighted gaze swept the vast assemblage of 132 Twelfth U. S. Infantry spectators. It was a critical moment. The camera froze him with its one unsympathetic optic; like a death-knell its stac- cato click smote his ears. At last he signaled to his comrades for help. In their eagerness they would have bolted right in front of the horse, but, despite his embarrassment, the little driver had sufficient presence of mind to warn them to approach cautiously. They divided into three sections, thinking to steal upon the horse from the rear and to envelop his flanks. Somehow, the perverse animal detected the contemplated maneuver, and suddenly wheeling around, started to balk in a fashion that struck terror into the hearts of even the most doughty Pill Roller. Meantime the minutes were speeding by. The audience was still sympathetically attentive, but the public is fickle. A few minutes longer and it would be not only mirthful but mocking. What was to be done? The Pill Rollers looked at one another blankly. Ridicule stared them in the face. Suddenly, an old soldier spoke up: "Give the horse a shot of morphine and we can haul the cart off the field ourselves!" He had cut the Gordian knot! Everyone heaved a deep sigh of relief. The needle was produced, and while the others held the horse, one man, more valiant than the rest, plunged the needle deep into the horse's neck. Soon the animal toppled over and lay stretched upon the ground and the Corps men turned to the abandoned cart. Led by the Sandow of the outfit, a half-dozen husky medi- cos grasped it by the shafts, and amidst the jeers of the infan- try and the cheers of the civilians, pulled it off the field. The camera clicked on and the Commanding General, his Staff, and their guests went over to the pavilion for tea. The partici- pants marched back to Camp and "Army Straight." The First Fire Call at Camp Fremont ALTHOUGH the daily army routine as outlined by Uncle Sam for his soldiers is built around the prin- ciples, "alertness and snap," "punch and pep," as our own Colonel Aloe describes it, the one time when every man must be on his toes and ready to go regardless of circum- stances is when fire call sounds. No matter whether the call of the bugler, usually preceded by warning shots by the sentinels on post is blown at high noon or in the dead of night, the soldier must be ready to "fall in" in "two counts" one to hit the floor, and the other to form in line ! Fire calls were not very numerous while the Twelfth was stationed at Camp Fremont. In fact, the men who joined the organization in May did not have a chance to respond to one until the first Saturday in October, at about 3:30 A.M. It was the night before the last divisional review, after which the "Pathfinder" Division began to break camp to move eastward. Every man in the Regiment had retired early under orders to be ready to stand reveille at 4:30 the next morning instead of 5:30. During the night, dark clouds gathered from the southwest and a gentle California autumnal rain was falling. Not a sound could be heard through the big camp with the exception of an occasional muffled ring from an alarm clock, awakening the company cooks so that break- fast might be prepared in time, or the challenging of sentinels. Suddenly a chorus of sharp pistol-shots intermingled with 133 i34 Twelfth U. S. Infantry the call "Fire!" by the sentinels rent the air. Buglers, awakened by the outcry, were soon on duty, racing from one company street to another, sounding the call for fire. Weird shrieks from the camp siren horns and those attached to the big fire trucks were heard on all sides. There was a fire. Older men of the Regiment who knew only too well what that meant, rushed into the company streets and aroused the sleeping soldiers, warning them that they must get out, and get out "on the double," regardless of whether they were entirely clothed or not. And the soldiers "got out" too. In a few seconds' time the streets were swarming with soldiers, hurrying to get into com- pany formation. Chased from their warm bunks by the alarm, the new men indeed presented a humorous spectacle. All of them, of course, were out. But the apparel of some was too scanty to describe! In the first platoon of Machine Gun Company, for instance, an excited soldier stood with his hat, shirt, and trousers on; that was about all, too. A sock graced his left foot and he held a shoe and legging in his hands while he was making a vain attempt to act cool. Many of the men ran out and lined up without shoes, hats, or coats. Others had been fortunate enough to hear the first call and were fully dressed with the possible exception of leggings. Everyone was trying to appear cool and collected. In this the older men of the Company succeeded, but it was hardly possible for the newer men. The dark clouds over head were brightened almost continuously by the fiery sheets of flame which leaped upward. Not until the officers arrived a few minutes later, and an- nounced that the Company would not be needed to help fight the fire as recall had already gone, did the men have an oppor- tunity to relax from the strenuous excitement of the preceding ten minutes. The First Fire Call at Camp Fremont 135 Soon afterwards word came through headquarters from a member of the Company who had "beat it " through the guards that the old skating rink at Menlo Park, situated about half a mile from the camp proper, had burned. Last Days at Camp Fremont THE Regiment was packing up. The long months of drill were over, the tedious weeks of quarantine would soon be a memory, and now almost any day would see the Twelfth Infantry shouldering packs for a joyous march to the long line of coaches that would transport the Regiment across the continent. From Headquarters down to Company " M, " the varicolored boxes gave the streets a gala appearance. Each battalion had its own combination of colors, crimson and red, black and white, green and black, and on all the boxes, that magic triangle, "A. E. F.," symbolic of the wonderful possi- bilities that the future held in store. The unmistakable signs of our early departure were every- where and nothing indicative of moving was overlooked by the men of the Regiment. A large pile of cordwood had ap- peared near Headquarters. Under the watchful eyes of the sentries the prisoners had carefully split it into stove size. "For the Cook Car on the trip across the continent, " said the Color Sergeant in a whisper, "we'll get our orders any day now; all we're waiting for is that telegram from Washington." This passed like wild-fire from tent to tent, and was soon part of the ever-increasing host of rumors. The air was surcharged with the intense excitement of ex- pectancy. Everyone was on his toes. And good reason, too. Were not these last days the culmination of the hard work, the incessant drill, the hopes, the fears, and the repeated disap- pointments of months? There were old soldiers in the Regi- 136 Last Days at Camp Fremont 137 ment who had fought the Spanish in Cuba, Aguinaldo and the Moros in the Philippines; there were boys who had joined the Colors at the outbreak of the trouble with Mexico, and had fought Mexicans, centipedes, tarantulas, and rattlesnakes on the Border. Enlisted men and drafted men, the Texan who had followed the head-hunter through tropical swamps, the Missourian who had pursued the ''imaginary enemy" of the F. S. R. through three hitches, and the Bostonian and New Yorker who had learned to hold their first pivot but six weeks before old soldier and recruit were keyed up to the breaking point. They could hardly sleep at night for fear that some- thing might happen to countermand the order for their depar- ture, or that the War would be over before they left even the Cantonment. That hostilities might end was a much dreaded possibility, for almost every Saturday night the Dove of Peace would flutter over the Camp in the guise of the "Extras" of the San Francisco newspapers declaring that it was reported that Germany was about to ask for an Armistice. All horses, mules, and wagons had been turned in to the Remount Depot, as were all surplus articles of equipment. Light underwear, canvas leggings, and all clothing not included in the overseas equipment had been returned to the Supply Sergeants, and the floors of the Supply Tents were heaped high with discarded clothing. All day the brains of the Supply Sergeants reeled with the conglomeration of articles that were to be checked and rechecked, while at night (if they were able to find time to lie down at all), they tossed restlessly, their sleep broken by nightmares of drowning in which they strug- gled for breath in an ever-mounting tide of canvas leggings, russet shoes, cotton underwear, barrack-bags, and shelter halves. In addition to the colossal task of checking the thousands of articles that were being turned in, was the equally huge labor of issuing and checking the new overseas equipment. 138 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Everyone had been issued heavy wool clothing and trench shoes. How reluctant we all were to part with our tailored uniforms and dress shoes! What memories of those care-free hours of the week-end pass clung to those clothes! And when we turned them in, how much more went with them than the mere articles checked off in the little ruled spaces of the Cloth- ing Slip. How queer the clumsy, cowhide shoes, what jests and gibes the heavy hobs provoked! Yet, they made us feel more like soldiers and it seemed as if at last we were to be real fighters. These final days, above all, were days of elimination. After we had learned that we could not take our barrack-bags with us, what surprising discoveries were made with regard to what we could get along without! The exigencies of space forced us to strip ourselves down to the bare necessities. The Quarantine had complicated matters somewhat. Many of the men had brought their families to Palo Alto during the long period of training and there were a hundred and one little odds and ends that each one felt that he should at- tend to before leaving. Under the quarantine, it was im- possible either to leave or to return to the Regimental confines. For weeks the sentries had paced about the Regimental area and before the entire Division was put in quarantine, friends and relatives were permitted to visit the men of the Regiment at six paces distance. During the sunny October afternoons, the surrounding streets were gay with the dresses of sweet- hearts, mothers, and sisters, as they stood here and there in pathetic little groups, talking with "their soldier boy," for what might perhaps be the last time. Meanwhile, the sentry would pass and repass, as he walked his post, taking care that the prescribed six paces were maintained. Often the visitors would bring lunch or supper from the nearby Hostess House, and then would follow a curious sort of picnic, one half of the party within the quarantined area, while the other remained Victory-Peace Celebration, New York Sky line, New York City Packed aboard the ferry Wall Street on Victory Day New York Bay Camp Mills to Newport News Our troopship The U. S. S. "Pocahoatas" Glad to be on dry land once more First Battalion goes to Norfolk Last Days at Camp Fremont 139 six paces out in the road. When the sentry's back was turned, the food was passed quickly to the " prisoners." But as the severity of the epidemic increased, and the en- tire Division was placed in quarantine, it became necessary to take away even this privilege, and despite the fact that the Regiment might leave upon scant notice, everyone, from the Colonel down to the raw recruit, was unable to communicate with his relatives save by telephone, letter, or telegraph. How strangly quiet everything had become with the Di- visional quarantine! How curious seemed the absence of the whir of automobiles along Santa Cruz Avenue, and how de- serted the Regimental borders with only the khaki clad sen- tries! Gone the gay colored dresses and vanished the bright green parasols ! Now, as never before, did the men of the Regiment realize that there was a Chaplain. Indeed, they were glad that the latest Tables of Organization provided for three chaplains. The old-time Army Chaplain may have been content with being solely a "spiritual advisor," but during these last days the Chaplain was called upon for almost any service. And what a good old world it seemed to us all, that wonder- ful place beyond the veiling oak trees. How ironical, that despite our nearness, it should still be so far removed! As was often heard in the Regiment during this trying period, " If we were in France, we wouldn't mind so much, but here we are, right close to our relatives and friends; some of us may never come back, and yet we cannot see them!" There was no errand that was not entrusted to the Chaplain. He was preacher, lawyer, banker , expressman, sport promoter, movie man, notary mother, father, sister, brother, to 3,500 men. Daily he would leave for Palo Alto, his pockets bulging with money orders, drafts, checks, telegrams, and his brain reeling with the multitudinous commissions with which he had been entrusted. To add to his difficulties, the large tent which 140 Twelfth U. S. Infantry had served him as chapel, theater, and recreation hall had been struck and was already packed up. As one doughboy put it, " I'd go mad if I were in his place. The poor man has no place that he can call home or office, nothing but an open field to run around in and no place to hide from the clamoring mob who are begging him to cash a draft, sell them stamps, send a tele- gram, or despatch their suitcase." And the Canteen. What would the Regiment have done without it? Somehow, when there is nothing else to do, the doughboy begins to feel a gnawing sensation in the region of his stomach. Failing this, he gets thirsty, or wants a smoke. No civilian will ever know what a craving for sweets follows the combination of hard drill and Army chow. The Quaran- tine barred the Y and the K. C. and we could not go to town. But there was the Canteen. During these days the Canteen did a phenomenal business. Picture a general merchandise store, restaurant, candy, and ice-cream parlor all rolled into one with the monopoly of the trade of 3,500 men, and you have Big Business. Since sanitary restrictions forbade promiscuous congregating, it was found necessary to close the Canteen as a store. The men were per- mitted to line up before the door and the clerks would bring out whatever purchases they wished to make. And line up they did, as early and late as the worn-out clerks would work. There they would stand, clamoring to be waited upon, while the harassed clerks tried in vain to satisfy their demands for "Service." There were two lines, each often more than a hundred feet long; one lead to the pie and ice-cream counter, the other to the exchange counter. Four sentries, two on each "queue" kept the men lined up. And how they would tackle those pies, after that long wait for the privilege of digging into them ! In one day, from twelve noon until seven-thirty in the evening, the Canteen reported the sale of 2,250 pies! Then the supply ran out. And soda pop ! Two dozen cases would Last Days at Camp Fremont 141 not last two minutes! Quarantine made these men both hungry and thirsty. Four thousand eight hundred bottles of soda water was one day's sale. Apples went as fast, the average daily sale being at least fifty boxes. Equally as busy as the Canteen was the telephone booth. There was the one vital link with the outside world, this won- derful medium by which the anxious mother, wife, or sweet- heart could hear the voice of her loved one, despite the line of M. P.'s surrounding the Camp, and the chain of sentries who paced day and night around the limits of the Regiment. Strangely enough, although telegrams were subject to military censorship, even up until the very hour of departure, the mails and the telephone wires were uncensored. To the considerate- ness of whatever benevolent soul in leather puttees this liberal policy was due, no one ever knew, but what grateful prayers must have ascended to the Pearly Gates in his behalf! The celestial wires were heavily charged with the thankful petitions of lover and maid, mother and son, husband and wife. From before daybreak until the wee small hours, the telephone booth had its line-up. Three thousand five hundred men and only one telephone booth! Connecting this lone booth with all of northern California was the one small ex- change in Palo Alto. Small wonder that even when one was fortunate enough to get anywhere near the telephone, it was a matter of hours before he could get any reply to a long-distance call. The influenza was beginning to make itself felt. The length of the line-up at the Canteen was exceeded only by the number of men who reported daily on Sick Call. Ambulances filled with masked patients left almost hourly for the Base Hospital, and the temporary hospital that had been established at Headquarters was crowded. The Colonel, the Regimental Supply Sergeant, a Battalion Sergeant Major and the Supply Officer were all stricken, and at times there were grave fears 142 Twelfth U. S. Infantry that the departure of the Regiment would be delayed because of the number of men who had been transferred to the Base Hospital. Suddenly, on Monday, October 2ist, came the order to strike tents and to empty our bedsacks. The great day had come. On the bulletin boards was posted our new address, "care of the A. E. F. via New York. " That night was the nearest thing to a carnival that the Regiment had ever witnessed. The myriads of incandescent lights which dangled from the wires over the empty tent frames shed a mellow radiance over the groups who gathered in the streets and sang the songs that had seemed to go along with the drill. Never had we sung Oier There with such enthusiasm. We were going over at last, we felt it, we knew it. Never before had the song, There's a Long, Long Trail meant so much to us! Now and then the night would seem as day in the intense white light of a flare. As the bright radiance spent itself and the dim outlines of the momentarily revealed oaks were lost in the obscurity of the night, the hiss of a rocket would rise above the murmurs of the camp and the meteor- like projectile would describe its fiery course across the dark canopy overhead. The Signal Platoon was celebrating with its expendable fireworks. We had emptied our bed sacks that afternoon on the grow- ing mountain of straw that was piling up near Morrison Field. Our packs were all rolled and ready to put on our backs, with the exception of the extra blanket left out for that night, but everyone was so joyful, so exuberantly happy at the prospect of leaving, that he would scarcely have slept had he had the downiest pillow instead of the bare canvas cot which, supple- mented by a pair of blankets and an overcoat, served as a couch for those who cared to snatch their forty winks. As the night grew colder, many gathered in the bath-houses for there the gas water-heaters afforded some warmth. Last Days at Camp Fremont In the kitchens the cooks were busy making sandwiches for the morrow, long after the bugler had blown taps and the bells of the nearby convent had tolled midnight. The next day would see the finale of the tedious months of drill and rumor. The Twelfth would leave Fremont and its spreading oaks for the Gateway to the Great Adventure, the Port of Embarkation. The Port of Embarkation! What magical words; what boundless vistas they opened up ! How charged with possi- bilities! They might mean anything. Would we leave the States from "an Atlantic port" for France, as had the hun- dreds of thousands who had crossed the seas before us, or would we follow the contingent that had gone to Siberia? And what route would we take? How long would we be on the road? How many of us would come back? What a remarkable fascination in the very uncertainty of it all ! Far flung, indeed, was the battle-line of our imagination from the blood-soaked fields of Flanders to the shores of the Yellow Sea. Eight Trains, Eight Days, the Pride of the Eighth QUITE a coincidence, eh! Eight trains of war-hungry soldiers, the pride of the Eighth Division spending Eight long days with the brakies, speeding across the continent. Resentment to the word "speeding" as applied to the trip may be shown by the majority of the men of the Twelfth. For, if the writer remembers correctly, there was little "speeding" done on the trip, and furthermore the twenty -five mile per limit for troop trains as determined by our esteemed friend and boss, Uncle Sam, was not violated. That is, it was not exceeded, and if any violation occurred it was because the trains did not travel up to the prescribed limit. Leaving at regular intervals during the forty-eight-hour period including October 226. and 23d, the personnel of the Twelfth aboard tourist cars were soon well out of the mild climate of "Sunny" California by the northern route through the snow-capped Sierras into the barren desert lands, and by the southern route through the Mojave Desert, around by the way of New Mexico and Arizona. As was the case of the forty- two trains which carried the Eighth Division on the trip, the eight trains transporting the Twelfth were about equally divided between the northern and southern routes. The men who boarded trains taking the southern route, although apparently having the worst end of the affair during the first few days of the trip, undoubtedly had a more interesting 144 Eight Trains, Eight Days, Pride of the Eighth 145 wind -up than the other sections of the Regiment. At Detroit, Michigan, the trains were run aboard a train-ferry and trans- ported across the Detroit River to Windsor, Canada. Arriving at Niagara Falls all of the men were given an opportunity to see the falls from the Canada side. Soon after entraining again at the falls, the river was crossed and taking a southwesterly course the troops were soon well back into the States. Although the trip was a long and tedious one, naturally tiresome considering the fact that the cars were crowded with the extra equipment, plenty of thrills were afforded the men through the fact that several of the trains were wrecked principally cars becoming detached and left stranded while the rest of the train proceeded till the trouble was discovered. 146 Twelfth U. S. Infantry The Red Cross, as usual, was on hand at nearly every stop with cigarettes and candies. The men had an opportunity to enjoy the hospitality of the Red Cross in a dozen or more States on the trip and were universal in their opinion that this organization was the "same good " everywhere. The Y. M. C. A. also came in for their share of the good work. At Cleveland the "Y" extended an invitation to the officers to allow their men to visit the big "Y" building during the three-hour lay- over there. Did the dusky doughboys take advantage of the invitation? Well we should hope so, and after a half -hour's struggle with the showers and a few snappy bouts in the gym, which took up the major part of the three hours, the soldiers appeared noticeably refreshened and boarded the trains feeling "fit as a fiddle." All of the sections, into which the Regiment was divided for the trip, had their stories of the best reception of the trip, but the one as told by a part of the Provisional Battalion regarding their stop-over at Bath, New York, a prosperous town of 20,000 inhabitants situated in the Catskill Mountains, seemed to be the best. Arriving over the Knickerbocker Limited about two o'clock in the afternoon, the day before they reached Hoboken, the major in charge of the train directed that the men remove all equipment from the cars for the first in- spection of the trip. Lining up with full equipment near the railroad station, the soldiers soon were surrounded by hundreds of the citizens of the town. Although scores of troop trains passed through this place weekly, none ever stopped long enough for the soldiers to detrain. The only soldiers who had ever stopped over in the town were a battalion of artillery which marched in the Labor Day parade last fall. It seemed that the whole town had gathered at the station in a few minutes. The people could not do enough for the men, it appeared. After fifteen minutes of snappy calisthenics the soldiers in squad formation marched through the principal Eight Trains, Eight Days, Pride of the Eighth 147 streets of the city, and at the conclusion of the parade, were treated to a hot lunch in a down- town restaurant. While they were waiting at the station for the command to again board the train, the Red Cross with the aid of a score or more business men distributed smokes, fruit, and candies and when the train pulled out sent them on the road with a series of rousing cheers. As the trains made stops of from one to three hours prac- tically every day, the soldiers had an opportunity to get a glimpse at several large cities during the trip. Each morning, weather permitting, they detrained and were put through a stiff series of calisthenics, usually followed by a short hike. In case the weather was inclement and would not permit out- side "setting-up exercises" the aisles of the cars were made to serve the purpose. One disappointing phase of the trip to the soldiers was the fact that the trains passed through practically every large city at night. Commencing with the stop after dusk the first day out at Sacramento, Ogden, Utah, Omaha, Nebraska, Chicago, Cleveland, and Buffalo were in the majority of cases passed through during the wee hours of the morning. At Chicago as one of the doughboys described it, "our train must have been mistaken for a cattle train, for the switching crew played ping- pong with us in the stockyards nearly all night." Detraining upon their arrival at Hoboken and boarding a ferry for the trip up the harbor to the Long Island railway for the last lap of the journey to Camp Mills, the soldiers found plenty of entertainment, taking in the scenes around the harbor. Outside of a few cases of "flu" the men of the Regiment arrived at Camp Mills in good shape and had soon forgotten their experiences of the past eight days, looking forward to the preparation for and the big trip across the pond. Off Again ! On Again ! Camp Mills "T^XTRA! Extra! All 'bout the Wa-haw!" shrieked I jj the newsboy in the early morning subsequent to our arrival about midnight at Camp Mills. Needless to say his method of salesmanship brought little response on that particular morning. For having hiked two miles in the dark with full field packs on our backs, we were not disposed toward early rising. Particularly when upon our arrival, we were obliged to raise a tent, search for bunks, and long for bedsacks, till sleep overtook us. Another bedlam of excitement had been occasioned by the general stampede for equipment that had been discarded promiscuously in the dark. Accusations, charging everyone in general, and no one in particular, with most any crime from petty larceny to em- bezzlement, were rampant and disturbed the midnight quie- tude. Finally everyone had taken someone's equipment and turned in. For that inconsiderate newsboy to shout, "All about the Wa-haw," before noon, was to us a heinous crime deserving court-martial. During this first day, little occurred except that we took a much-needed bath. Some spent the time making the acquaint- ance of newsboys and the natives of Long Island. These in- dividuals were of an affable disposition and assured us that, considering the time of year, we were being blessed with ex- ceptionally fine weather. This at scarcely more than thirty degrees above! But that night it broke loose by commencing 148 Off Again! On Again! Camp Mills 149 to rain pitch-forks and hammer-handles at double time. In tents, much the worse for long service, we were baptized with enough over-head irrigation to have converted the Mojave Desert into a sea. Then we rose to dress with our feet dabbling in a "River Jordan, " which flowed turbulently under our bunk and out beneath the flap, or hole where the flap ought to be. The system of supplying us with chow included all "mur- dering" improvements. A few blasts on a whistle started a general stampede through a sea of mud for the inevitable line, and woe unto him who was slow of foot and arrived last to stand longest in the downpour. So velocity was a matter of expediency to all concerned. When the rations were formally issued, one could recline against the Mess Shack or sit on the wood pile with back to the wind and dust, thereby missing some of it. The alternative to this was to vamoose back to one's tent which Uncle Sam's nephews had equipped for light housekeeping, though indiscreetly ignoring the light. Occasionally, if one felt so disposed and had a couple of affidavits from disinterested parties he could make a return trip for "seconds." But "seconds" usually consisted of pie bought jointly and severally by the various occupants of each tent and fetched from the canteen by whichever member of the hexagon happened to be broke. If it was immediately after pay-day with everybody flush, we matched or tossed a coin to see who would constitute the detail. The first week was one of suspense and conflicting rumors originating for the most part somewhere in the rear or else with the newsboys who persisted in shouting, "There will be no more hobnails ! " or " All about the prune pickers ! ' ' Firm in the belief that we were going to account for the Kaiser and innumerable other square-heads, our spirits were high and our morale unexcelled. The first rumor that Ger- many had surrendered had a depressing mental effect that bordered on disgust, but we were heartened somewhat by the Twelfth U. S. Infantry continued daily examination that was to precede our departure by twenty-four hours. But each time about 10:00 P.M., after we had our pack made and bedsack emptied, orders would come that held us up. A week of this and then, "The Armis- tice." It found the Twelfth all dressed up but with no place to go. It is safe to say that at this point our enthusiasm relaxed somewhat, and a general feeling of disappointment possessed us. Then we commenced doing our bit at fatigue. That hurt. We were fighters and preferred to have that work relegated to the Labor Battalions. So we toiled, without the spirited application with which we could have dug a trench at Chateau-Thierry. How- ever, our spirits were enlivened noticeably when the quaran- tine was lifted and passes were granted. The Twelfth took New York by storm and was royally received by its people. After the novelty of the bright lights had subsided some- what, we explored a few of the smaller towns, including Hempstead and Jamaica. As per schedule and in conformity with precedent, again there were rumors of our moving, the customary three weeks having elapsed. It is said the prime requisites of atypical soldier are: always broke, always hungry, and always wanting to move; so being typical soldiers, we were not averse to moving. After a series of rumors pro and con with fluctuating hopes on the part of the men, marching orders finally came. There were some foreboding and slight misgivings when we boarded a real transport, for we had to admit that we were not quite sure just where we were going. We had relinquished all hopes of a European trip and the prospects for adventure had vanished, so when a forty-eight-hour ride in a southwesterly direction finally landed us at Newport News, we were thankful even for small blessings. Little Old New York FIVATE WATSON slicked his hair back, attacked his hob-nail shoes with a scrubbing brush, and tilting his overseas cap at an angle of forty-five, started for the Metropolis of the world. Joy reigned in camp that day for twenty-five per cent of each Company of the Twelfth Infantry had permission to see New York by day and night. Song and story had told Private Watson much about the great city, but he was soon to see with his own eyes the tall buildings, Fifth Avenue, and even Broadway by night. Sol- dier Watson had his heart set on seeing Broadway, for wasn't that the place where broken hearts were featured and where the bright lights shone ever so brilliantly? New York stood waiting with her arms extended to greet the lad in khaki. The automobilist speeding along the con- crete highway in a flying Packard, threw on the brakes and invited the soldier to ride into town. The soldier thought he was a stranger in New York, but as mile after mile was reeled off, he was kept busy nodding his head. "Gosh, the folks here take a liking to soldiers, don't they?" was the thought that ran through Watson's muddled brain. He was whirled down the city's wide streets and he was the cynosure of all eyes. Big business men, pretty little store girls, the corner barkers and all seemed to bid him welcome. He climbed out of the car, realizing that New York was a soldier's city. The farther he walked, the firmer became his conviction that New York loved Uncle Sam's soldiers. 151 152 Twelfth U. S. Infantry He strolled up and down paying no particular attention to directions for the sights he saw kept his attention. He boarded a big sight-seeing car, and with a crowd of tourists traveled all over the city, and got an eye full for a thin dime. The soldier was real hungry as chow time approached. He strutted into the dining-room of the Hotel Belmont and ordered a double porterhouse steak with all of the trimmings. The bill amounted to two dollars and sixty-five cents, but the food was splendid and the social end of it pleased our soldier. He pulled out his pocketbook and produced a five-dollar bill, that had been earned by the sweat of his brow. But just then a gray -haired man stepped out and said, "My boy, you are evidently going to France, let me pay for that dinner and when you come back I want you to look me up, " and he gave Watson his card. The soldier was partly stunned. He thanked the old gentleman very kindly and wandered out into the street. It was night. Broadway was all lit up. The streets were jammed with pedestrians and the soldier's right arm was kept busy saluting his officers. He marched on and stopped where a speaker was talking in behalf of the Liberty Bond issue. He was singled out and presented with a smileage book good for all theatrical shows in any camp. The eyes of the big boy from the West fairly danced. He elbowed his way out of the throng and a comely woman stopped him and inquired as to the length of his pass. She invited him to dinner the following day but Private Wat- son had to decline as drill would claim his attention on the morrow. So it was wherever he went a continual round of pleasure. Money he could not spend and the people were so kind to him. Someone had told him that it would cost him twenty -five dollars to see New York and here he was having the time of his life for a dime. While profiteers in some cities waxed rich off the soldiers, New York protected them and showed them the finest sort of Little Old New York 153 hospitality. The big policeman on the city's corner would walk out of his way to direct the soldier to his destination. New York was very kind to the soldier from the start, but she outdid herself when the armistice news was received. Uncle Sam's Twelfth Infantry boys came back to camp from the world's largest metropolis with the firm conviction that that city had the biggest heart in the world. Little Ole New Yawk, the Twelfth Infantry boys doff their caps to you ! Thirty-six Hours on the "Pocahontas" THE word "Pocahontas," before the signing of the Armis- tice, brought to our minds the picture of an Indian maiden who one day saved Captain John Smith from death at the stake. But now "Pocahontas" suggests con- gested quarters, poor food, and rats. The Twelfth was climbing up the gang-plank of this ship, for- merly the German liner Princess Irene, now one of the largest United States transports, as she lay at one of the piers in the har- bor, early in the morning of Sunday, November 24th. The ma- jority of the soldiers were outspokenly glad that they were to have the "pleasure " of boarding a transport, and as the boys talked of the event during the trip, and afterward when they had been safely landed at Newport News, they expressed themselves as "glad I took the trip for had I not taken it, I would have wondered what a trip on a troop ship was like. But, no thanks! I don't care for another similar experience." Herded into the dark holds of the monster craft like a group of cattle, carrying full overseas equipment, the men found it a difficult task to follow the winding stairways. Occasionally, when a pair of trusty hob-nails failed to connect properly with the iron steps, the descending system was aided materially and the "gob guides" only had to steer the pack- bound soldier as he went skidding past. Even when the holds had been reached the task was not ended. In fact, the trouble had just begun. Winding their way through the narrow passages, the men finally reached their destination and for some, it seemed that it might be a perma- nent one. A full pack and a husky doughboy crowded the small quarters to capacity. Assigned to one of the series of 154 Thirty-Six Hours on the " Pocahontas " 155 bunks built four deep, ten inches apart from top to bottom, with about an eighteen-inch passage between tiers, the men spent the larger part of the first half hour maneuvering around, speculating as to which would be the better place to shed their equipment and settle down. The humorous side of the affair began when the men removed their packs and attempted to crawl into their bunks. Of course, those who had been assigned upper bunks did the climbing, while the soldiers drawing the bottom bunks simply had to lie down on the floor and roll over. But the "bottom bunkie " usually postponed his retirement until his "higher up " had turned in, for the man occupying the lower bunk was in dire danger of having a hob-nail thrust into his face when his bunkie ascended to his berth. Breathing facilities were also limited for the bottom berth man. For many men, their first thought after shedding their pack was to find a way to get out of the hold and up on deck. Those who could gather courage ventured up the stairs and were steered by the gobs to the rest room, which adjoined the kitchen, and the men had the privilege of peering through the port holes to the pier below. Shortly before three o'clock, the time set for the big craft to leave the dock, permission was granted to go on deck, and, in a few minutes after the announcement, the decks were swarming with soldiers. The men spent the first hour after the departure of the big ship in "abandon ship " and fire drill. That over, they donned their life preservers and wore them continuously. The gobs explained that there was still danger of a floating mine in the path of the transport. A mine sweeper suspended from the port side of the ship emphasized the possibility of danger. The naval authorities as usual were alert, taking every precau- tion to safeguard the transport's load. The men seemed to regard the life preservers as more of a luxury than an obstacle ; when on deck, the preservers fitting snugly about the waist 156 Twelfth U. S. Infantry and shoulders, did service as padded jackets, protecting the wearers from the chilly winds. In the hold, especially at night- time, they made an excellent pillow for the canvas covered bunks. Chow time came and the soldiers were lined up for a dish of slum just common slum, little different from the old army mixture and a few slices of bread. During the first meal and those that followed, the men found that dining on the transport, was not so pleasant as on Mother Earth. Not only were the "dining " quarters (next to the rail on the second deck) cramped and sadly lacking in accommodations, but they also tended to invite seasickness. Only a small per cent, failed to rally, however, and most remained to amuse themselves, joshing those who had been less fortunate, who had occasion to use the rail for purposes other than eating. Sleeping in the holds was more than an ordinary under- Thirty-Six Hours on the " Pocahontas" 157 taking, and, in the course of the night, scores of men made their way up on deck to seek relief from the bad air. The following day (Monday), they spent strolling about the decks, very few staying below. In the afternoon a few snappy box- ing bouts were staged on the lower decks, and the band played. It was soon after chow time that about fifty had their first real chow aboard ship. While making a trip around the mess halls, one of the soldiers found a case of eggs, with only a few gone. Rushing into the rest room, the discoverer conveyed the idea to others, and in a few minutes the space between the hen's nest and the rest room was crowded with hungry soldiers. A half-dozen eggs and a steam pipe served the purpose, and boiled eggs were soon the talk of the ship. Presently all that remained of the full case was a huge pile of egg shells. Just before the ship docked at Newport News, one of the egg fiends, attempting to make the trip to the hold with a handful of soft-boiled eggs, slipped on the iron stairway and fell. The eggs rolled through the lattice work, down the staircase, and so continued until they reached the last hold. Here they struck and burst on a group of soldiers who were sleeping near the stairway, a sergeant from the Machine Gun Company receiving the worst end of the deal. Two of the eggs fell through and struck him on the forehead. In the wee hours of the morning of the 26th, part of the troops disembarked from the Pocahontas. With a full moon brighten- ing the landscape, the men marched to Camp Stuart, all thankful that dry land had been reached again and most earnest in their expressions that they had had enough of ocean travel at Uncle Sam's expense. The First Battalion crossed Hampton Roads to Norfolk and proceeded by daylight to the Army Supply Base for duty. Good Old Army Fatigue PROBABLY no other phase of army life is so disgusting at times to the average soldier as army fatigue, which comes as regularly as chow and which probably is more extensive in its scope than all other regular army routines combined. However, fatigue work as carried out in the Twelfth Infan- try, whether regimental or company, is so arranged that in most cases it comes as a welcome change to most of the sol- diers, for it affords a chance to be relieved from the daily intensive drill schedule which, especially during peace times, is so liable to become monotonous. Garbed in the commodious denim fatigue uniforms, nothing affords a more humorous spectacle than a body of soldiers marching to and fro or working on a fatigue detail. The denim clothing which is issued to the men for fatigue duty comprises prob- ably a larger variety of colors than did the proverbial "Joseph's Coat" every- thing from chocolate color, to "hunter's green" and the lightest shade of yellow. And the Mis-fits. For instance, some of the smaller men who were measured for a 32-27 pair of trousers, are usually issued 40-33 overalls or larger, with a 42 or 44 size coat. There is no such luck as getting a fit in army fatigue clothes, or anywhere near one; at least the writer, although he has 158 Good Old Army Fatigue 159 been in the army quite a while and has worked on as many fatigue details as the average soldier (more than the average, he thinks) has never yet seen a soldier with a "fit in fatigues." Evidently the manufacturer of fatigue clothes instructs his employees in cutting out patterns for the fatigue uniforms to go on the theory that all of Uncle Sam's soldiers are big huskies certainly six feet or better in height and chests in proportion ; for, as a general thing there are no small suits ; hence the small soldier finds himself in a suit fit only for a "superman. " The result is a group of graceful folds about the wrist and ankle, with tucks a-plenty at the waistline. Although, every man in a Company usually does fatigue in his turn, fatigue as outlined by the "Top" sergeant often is prescribed for some men of the Company who have been found guilty of some slight misdemeanor, missing a formation or failing to pass an inspection, for instance. "Saturday fatigue," which usually consists of raking and sweeping and otherwise policing up the Company street, is one of the most common special fatigues. Probably no duty is more unwelcome to the average soldier than "Saturday fa- tigue" for with that usually goes the disappointment of not having re- ceived the much longed-for week-end pass. What greater pleasure than the chance to have a couple of days' vacation from the Company, visiting in some nearby city or town! Will there be anything in civilian life which can give us the real joy we felt when we saw those lists for fatigue and realized that we were free? The Mill "T T EAR Ye! Hear Ye! The kan g aro court of Camp | I Stuart is now opened and silence is commanded." The mammoth enclosure surrounded by a triple pro- tection of barbed wire, and housing close to five hundred mili- tary prisoners takes on an air of quiet as the above call is sounded for one or more prisoners are being led to the mock trial that is accorded every man who enters the walls of the prison. The Judge has taken his seat, the prosecuting and defend- ing attorneys are ready for the clash that will soon follow, and the twelve jurors are drawn up in a double line looking as solemn as if it lay in their power to send the accused to the firing squad. The Mill is as quiet as the grave. A bright, youthful appearing boy is brought forward and the charge is read to him. He is accused of having absented himself for a period of thirty days during which time he is also charged with having worn civilian clothes. The testimony is taken, the lawyers make their pleas and a vigorous defense wins the day for the youth. The Judge, however, sees fit to assess the Prisoner one dollar, which goes into the tobacco fund and the trial is over. The custodian of the prison volunteers the information that a little over fifty dollars now rests in the fund, gathered from fines; and the men are allowed to purchase tobacco in all forms, and stamps and writing material. The men in the mill are not an unhappy lot. The majority of them are garrison prisoners, doing their time for an A. W. O. L., or some slight infraction of the rules. 160 The Mill 161 They are care-free and seem to enjoy the freedom that is granted them in the guardhouse. The guards stalk about the outside of the steel fence, always on the alert. They carry the Enfield rifle and six-shooter and their orders are to shoot to kill after once the command to halt has been given and disregarded. The prisoners march to their meals with the guards strung out at intervals. The fact that they are guarded has not dampened their ardor for they sing and joke during the meal and exchange banter with their friends on the outside. Darkness comes on, and for the first hour there is little noise inside the pen. The fires commence to burn and knots of men gather and the conversationalists of the guardhouse start the exchange of the daily rumors. A giant cowpuncher from the wilds of Oklahoma, stand- ing in the shadows of a bonfire, recites The Shooting of Dan McGrew. Loud applause is accorded the speaker. The Face on the Bar Room Floor is the next offering and then much laughter follows the recitation of Robert Service's poem, The Cremation of San McGee. So the fun goes on. Old jokes are told and retold and then the men break into song. Through the stillness of the night, the harmony from the mill is wafted over the camp. The boys are singing, Back Home in Indiana. The guards appear to like the entertainment, for they are walking their posts very slowly and listening to the songs. The bugler breaks in with taps and the show is over for the night. Dawn arrives and the bugler routs them out with "You can't get them up." Breakfast is eaten and the hun- dreds of men go about the tasks assigned to them. Some are delegated to police the entire area of the camp for all waste papers and rubbish. Others carry away the garbage, some build roads, or work in the kitchens. In fact, there is work for all. 1 62 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Those who refuse to work, can't eat. Bread and water is the diet handed out to the unruly. A stay in the mill is considered a black eye by the majority of soldiers, but there are some who are of the conviction that a man cannot claim to have been a good soldier unless he has done a turn in the mill. Here black and white mingle together and the color line is not drawn. Life in the mill is not a round of pleasure and neither is it a hell. Some of us have been there and we will always remember it. When the big army of Uncle Sam's boys are back again in civilian life, a few of them will often recall their sojourn in the mill. Few will relate their experiences there except when con- versing with a regular. They were not hard-boiled eggs, but simply made a mistake, took too much liberty, and military discipline demanded that they be punished. It is about as one captain of a company remarked : ' ' Some of my best soldiers have been in the mill. " Shorty Brown SHORTY was from the heart of the Ozarks; to hear him talk and see him walk was a circus in itself. His voice was squeaky and had a drawl like the genuine farmer of Arkansas. Shorty's ambition was to be a number one of the front rank but the drill sergeant couldn't see it that way; so consequently he held down number three, rear rank of the awkward squad, until he could either be transferred to Development Battalion or headliner on the Orpheum Circuit. Shorty said: "When they drafted me, the Government thought it was putting something over on me ; but gosh durn it, they wasn't. I allow as how I wern't getting but thirty plunks a month on the farm, and now I'm dragging down thirty bucks a month, clothes, slum, gun and ammunition furnished." One day Shorty said to the sergeant: "If the Company Commander could see me handle this heap new Infield, he would take me out of the awkward squad and put me back in the Company 'cause I jest can throw her around any old way. " "Yes, " said the sergeant, "That's the reason you're here, you handle it any old way." While at drill one day, Shorty was trying to hold his gun at port arms. He didn't have his hand at the balance of the gun. The sergeant said: "Brown, where is the balance of your gun?" "I got it all heah, suh. But the thong case, I left it on my bunk." Shorty was a demon with a bayonet. The command was to advance, Shorty retired on the man's bayonet in the "rear." The sergeant sent him to the infirm- 165 166 Twelfth U. S. Infantry ary and told him to tell them to mark him quarters. They painted him with iodine and sent him back. "Well," the sergeant said, "what did they mark you? " "Well, by gum, they didn't mark me, they painted me." Shorty was always getting everything backwards, even his clothes. One Friday the bulletin board read: "Saturday Inspection; Uniform O. D. Blouses; Under arms." When the time came for the inspection, Shorty was on the job, but he had his blouse under his arm. "Now," said he, "I wonder as to how they think a fellow could come up to Inspection Arms with a durn blouse under my arm." The first sergeant gave him h , and said: "I don't know what you'll ever do on the outside for a living." "Wa-al, " says Shorty, "you hain't got nuthin' on me; I don't nuther, but I always made a living in Puny Cowntee, Missouri. " The last heard of Shorty, he was gluming prunes with the Development Battalion. "... held down number three, rear rank of the awkward squad" Humorous Incidents 167 FALL IN 1 WITHOUT ARMS " My, how those boys must have suffered" A hard fight with the Germ i68 Twelfth U. S. Infantry WE'RE IN THE ARMY NOW No more ham and eggs and grapefruit When the bugle calls for chow, No more apple pie or dumplings For we're in the army now. They feed us beans for breakfast And at noon we have them too, And at night they fill our tummies, With that good old army stew. No more fizzes, beers or highballs, When you've got an awful thirst, If you're thinking of enlisting Best get used to water first. For the lid's on tight all over, And the drilling makes us warm But we can't cool off with liquor, 'Cause we wear the uniform. No more shirts of silk or linen For we all wear O. D. stuff, No more night shirts or pajamas, For our pants are good enough. No more feather ticks or pillows, But we're glad to thank the Lord That we've got a cot and blanket, When we might have just a board. But, by jinks, we'll lick the Kaiser, When the Sergeants teach us how, For, hang him, he's the reason, That we're in the army now. Humorous Incidents 169 THE SOLDIER'S LAMENT A soldier, a soldier is what I love to be, A common buck private in the Twelfth Infantry, Our Officers are pleasant, Non-Coms. the same, But they drill all us privates, until we're calm and tame, I must write you a line of the chow that we get, It's mostly of beans and a little spighett The K. P.'s laugh loud as they troop to the call, But we privates who know laugh loudest of all; And then about shoes ; oh, the fit that we get ! They will fit us hereafter, but hardly just yet, They are just like gunboats, large is their size, It takes power to run them, as you may surmise; Our trousers are O. D., our coats are the same, And if they don't fit us, there is no one to blame, For when we draw clothing it's passed out to us, Regardless of sizes, of choice, or of dust. On Saturday morning, inspection day, Equipment's laid out in a fine display, Our faces clean shaven, our shoes finely shined, Awaiting inspection at a quarter of nine; As the Officers enter with the word " Atten(shun) " We hop to position and stand as if dumb ; They inspect every bunk with an eye that is keen To see if there's anything not spotlessly clean One article misplaced that the Officers see And you wake up on Sunday an unhappy K. P. Only a dream . i?o Twelfth U. S. Infantry "G" COMPANY EGGS Somewhere within, Moyer (Moyer the Bounder) will find, A list of names along the line, Where his face is good for a flop and a feed, Or anything else that he may need. If perchance he tires of jungle stew, We'll take him on for a day or two, And before he makes another jump, We'll fit him out with an extra lump. Windy Weimer, so they say, Was a good man in his day, But now his hobby seems to be, "Around the tree and back to me. " "Put out that light, " a voice did say, To which Buck Vallon answered, "Nay, Then the O. D. came inside the tent, And the light was out before he went. Sergeant Ball and General Nuisance, Are synonymous and one, He certainly knows the science Of keeping K. P.'s on the run. Beck's a good soldier and there's plenty of him, He's long and he's hungry, and Lord, but he's slim. If ever by luck he should chance to fall down He'd be half-way back to his own home town. Humorous Incidents Private Harding should, the least to say, Be a Major with his leaf and pay, With news official from the seventh hole, He keeps the nights from growing old. Here's to the eggs whose simple ways, I've advertised, because it pays. 'Twas for fun intended, not to hurt, Best regards to all from Buck Bilbert. A visit to the big city Twelfth U. S. Infantry Sergeant: " Corporal, report this detail over to the color sergeant at headquarters." Corporal (on arriving at headquarters): "Where can I find the 'Colored Sergeant'?" Wise Rookie: "He was transferred to the Mississippi Minstrels." Lieutenant : " Private Enose, be sure and hold that pivot. " Private: "Sir, I have never been issued one yet. " Nervous Rookie (to Supply Sergeant) : "I have a black spot on my bayonet I can't get off. " Supply Sergeant : " Use some oil and elbow grease on it. " Nervous Rookie: "Thank you, Sir; do you know where I could find the elbow grease?" In casual camp, while the recruits were being taught military courtesy, they were made to salute the non-commissioned officers, who were in- structing them. One recruit passed up Sergeant Healy without saluting. "Why didn't you salute me?" the Sergeant demanded. "You're not saluting me, you're saluting my non -commission. " o & Recruit: " My hat is too big. " Supply Sergeant (soothingly): "Never mind, it'll fit when you're made a first class private. " Humorous Incidents And after studying French for six months you were exported to Siberia Lieutenant : ' ' Have you any leggings ? ' ' Recruit: "No." Lieutenant: "No, what?" Recruit : "No leggings . ' ' One of "M" Company's Italian Recruits: "Say, Meester ada Corp, where is dat dam pee vet?" Corporal : ' ' What do you mean, pee vet ? ' ' Recruit: "All a da time, de Sarge he holl to me, 'Holda da peevet, holda da peevet,' and for tree week I been look for da dam ting and I no finda him yet. " 174 Twelfth U. S. Infantry " Say, K. P., any milk for the Java? " "Naw, the pipes froze last night. " "Say, a man'll be clear nuts by the time he gets out of this Army. " " Oh, boy, he'd have to go to school six months in order to get into any nut home in the land. " As Colonel Taggart would say: "Lieutenant, wouldn't it be a good idea if the men would step off at the command ' March ' ? " EXTRACTS FROM MOTHER S LETTER "I'm proud of you, my son, but now that you've been appointed Kitchen Police, don't be too hard on the privates. Remember you were once a private yourself. " Humorous Incidents 175 THE FIGHTING FIRST PLATOON I heard them say the other day that they were far the best; To everyone they bragged that they were better than the rest. I've got a hunch that all that bunch will sing another tune, For what I have to say concerns the Fighting First Platoon. I've been told they grew so bold, this modest bunch of green, To say their ball-team was the best the world had ever seen, Take it from me, I plainly see 'twas but an idle dream, They talk a lot about it but they haven't got a team. They say in drill they're better still, that they are full of snap ; To hear them talk you'd think they'd backed the whole world off the map, But right away I want to say, and you're sure to know it soon, There's none can beat the record of the Fighting First Platoon. We've got the men and then again we've got the leader too, We've got the spirit of the men whose faith has proven true, The men who won for Washington, who proved a priceless boon, 'Tis just such men you'll find throughout the Fighting First Platoon. A baseball game to us is tame, we lay them on the shelf, Our ball-team has a record that will speak up for itself, In all the land our records stand, we leave no stone unturned, We make no claims for anything we have not rightly earned. Each passing year will bring us near to the day not far away, When aged limbs will bear our weight 'neath time-worn locks of gray We'll think of the tramps, of the army camps 'neath the soft Virginia moon, And our hearts inside will swell with pride for our Fighting First Platoon. GEE! I CAN FEEL . EVERY SPOT WHERE THIS UNIFORM FITS ME 176 Twelfth U. S. Infantry A SOLDIER'S RUBAIYAT An I. D. R. to learn each rule; and, too, A can of beef, hardtack, and army stew, A long, long post to walk by night and day O Paradise! I'm far away from you! OMAR CHEYENNE. -- Something from home Humorous Incidents 177 BEAU BRUMMEL Sergeant Weimer now is seen, The Beau Ideal of village queen; Broken hearts his glances cause Resultant of Dame Nature's laws For manly beauty was ne'er outdone When Sammy's noble mush was spun. The High School girls all blush and sigh When Sergeant Weimer marches by; Forty summers his shoulders crown But lightly as a thistle down; Let mothers guard their flocks with care When the lovely lion leaves his lair. THE MODEST THIRD PLATOON Now we hate to talk about ourselves And sing our praises high, And wantonly propel ourselves Into the public eye. But when it comes to drilling, With lots of snap and pep, You surely cannot but agree The Third has got the Rep. We can beat them all at baseball And other sports as well. You wouldn't think we liked ourselves, But we do; we're here to tell. Our guns are bright and shiny, And our clothes are spick and span. We pass that old inspection With praise for every Man. Now then if any doubt remains, Just step over any noon To the barracks of the " Pride of F. " That Snappy Third Platoon. I 7 8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry DID YOU EVER! Did you ever sit on the edge of your bunk with one legging half on, when the whistle blew, and your officers considered "falling out" at double time, an indispensable virtue? Ever return late for chow and be "in bad" with the cooks? Ever find the lights out and the mess hall locked ? Ever hear "tattoo " just as the hero met the girl ? Has the sergeant ever said "close up" just after you were comfort- ably located near a food center? Did you ever empty your bedsack and wait all night to move ? Ever rattle your mess kit and watch 'em charge out ? Were you ever on a detail to see if all the other companies had left clean streets? "Don't know as you ever did?" Well, my dear sir, then you were never in the Twelfth Infantry. FROM THEN ON YYE HAD WASH IN. HfLDMORE A ME 55 KIT. Tin lids were issued at Camp Mills From Camp Mills to Norfolk SAY old timer REMEMBER the time AT CAMP Mills WHEN we got READY to go AND made up OUR packs AND forgot that CORNED Willie SO you said AND the PACK straps WEREN'T long enough AND you got JOE'S shoes AND then the "Top" BLEW the whistle AND ABOUT half an hour AFTER YOU sneaked IN line AND all the rumors ABOUT WHERE we were GOING AND some said FRANCE AND some said I BET six bits WE don't AND we marched FOR the train AND THE condiment can WAS intrenching IN your neck AND your pack WAS COUNTERMARCHING ALL over YOUR back AND you dropped YOUR rifle ON number three's TOE AND when THE train got to LONG Island City AND you FLEXION walked ABOARD THE ferry AND Johnson said "AYTANKdis BANE pretty small boat TOGO to France" NOW wouldn't that TAKE the Bull OUT of your 179 i8o Twelfth U. S. Infantry DURHAM AND how you HAD to sit on THE floor AND you couldn't GET up BECAUSE some boob WAS marking time ON your paw AND you bawled HIM out AND you looked UP AND he had A SILVER bar AND we thought YOU were strangling AND you got to HOBOKEN or WEEHAWKEN D D if you know AND did some MORE crawling TO GET aboard THE transport AND went down INTO one hold AND then went down INTO another AND then went down INTO a few more AND then the bunks AND you discovered WHERE the expression "THE Bunk" WAS gotten AND you were on TOP AND had to wear A LIFE preserver AND wore your HEAD bald AGAINST THE roof AND you wanted TO go UP on deck AND a Hard Boiled Gob THOUGHT different AND you decided NOT to AND later on YOU went to GET your beans AND you only HAD to stay in line AN hour AND when you got 'em YOU couldn't FIND a place TO eat 'em BUT finally you DID AND then you ONLY had to wait AN HOUR and a half TO WASH your MESS kit AND you didn't EAT any supper BUT STOOD by the rail AND watched the WELL, anyway YOU stood by the rail AND the boat WAS rolling ALMOST a quarter OF AN inch AND you said "Gosh! Humorous Incidents 181 WOMQI.X wise AND AFTER You WERE PKOP6R UA60MN& OAVJ aeouceo TO BY A MAROBQIU60 SOT. ANO AFTER f\UAK6 YOU ANO WANT TO 86 Wouldn't it make you sore? 182 Twelfth U. S. Infantry BUT the old girl IS heaving" AND the next NIGHT YOU got to NEWPORT News AND one officer SAID "WE'LL go ashore TO night" AND another said "WE'LL stay aboard TO night" AND YOU didn't know WHICH to believe BECAUSE YOU didn't know WHICH WAS rankest BUT you STAYED aboard ANYWAY AND THE next morning YOU went from THE Big Boat TO a Small Boat AND it took you TO the ARMY Supply Base AND you WONDERED why SOMEBODY HAD wasted so much VALUABLE time AND you went TO Norfolk AND there were EIGHT million sailors AND one SKELETON squad OF soldiers AND you WISHED MORE than ever THAT dad was HERE AND you were MILKING Tillie AND A FEW days later YOU went ON guard AT Titustown AND the shines SAID "LOOK at dem pretty SOLJAKES" AND that got your ANGORA AND you WRAPPED your RIFLE AROUND his dome AND he said "OH man" AND TITUSTOWN KIN DA suspected THAT"B" Company WAS there THEM WAS the happy DAYS T. G. B. P. S. With APOLOGIES to K. C. B. Humorous Incidents 183 'LOOK at dem pretty SOL JAKES" The company merchant operates "What did they give you at the infirmary for your toothache? 1 " Oh, dose of salts and a handful of C. C. pills. " " What did they do for your rheumatism? " "Same thing." 1 84 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Haiti Who's there? Ohl That's only a little game we used to play called Round that tree and back to me Humorous Incidents 185 Not enough to go around "THE RAVING" Once, upon a boat most dreary, Packed the Twelfth both sad and weary, With their spirits raving sore; There, no room for nodding, napping. From without there came a tapping As the guard went by a-rapping, Rapping on the main deck floor! "Out for air, men!" thus he ordered, "And don't crowd there by the door!" Ah ! Distinctly I remember, It was in the month, November, And each separate man and member Of the Fighting Twelfth was sore ; And the shoving, pushing, growling, And the cussing, kicking, jowling, As the men kept fighting for the door. "Keep on moving, keep on moving, You can't stay there any more!" 186 Twelfth U. S. Infantry And to stop the ceaseless tumbling, Came the guard a-mumbling, grumbling, "Quit that shoving and that stumbling; Up the steps and through that door!" And the jostling and the roaring, And the language so despairing Through the atmosphere was tearing, While the same old phrase resounded, " Move on ! " That and nothing more ! And the men they kept on stamping, Kept on tramping, tramping, tramping, Up and down the decks a-clamping, Stumbling on across the floor; And their ceaseless rantings, seeming Like a million jackdaws screaming, O'er the ship they went a-streaming From the dark holds more and more ! As for soldiering 'board ship, sir, Quoth the Doughboy, "Nevermore!" " The Twelfth coming? Den I quit! " Humorous Incidents 187 Fatigue i88 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PUT 'EM OUT When the bugler blows tattoo, "Put 'em out." That's a rule that's tried and true, "Put 'em out." When the lights are burning bright, And the games are going right, Comes a call out of the night, "Put 'em out." How often have we heard, "Put 'em out." Even though we have demurred, "Put 'em out." He always tells us when, If we do not douse 'em then, We hear him yell again, "Put 'em out!" Every night we hear his yelp, "Put 'em out!" If we don't, he's bound to help "Put 'em out!" Let's hope that when he dies And his home is in the skies, That old St. Peter cries, "Put 'imout!" THE NATIONAL GAME PASSING THE BUCK Captain: "Sergeant Markle, get twenty men to report to head- quarters right away. " Sergeant Markle: "Sergeant Heaton, get twenty men to report to headquarters right away. " Sergeant Heaton: "Sergeant Moore, get twenty men to report to headquarters right away. " Sergeant Moore: "Sergeant Fitzgerald, have twenty men report to headquarters at once. " Sergeant Fitzgerald finds a Corporal and imparts the order to him while he arranges for a pass into the city. Sergeant Markle (reporting to the Captain about twenty minutes later) : " Sir, I have reported the detail to headquarters. " Humorous Incidents 189 Familiar tunes 190 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Sentry Jones to civilians on the water front: "You guys cut that smoking on the pier. " One Civilian: "We're government checkers, Buddie." Sentry Jones: "I don't givadam if you're government dominoes, you got to cut that smoking out." Officer: "Sergeant, I think those supplies will be all right outside the tent to-night. " Supply Sergeant: "No, sir. Company 'B's' Supply tent is right across the street. " Officer: " Lock them up right away, I never thought of that. " "Wonder if they'd discharge a man if they found out he had rabies. " "Never, that'd be the highest recommendation of fitness for the Army." 'L" Company is quartered in the most exclusive residential district of Newport News Colonel Alfred Aloe THE door of a little wooden shack at Camp Stuart opened, and a man with eagles on his shoulders stood in the center of the room. A pair of penetrating blue eyes set below a broad forehead looked straight ahead. That person was Colonel Alfred Aloe of the Twelfth Infantry. A buck private twenty-odd years ago, to-day he commands the movements of a Regiment composed of the finest body of men that ever marched to the step of martial music. His hair is black, and his straight nose and small but firm mouth give him the disciplinarian look of the military man. He stands five feet ten and three-quarter inches high. His favorite sports are boxing and wrestling. An orderly entered the room and the Colonel admonished him of the dangers of not wearing his overcoat. In this inci- dent is found the keynote of the Colonel's success as a com- manding officer. Possessing marked ability making him a great leader afield, he crowns it all with a great devotion to his men, making him beloved by every man in the Regiment for they know that they carry the protection of the Colonel with them at all times. "Give the men a square deal, and they will give the best they have in them." That is Colonel Aloe's motto, and it explains why the Twelfth Infantry is ever efficient and why the men maintain the splendid reputation of the Regiment wherever they are. 13 I 93 194 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Colonel Aloe's wonderful success with the Twelfth Infantry is explained in his advice to the private, who asked how to become the Colonel of a regiment. "Constant work, study, and unceasing devotion to duty," was the answer. Having gone through the school of soldiery, the Colonel knows the equation of a soldier. He knows his wants, desires, and also his shortcomings. Efficiency is demanded at all times and this is obtained through coordination and organization, without any lost motion. That is why the Twelfth Infantry moves like a high-geared machine. " Best all the time for Uncle Sam," is the principle under which the Regiment works. When the days were burning hot at Camp Fremont, and when the men drilled from daylight till dark to prepare themselves for the great struggle, the Colonel daily gave words of encouragement to them. The heavy packs all but bore them to the ground in the closing hour of the day's grind, but they stuck. No one quit for they knew it was better to stand it here, than to go over there and fail through physical weakness. It was a strenuous daily program that Colonel Aloe mapped out for the men, but they came through it bigger and stronger than ever. Colonel Aloe tried everything in his power to get the Twelfth overseas. He made several trips to Washington in their behalf and he maintained that they were the best trained troops this side of the Atlantic when the Armistice was signed. Some twenty-odd years ago, Alfred Aloe, at the age of twenty, enlisted and joined Troop "E" of the Eighth U. S. Cavalry at Fort Meade, South Dakota. His military career had already been fixed, through a course of military training at Virginia Military Institute and the Riverview Military Acad- emy. Two years of hard work with the Eighth found him eligible for a lieutenancy. He was commissioned Second Lieutenant in the Eighteenth Infantry. He was quickly pro- moted to First Lieutenant and assigned to the Twelfth Infan- try. This body of men saw hard service in the Philippines, and Colonel Alfred Aloe 195 there he was twice recommended for brevet for gallantry. The Twelfth was in service there for six years. Following his success with the Twelfth, First Lieutenant Aloe was promoted to a Captaincy and assigned to the First Infantry in the Phil- ippines. He commanded Company " D " of that Regiment for seven years, being stationed in the Islands, Honolulu, and the States. He was next connected with the Quartermaster Corps as Assistant Superintendent of Transports at Galveston, Texas. Later he was sent to Brownsville and was District Quarter- master on the staff of General James Parker. Next came the promotion to Major in the Eleventh Infantry and then another bound to Lieutenant Colonel of the Three Hundred and Nine- teenth Infantry. Then came his appointment as Colonel of the Twelfth Infantry, the Regiment he has always called his home. Colonel Aloe has one son, Robert Campbell Aloe, now four- teen years old. The lad's mother, Minnie Campbell Aloe, was united in marriage to Colonel Aloe in Chicago, Oct. i, 1902. Young Bob will enter West Point when he attains his years. Colonel Aloe's father was a Scotchman and his mother, who is still living at the old home in St. Louis, is of Irish birth. The Colonel was born September 23, 1873. Three brothers are living, all prominent in the business world. Five nephews saw service in the present war, two of whom are now in France. Colonel Aloe is a big man in more ways than one. He is a soldier in every sense of the word, being a veteran of the Spanish, Philippine, and Mexican campaigns. An officer who will go out of his way to help the enlisted man, he has made himself the idol of his men. It is with a smile that a private greets Colonel Aloe and the smile is always returned. He is a strong advocate of universal military training from the ages of eighteen to twenty-five. It is his belief that the clean, free life of the American soldier has advantages over the civilian, and makes the career of the soldier the finest in the world. 196 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Colonel Aloe is at present not only commanding the Regi- ment ; he is also Camp Commander of Camp Stuart and Pro- vost Marshal of the debarkation point ; these additional duties have augmented his work immensely. When the boys have been mustered out and in after years when other lines of khaki march down the avenue, the thought will come back to every member of the Old Twelfth, "Have they a Colonel like the one we had? " Such officers are found once in a lifetime, and then only when the private goes through the ranks to the top of the military ladder remembering that the doughboy is still his brother. May the years continue to heap success upon Colonel Aloe. Lieutenant Colonel Homer N. Preston GRADUATING from West Point in 1903, Lieutenant Colonel Homer N. Preston began a military career which has been a series of rapid advances. This is not remarkable, however, after a look at the man who sixteen years ago started his army career as a Second Lieutenant. The Colonel's whole person radiates military correctness and efficiency. Years of training in the Regular Army have given Colonel Preston thorough knowledge in the handling of large bodies of men. His policy is exacting from the start but has given those who have served under him great satisfaction in knowing that with the Colonel in command there would follow cooperation from every single unit. His orders are always short and to the point and infractions of military discipline seldom pass un- noticed. While in command of the Third Battalion of the Twelfth, Colonel Preston left a lasting mark in the spirit and discipline of that organization. Upon graduation from the United States Military Academy he was assigned to the Twenty-first Infantry at Fort Snelling, Minnesota. He served with the Twenty-first Infantry in the Philippine Islands during 1905 and 1906, during which period his command took an active part in suppressing the Pulajan insurrection in the island of Samar. With the same Regiment he served in the Philippines in the island of Mindanao during 1909 and 1910, when the Regiment was actively engaged in 197 198 Twelfth U. S. Infantry suppressing Moro uprisings in that island. In 1910 he was promoted to First Lieutenant and assigned to the Second Infantry at Fort Assinniboine, Montana. He was with the Second Infantry in Honolulu from 1911 to 1915, but was trans- ferred to the Twenty-fourth Infantry in 1915 and served with that Regiment in Mexico during the Pershing Expedition into Mexico in 1916. During that year came his promotion to Cap- tain ; he was assigned to the Twenty-fourth Infantry. He was promoted to Major in 1917 and assigned to the Q. M. C. as Assistant Division Quartermaster, 8th Division, until April, 1918, when he came to the Twelfth Infantry. He was in com- mand of the Twelfth Infantry for about one month, at which time the personnel constituted the present Regiment. In September, 1918, when appointed Lieutenant Colonel, he was assigned to Eight Hundred and Twelfth Pioneer Infantry, Camp Grant, Illinois, and was on duty assisting in organizing that Regiment during the months of September and October, 1918. Transferred to the 8th Division in October, 1918, he joined the Division October 29th at Camp Mills. Though assigned to the Eighth Infantry by Division Commander, be- cause of a delay in arrival of baggage from Camp Grant, he did not accompany the Eighth Infantry overseas. He was at- tached to the Twelfth Infantry for transfer overseas but, as the Twelfth Infantry failed to sail, was denied the privilege of fighting on the Western Front. War Department orders pro- hibited combatant troops being sent overseas after the signing of the armistice, therefore he has remained on duty with the Twelfth Infantry until the present time. In speaking of the men of this Regiment, Colonel Preston says, " I have never in my military career been associated with a more efficient body of men. Their aptitude in absorbing military tactics and detail from their rookie days up, has been astonishing, and I sincerely believe that had the opportunity been given, they would have made an enviable record for Lieutenant Colonel Homer N. Preston 199 themselves." He also refers to the highly commendatory remarks as to the conduct and progress in training and soldierly bearing made by the Divisional Commander of the 8th Divi- sion and all other officials, civil and military, with which the Regiment has come in contact. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry Listed according to Seniority 201 MAJORS WILLIAM R. SCHMIDT Graduated from United States Military Academy, June 4, 1913; assigned to Twenty-seventh Infantry, Texas City, Texas; transferred to Twenty-second In- fantry; transferred to Second Infantry, Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands; from Second Infantry to Twelfth Infantry, Presidio of San Francisco, October, 1917. Was appointed Regimental Adjutant, November I, 1917, and acted as such until June, 1918. Promoted to Major and commanded First Battalion until September, 1918, when he was made Brigade Adjutant of the Fifteenth Infantry Brigade. He remained as such until February, 1919, when he was returned to the Twelfth Infantry for duty and was made Executive Officer of Camp Stuart; from there was sent to command First Battalion at Norfolk, Virginia. CHARLES L. MULLINS Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 1917. Commissioned Second Lieutenant, April 20, 1917. Promoted to First Lieutenant, May I5th, joined the Regiment, June 4, 1917; assigned to Company "D. " Commanded Company " D." Promoted to Captain, August 5, 1917. Promoted to Major, August 29, 1918, and placed in command of the Second Battalion. Regimental Bayonet Instructor. Executive Officer, Camp Hill, Virginia. HARRIS M. MELASKY Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 1917. Joined Regiment, September 12, 1917. Commanded Company "K" and Machine Gun Company. Promoted to Major. August 29, 1918. Attended School of Automatic Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Member of 8th Division Advanced School, and attended Field Officers School in France. CAPTAINS WARFIELD M. LEWIS Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 1917. Joined Regiment June 13, 1917, as Second Lieutenant, and assigned to Company "A." September ii, 1917, commissioned as First Lieutenant. Appointed Unit Supply Officer, and held that office about a year. Commissioned Captain, August 5, 1917. Appointed Operations Officer, September, 1918. November 30, 1918, assigned to command Company "M." 203 204 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PAUL H. BROWN Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 1917. Commissioned Lieutenant in Infantry and assigned to Twelfth Infantry. Promoted to Captain, August 5, 1917, and commanded Company "B. " Later Commanded First Bat- talion at Norfolk, Virginia. ROY SLOAN Joined Regiment, October 5, 1917, and assigned to Company "L. " Assumed com- mand of "L" Company, November 15, 1917. Promoted to Captain, August 5, 1917. WALTER HELLMERS Joined Regiment, October, 1917, as First Lieutenant, promoted to Captain, with rank from August 5, 1917. Commanded Companies "A" and "C. " Attended Divisional Schools at Camp Fremont, California. CHARLES R. SARGENT Appointed Captain, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment, April 30, 1918, and assigned to Company "A." Commanded Company "A" until transfer to Supply Company. Unit Supply Officer, Camp Stuart, Virginia. BERNARD P. MILLER Appointed Captain, November 27, 1917. Assigned to Regiment, October i, 1918, and placed in command of Company "I." Reported from duty at Camp Lewis, Washington. REX G. HARDY Appointed Captain, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment, October, 1918, reporting from duty at Camp Lewis, Washington. Assigned to command Company "A. " EDMUND W. HILL Reported for duty November 20, 1917, and assigned to Company "F. " On duty with "L, " "G, " and Supply Companies. Attended Divisional School of Musketry. Promoted to Captain with rank from June 19, 1918. HARRY BECKETT Transferred from Twenty-first Infantry, August 21, 1917, and assigned to Supply Company. Promoted to Captain, June 20, 1918. Assigned to command Company "K," July 3, 1918. RICHARD F. FAIRCHILD Joined Regiment as Second Lieutenant and assigned to Company "C" at Presidio, August 8, 1917. Transferred to Company "D, " September I, 1917. Appointed First Lieutenant, February 7, 1918. Appointed Captain, June 20, 1918. Attended Trench Mortar, Bayonet and S. O. S. Schools at Camp Fremont. Mess Officer First Battalion during September and October. 1917, and from March 4 to June 20, 1918. Instructor in Small Arms Firing at Camp Fremont Rifle Range from April I to July 3, 1918. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 205 HENRY WHITAKER Assigned to Regiment as Second Lieutenant. August 14, 1917. Given command of Company "A." Later commanded Machine Gun and "F" Companies. In- structor at Rifle Range and at Casual Camp. Commissioned Captain, June 20, 1918. NORMAN B. COURTENEY Reported for duty December 15, 1917, and assigned to Company "G. " February 4, 1918, Commanded Headquarters Company. Appointed Intelligence Officer. Adjutant 8th Division Schools. Commissioned Captain, July 24, 1918. Appointed Intelligence and Operations Adjutant, July 24, 1918. Appointed Regimental Adjutant, September, 1918. Graduate of Snipers' Intelligence School, 8th Division School of Arms, Musketry Course, Grenade Course, and Staff School for Field Officers and Adjutants, conducted by Foreign Mission of General Staff Officers of British and French Armies. Appointed Camp Adjutant, Camp Stuart, Virginia, December, 1918. HENRY R. ANDERSON Graduated United States Military Academy. Assigned to the Regiment as Second Lieutenant, October 15, 1917, to command Company "D. " Appointed Assistant Regimental Adjutant, Twelfth Infantry, Presidio, California. Aide-de-camp to General McClelland. Promoted to First Lieutenant. Attended School of Mus- ketry at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Instructor in 4th Officers Training Camp; member of 8th Division Advance Detachment, and attended Divisional School in France. Transferred upon return to regiment to Headquarters Company. Promoted to Captain, August i, 1918. WILLIAM E. WHITTINGTON Graduated United States Military Academy. Reported for duty as Second Lieuten- ant, October 15, 1917. Assigned to Company "E. " Promoted to First Lieutenant. Attended Divisional School of Grenade, Bayonet and Automatic Arms. Promoted to Captain, August i, 1918. MILTON W. EMMETT Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Pro- moted to First Lieutenant. Attended Bayonet School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma, graduating as Divisional Instructor. Promoted to Captain, September 19, 1918. Commanded Company "M" and Headquarters Company. Judge Advocate, Camp Stuart, Virginia. H. NORRIS BAKKEN Joined Regiment at Presidio of San Francisco, California, August 29, 1917. Grad- uate of First Officers Training Camp, Presidio of San Francisco. Appointed Pro- visional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Assigned to "I" Company. Appointed Divisional Bayonet Instructor for 8th Division Schools, Camp Fremont, California, August 19, 1918. Appointed Assistant Personnel Adjutant of Twelfth Infantry, August 30, 1918. Promoted soon after to Personnel Adjutant under Colonel Alfred Aloe, and commissioned Captain, October 12, 1918. 206 Twelfth U. S. Infantry FIRST LIEUTENANTS GORDON F. STEPHENS Joined Regiment, August 29, 1917, and assigned to Machine Gun Company. Ap- pointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Instruc- tor in Divisional Machine Gun School. Attended Infantry School of Arms at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Adjutant of Third Battalion. Later transferred to Company " M. " Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 25, 1917. WILLIAM A. MOSS Commissioned Second Lieutenant, April 15, 1917. Joined Regiment at Presidio of San Francisco, California, August, 1917. Appointed Provisional Second Lieuten- ant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Promoted to First Lieutenant to rank from October 25, 1917. Completed Bayonet and Intelligence Schools, Camp Fremont, California. Appointed Intelligence Officer, First Battalion, May i, 1918, Assistant Regimental Intelligence Officer, August, 1918, Athletic and Entertainment Officer, Port of Embarkation, Newport News, Virginia, December 5, 1918. SHERMAN K. BURKE Reported for duty August 29, 1917, and assigned to Company "A." Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 25, 1917. Commanded Company "H. " Adjutant of First Battalion. Attended Divisional Schools in Bayonet Training, Intelligence, Liaison at Camp Fremont, California. Attended Small Arms Firing School at Camp Perry, Ohio. Attended Staff School under the Foreign Mission General Staff. H. LESTER BARRETT Assigned to Company "C, " Twelfth Infantry, August 27, 1917. Appointed Pro- visional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Promoted to Provisional First Lieutenant to rank from October 25, 1917. Attended Bayonet School and Graduated as Divisipnal Instructor; School of Musketry, graduated as Assistant Divisional Instructor; Rifle and Pistol School, graduated as Assistant Divisional Instructor at Camp Perry, Ohio; Scouting, Sniping, and Intelligence School, graduated as Assistant Divisional Instructor, Camp Perry, Ohio. Trans- ferred from Company "C" to Company "I" as company commander, August 20, 1918. Transferred back to Company "C," October 18, 1918. Detailed as Divi- sional Instructor at Bayonet School from January 25 to May 5, 1918. Detailed as Mess Officer, Officers Mess, First Battalion during November and December, 1917. CARTER COLLINS Assigned to Regiment as Second Lieutenant, I. R. C., August 15, 1917. Joined Regiment and assigned Company "G," August 28, 1917, at Presidio of San Fran- cisco, California; October 25, 1917, commissioned Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army and assigned to Eighth Infantry. Returned to Twelfth Infantry on mutual transfer, December 4, 1917. Detailed to Brigade Bayonet School, Decem- ber 10, 1917. Detailed to Divisional Bayonet School as instructor, February 2, 1918; March 23, 1918, promoted First Lieutenant, R. A., date of October 25, 1917. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 207 Appointed Adjutant, Second Battalion, March 30, 1918. Attended School of Musketry during April, 1918. Assigned to Company "H, " August, 1918, and to Company "L," September, 1918. ERCIL D. PORTER Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, October 25, 1917. Reported for duty August 29, 1917, and assigned to Company "H." Attended Divisional schools of musketry, bayonet, and gas. Assistant Divisional Instructor in gas drill. In- structor in casual camp. Transferred to Company "L " when Regiment left Camp Fremont. Member of General Court Martial. Promoted to First Lieuten- ant with rank from October 25, 1917. WILLIAM H. THOMAS Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. As- signed to Company "K. " Transferred to Machine Gun Company. Attended Machine Gun School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma, graduated as Divisional Instructor. Promoted to First Lieutenant. Commanded Machine Gun Company. LESLIE N. ROSS Reported for duty August 15, 1917. Assigned to Company "A." Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Graduate of 8th Division School of Musketry, Bayonet Drill, Grenade Course, School of Automatic Arms and Gas. Commanded "A" Company. Member of 8th Division Advanced School Detachment to France. Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 26, 1917. LANCE E. GOWEN Reported for duty January 10, 1918,. Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Transferred to Sixty-third Infantry, later trans- ferred back to the Twelfth, and assigned to Company "B." On duty with Head- quarters and "K" Companies. Attended Divisional Schools of Trench Mortar, Hand Grenade, and School of Automatic Arms. Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 26, 1917. EDWARD M. FORD Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. As- signed to Company "D." Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 26, 1917. Commanded Company "D." Attended Grenade School, Fort Sill; graduated as Divisional Instructor. Attended Officers School in France with Ad- vance School Detachment. ALEXANDER ADAIR Joined Regiment, August 28, 1917, and attached to Company "F." Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Member of 8th Division Advance Detachment and attended the Divisional School in France. Detailed on special duty with the Insurance Officer, Western Department, San Francisco, California. Promoted to First Lieutenant, May 17, 1918. 208 Twelfth U. S. Infantry WARNER CLARK Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty December 15, 1917. Assigned to Company " B. " Instructor in Hand Grenade Course and Bay- onet Instructor in Officers Class. Assumed command of Company " B, " November 23, WILLIAM W. JOHNSTON Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty December 15, 1917, and assigned to Company "F. " Attended Divisional Schools in Bayonet Fighting, Musketry, and Hand Grenade. HERMAN L. WELCH Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment, December 1 5> I 9 I 7- Assigned successively to "D, " "A " and "M" Companies. Attended Divisional School of Musketry and Bayonet Training, Camp Fremont. ARTHUR B. TODD Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment, April 12, 1918. Attached to Company "E." Attended Divisional Bayonet, Grenade, and Infantry Drill Schools. Small Arms Firing School at Camp Perry, Ohio. LEO R. HAIN Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty December 15, 1917, and assigned to Company " G. " Attended Divisional Schools of Bayonet Fight- ing, Hand Grenade Training, and Sniping and Intelligence. Instructor in casual camp. PAUL A. HERRON Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment in December. Assigned to command One Pounder Platoon. Attended One Pounder School, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Divisional Instructor in one pounder for 8th Division at Camp Fremont. Attended Officers School with Advance Detachment in France. GEORGE U. WENNER Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty November 27, 1917, and assigned to Company "G," later transferred to Company "F." Attended Divisional Schools in Pistol Shooting, Bayonet Fighting, Automatic Arms, Hand Grenade, and Carrier Pigeons. Instructor in casual camp. Prison Officer, Camp Stuart. SAMUEL K. STRICKLER Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment, December 14, 1917, and assigned to Company " I. " Attended schools in Hand Grenade Train- ing, Musketry, Field Fortifications, and Bayonet Training. Instructor in Auto- matic Arms and Gas Defense. BASIL P. BOYKIN Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment in October. Attended 8th Division Schools at Camp Fremont. Assigned Company "I. " As- signed as Adjutant, Third Battalion. Attended Officers School with Advance Detail in France. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 209 FLOYD M. JARDINE Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment in December. Assigned to Headquarters and "H" Companies. Attended 8th Division Schools at Camp Fremont and Small Arms Firing School at Camp Perry, Ohio. RAYMOND S. HOBBIE Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty December 15, 1917. Assigned to Company "C" and later transferred to Company "B." Ex- change Officer at Lambert's Point, Norfolk, Virginia. Attended Bayonet, Hand Grenade and Musketry Schools. JAMES E. KELLY Joined Regiment as Second Lieutenant, July n, 1917. Assigned to Machine Gun Company. Later commanded Machine Gun Company. Attended Divisional School of Arms. Given certificate as Brigade Instructor. Member 8th Division Advance School Detachment, attended Officers School in France. Promoted to First Lieutenant, January 15, 1918. EDWARD W. PRICE Joined the Regiment as Second Lieutenant, August 8, 1917, and assigned to the Supply Company. Promoted to First Lieutenant, January 15, 1918. CHARLES BOYLE Joined the Regiment as Second Lieutenant, August 27, 1917, and assigned to the Supply Company. Promoted to First Lieutenant, June 15, 1918. PERCY L. MENEFEE Joined the Regiment, August 29, 1917. Appointed Provisional Second Lieuten- ant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. On duty with "G, " Headquarters, and "I" Companies. Attended Divisional Schools in Musketry, Trench Mortar, Automatic Arms, Hand Grenade, and Intelligence. Promoted to First Lieutenant, June 17, 1918. CLIFTON R. GORDON Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant Regular Army, October 26, 1917. As- signed Company "B," December 10, 1917. Transferred to Machine Gun Company, December 15, 1917. Attended Divisional Machine Gun School and Automatic Arms and Gas Schools at Camp Fremont, California. Promoted to First Lieuten- ant, June 17, 1918. EDWIN L. COLLINS Joined the Regiment, September 5, 1918. Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Assigned to Company "I." Later assigned to Machine Gun Company and appointed Adjutant Second Bat- talion. Personnel Adjutant, December 23, 1918. Promoted to First Lieutenant, June 17, 1918. 210 Twelfth U. S. Infantry WALTER W. BOON Joined Regiment, August 29, 1917, and was assigned to Company "L. " Com- manded Fourth Platoon "K" Company, Trench Mortar Platoon Headquarters Company and First Platoon of Snipers. Intelligence Officer for Third Battalion. Camp Adjutant with troops at Army Supply Base, Norfolk, Virginia. Attended Bayonet School, School of Automatic Arms, Intelligence School, Divisional Staff School and the Hand Grenade School; Divisional Instructor in Snipers and Scouts and Bayonet Courses. Promoted to First Lieutenant, June 17, 1918. BROOKE E. SAWYER Commissioned Second Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Assigned to Headquarters Company, December 15, 1917. In Command Signal Platoon till October, 1918. Attended Liaison School, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. 8th Division Liaison School In- structor. Aide-de-camp to Brigadier General Hugh Johnson. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August i, 1919. CHARLES W. ELLIOTT Joined Regiment, December 15, 1917, and assigned to Company "I," later trans- ferred to Company "G. " Attended the Divisional Schools of Sniping and Intelli- gence, Automatic Arms, Hand Grenade, Trench Mortar, Bayonet Fighting, and Gas Defense. Instructor in casual camp. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August I, 1918. WILLIAM H. COMBS Appointed Second Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment December 12, 1917, and assigned to Company "A." Transferred to Headquarters Company, January i, 1918, and given command of mounted orderlies. Attended Division Trench Mortar School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. After taking a special course in sapping and bombing, received certificate as Divisional Instructor, and attached to Instructions Staff, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Graduated in courses of One Pounder, Bayonetry, Machine Gunnery, and Automatic Arms. October 26, 1918, ordered to rejoin Twelfth at Camp Mills, New York, prior to em- barkation. Assigned to Headquarters Company. Commanded Headquarters Company. Appointed Acting Regimental Adjutant, Camp Stuart, Virginia, De- cember 15, 1918. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August 29, 1918. HERBERT J. McCHRYSTAL Commissioned Second Lieutenant, November 27, 1917, and assigned to Company "F," Twelfth Infantry. Assigned to Headquarters Company. Attended Liaison School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Appointed Intelligence Officer, First Battalion, Twelfth Infantry. Later Battalion Adjutant, First Battalion. Camp Adjutant, Camp United States Troops, Engineers' Depot, Norfolk, Virginia. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August 29, 1918. COLVIN HEATH Reported for duty as Second Lieutenant, April 20, 1918, and assigned to Company "E." Attended Divisional Bayonet, Grenade, and Infantry Drill Schools. Pro- moted to First Lieutenant, August 29, 1918. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 211 SIMON E. SHEFFEY Reported for duty, September 4, 1918, and assigned to the Supply Company, later tranferred to Company "K. " Promoted to First Lieutenant, September 3, 1918. CHARLES W. ARNOLD Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to the Machine Gun Company. Intelligence Officer for Third Battalion. Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. MEREDITH J. HOUSE Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1917. Joined Regiment, September 5, 1918. Assigned to Company "D." Member of Track Team representing 8th Division at A. A. U. Championship Track and Field Meet held at Chicago, September 21, 1918. Attended 8th Division Pistol School, October 15, 1918. Instructor at Divisional Grenade School, Camp Fremont, during October, 1918. Appointed Exchange Officer for First Battalion, November 30, 1918. Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. WALTER L. NORBERG Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to "K" Company. Transferred to Machine Gun Company. Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. LOUIS A. PALMER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "L. " Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. HORACE R. BOYNTON Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined Regiment, September 5, 1918. Assigned Company "E. " Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. PERCY W. SEAY Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Regiment, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "F. " Member of the advance de- tachment for the 8th Division, and attended Officers' School in France. Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. EDWARD BERANEK Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "A." Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. CHARLES D. SOUTH Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "G." Attended Divisional School of Physical Training, and Intelligence and Gas Schools. Promoted to First Lieutenant, Oc- tober 30, 1918. 212 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CHARLES J. COVER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined Regiment, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "I. " Promoted to First Lieu tenant, October 30, 1918. ALBION J. HOWELL Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Machine Gun Com- pany. Intelligence Officers, First Battalion. Personnel Adjutant, First Battalion at Norfolk, Virginia. Promoted to First Lieutenant, November i, 1918. SECOND LIEUTENANTS JAMES C. ELDRJDGE Joined Twelfth, April 20, 1916, as Chief Musician. On duty as band leader since that date. Commissioned Second Lieutenant, Camp Fremont, California, July 22, 1918. JESSUM A. RICKER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918. Assigned to Company "B. " Instructor in Casual Camp at Camp Fremont. MAHLON E. TRAYLOR Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Graduate of Fourth Officers Training Camp, Camp Fremont, California. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "H." Appointed Canteen Officer, Twelfth In- fantry at Camp Fremont. Camp Exchange Officer, Camp Stuart, Virginia. ROBERT W. DWIGGINS Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "G, " later transferred to Company "F. " RALPH W. MOORE Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Headquarters Company. Member of the 8th Division ad- vance detachment, and attended the training school in France. ROBERT M. LOWE Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Twelfth Infantry, September 5, I9i8,-and assigned to Company "H. " RALPH W. DICKINSON Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918. Assigned to Company " I. " Transferred to Company " D, " Assistant to the Divisional Gas Officer at Camp Fremont, and Personnel Adjutant at Army Supply Base, Norfolk, Virginia. Attended Divisional Gas School at Camp Fremont. JOHN P. DECKER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Regiment, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "F." On duty with "G" and "K" Companies. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 213 ERNEST B. WOOD Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with the Twelfth Infantry at Camp Fremont, California, August 28, 1918, and assigned to Company "M. " Upon arrival at Camp Stuart, appointed Prison Officer. BERNHARDT L. BERGSTROM Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Headquarters Company, commanding Sappers and Bombers Platoon. Later transferred to Machine Gun Company. Attended Divisional Gas School, Camp Fremont, California. JOHN B. COUCH Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported to Regiment, September 6, 1918. Assigned to Company "B." Instructor in Casual Camp at Camp Fre- mont, California. Attached to 8th Division Advanced School Detachment and attended the First Army Corps School in France, November 9, 1918. Was instruc- tor in Hand Grenade School and Automatic Rifles. JOHN S. STEWART Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5,1918, and assigned to company " M . " Transferred to Company " A . " Attended Divisional Gas School. JOHN J. FATZ Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Company "C, " Twelfth Infantry, September 6, 1918. ALFRED A. WILLIAMS Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined the Regiment, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company " I. " Instructor in casual camp. LYALL B. WEBSTER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "E." RUDOLPH J. SCHOLTZ Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Company "C, " Twelfth Infantry, September 5, 1918. Graduate of Divisional Gas School, Sep- tember 12, 1918. Attended 8th Division Pistol School, October 15, 1918. Ap- pointed Athletic Director First Battalion. JOSEPH S. ROPER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined Twelfth Infantry, Septem- ber 5, 1918. Regimental Mess Officer. Aide-de-camp to Brigadier General Hugh Johnson. FRANKLIN V. D. BANGS Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918. Assigned to Company "F. " Appointed Assistant Personnel Adjutant and later made Personnel Adjutant. 214 Twelfth U. S. Infantry BERTRAM P. PUCKETT Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Twelfth Infantry, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "H. " ROBERT E. DONOVAN Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company " G. " Attended the Divisional Gas School. Mem- ber of discharge board at Port of Embarkation, Newport News, Virginia. THOMAS R. HARP Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Regiment, August 27, 1918, and joined September, 1918. Assigned to Company "D." Graduate of Divisional Gas School, September 12, 1918. Attended 8th Division Pistol School and qualified sixteenth high man, October 15, 1918. ROLAND A. VANDERGRIFT Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "L. " Attendted Divisional Gas School and was Assistant to the Division Gas Officer. HAROLD A. MCALLISTER Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Comany " L. " Later transferred to Headquarters Company. GEORGE G. BEAUCHAMP Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to the Supply Company. WALTER LANGE Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to the Twelfth, Septem- ber 5, 1918, and attached to Company " F. " Transferred to Company " M, " Janu- ary 19, 1919. On Detached Service at Debarkation Hospital No. 51, Hampton, Virginia, with "M" Company Detachment since January 22, 1919. GUY H. POULSON Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "B. " Attended Divisional Bayonet School. FRED. I. ZIMMERMAN Aooointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "K. " Later transferred to Company "E. " ALLEN P. ROSE Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Twelfth, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "B. " Supply Officer for First Bat- talion. Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 215 CHARLES N. HOBBS Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined Regiment, September 5, 1918, assigned to Supply Company. Later transferred to Machine Gun Company. Member 8th Division Advance School Detachment, and attended Officers School in France. LINCOLN M. BYRD Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Headquarters Company. Attended Divisional Gas School. PHIL F. GARVEY Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry, August 27, 1918. Attached to Company "H" September 5, 1918. Transferred to Company "D, " October 20, 1918. MEDICAL OFFICERS Major JAMES D. PASCO Surgeon Twelfth Infantry. Commissioned Captain in M. R. C., June 15, 1917, at Jacksonville, Florida. On September 19, 1917, reported at M. O. T. C., Camp Green- leaf, Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, for intensive training. On November 19, 1917, or- dered to Presidio of San Francisco, California, for overseas duty. On December 5, 1917, sailed from Fort Mason on Transport Sheridan as member of the Roumanian Medical Expedition, under command of Colonel Walter G. McCaw, M. C. On December 6th, the party was recalled by wireless on account of the unsettled condi- tions in Russia. On January 7, 1918, proceeded to Camp Lewis, Washington, for duty in the Base Hospital. On May I2th, ordered to Camp Fremont, California, to report to Commanding General, 8th Division, for duty. On arrival was assigned as assistant to the Surgeon of the Twelfth Infantry. Except for a few weeks on de- tached duty with various boards of the 8th Division, on continuous duty with the Twelfth Infantry since that date. On August 19, 1918, designated as Surgeon of the Twelfth Infantry. On November I, 1918, commissioned as Major in the Medical Corps, U.S.A. On November I, 1918, appointed Camp Surgeon, Camp Stuart, Virginia. January i, 1919, duties to be performed in connection with the duties as Surgeon of the Twelfth Infantry. Captains ARTHUR L. MUNGER Commissioned First Lieutenant, M. R. C., July 10, 1917. Ordered into active service, August 20, 1917, and assigned to Regiment at Presidio of San Francisco, California. Attended M. O. R. C. Training School at Presidio of San Francisco; appointed Drill Instructor for Regimental Medical Detachment. Appointed Regi- mental Sanitary Inspector, January 3, 1918. Commissioned Captain, January 18, 1918. 216 Twelfth U. S. Infantry RALPH W. PETERSON Commissioned First Lieutenant, M. O. R. C., July 5, 1917. Reported for duty at Fort Benjamin Harrison; later transferred to Twelfth at Camp Fremont, California. Appointed Surgeon to First Battalion. Commissioned Captain at Camp Mills, New York, October 30, 1918. Assistant Camp Surgeon, Camp Stuart, Virginia. First Lieutenants ALFRED B. PAVY Reported for duty, July 10, 1917. Assistant Chief of Surgical Clinics at Base Hospi- tal Camp Fremont. Assistant Regimental Surgeon for Twelfth Infantry and Sur- geon for the First Battalion. Member of the Medical Expedition to Roumania. JOHN R. BURGESS Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry. RUDOLPH E. SCHMIDT Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps, March 31, 1918. Joined Twelfth Infantry at Camp Fremont, California, September 25, 1918. Accompanied Com- panies "C" and "D" to Camp Mills, New York. On duty at Camp Infirmary, Camp Stuart, Virginia. CHARLES H. ALLEN Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps, August 31, 1918. Reported for duty, October 21, 1918. Assistant to Regimental Surgeon. FAY G. STONE Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry. RODERICK F. GILBRIDE Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry. RAY D. CURRY Assigned to Twelfth Infantry, November i, 1918, at Camp Mills, New York. Rejoined the Regiment at Camp Stuart, Virginia, January 18, 1919. Assigned to First Battalion, Norfolk, Virginia. CHAPLAINS First Lieutenants DONALD T. GREY Joined Regiment at Camp Fremont, California, April 23, 1918, and has served con- tinuously to date as chaplain. JOSEPH J. MURRAY Joined Regiment at Camp Fremont, California, August 31, 1918, and has served con- tinuously to date as Chaplain. EUGENE B. CARROLL Joined Regiment at Camp Fremont, California, August 31, 1918, and served con- tinuously as Chaplain. Died November 21, 1918. Lieutenant Colonel Homer N. Preston Majors William R. Schmidt Charles L. Mullins Harris M. Melasky Captains Warfield M. Lewis Paul H. Brown Roy Sloan Walter Hellmers Charles R. Sargent Bernard P. Miller Rex G. Hardy Edmund W. Hill Captains Harry Beckett Richard F. Fairchild Henry Whitaker Norman B. Courteney Henry R. Anderson William E. Whittington Milton W. Emmett H. Norris Bakken First Lieutenants Gordon F. Stephens William A. Moss Sherman K. Burke H. Lester Barrett Carter Collins Ercil D. Porter William H. Thomas Leslie N. Ross Lance E. Gowen First Lieutenants Edward M. Ford Alexander Adair Warner Clark William W. Johnston Herman L. Welch Arthur B. Todd Leo R. Hain Paul A. Herron George U. Wenner First Lieutenants Samuel K. Strickler Basil P. Boykin Floyd M. Jardine Raymond S. Hobbie James E. Kelly Edward W. Price Charles Boyle Percy L. Menefee Clifton R. Gordon First Lieutenants Edwin L. Collins Walter W. Boon Brooke E. Sawyer Charles W. Elliott William H. Combs Herbert J. McChrystal Colvin Heath Simon E. Sheffey Charles W. Arnold First Lieutenants Meredith J. House Walter L. Norberg Louis A. Palmer V ' "f - /*l* Horace R. Boynton Percy W. Seay Edward Beranek Charles D. South Charles J. Cover Albion J. Howell Second Lieutenants James C. Eldridge Jessum A. Ricker Mahlon E. Traylor Robert W. Dwiggins Ralph W. Moore Robert M. Lowe Ralph W. Dickinson John P. Decker Ernest B. Wood Second Lieutenants Bernhardt L. Bergstrom John B. Couch k V John S. Stewart John J. Fatz Alfred A. Williams Lyall B. Webster Rudolph J. Scholtz Joseph S. Roper Franklin V. D. Bangs Second Lieutenants Bertram P. Puckett Robert E. Donovan Thomas R. Harp Roland A. Vandergrift Harold A. McAllister George G. Beauchamp Walter Lange Guy H. Poulson Fred. I. Zimmerman Second Lieutenants Allen P. Rose Charles N. Hobbs Lincoln M. Byrd Phil F. Garvey Chaplains. First Lieutenants X V A Donald T. Grey Joseph J. Murray Eugene B. Carroll Medical Officers James D. Pasco Major Alfred B. Pavy First Lieutenant Charles H. Allen First Lieutenant Arthur L. Hunger Captain John R. Burgess First Lieutenant Roderick F. Gilbride First Lieutenant Ralph W. Peterson Captain Rudolph E. Schmidt First Lieutenant Ray D. Curry First Lieutenant Official Business What has Lieutenant Combs done? Major Melasky gives out latest War dope after his return from France Regimental surgeon and his staff Personnel adjutants At Headquarters Officers' Meeting The Twelfth Infantry Band Meeting of Sergeants-Major and First Sergeants Regimental Staff THE excellence of a regiment is the reflection of the degree of efficiency obtained by its officers, and at Regimental Headquarters we have efficiency personified in the personnel of the Regimental Staff, both commissioned and non- commissioned. It was here that the plans were formulated that brought the Twelfth Infantry to its present enviable posi- tion, a Regiment second to none in morale, discipline, and efficiency. As the body draws the vital fluid from the heart, so does Regimental Headquarters pump vigor and vitality into the Regiment, and the stimulating effect is reflected in every officer, non-commissioned officer, and man in the organization. Staff officers are chosen for their marked ability and effi- ciency, and they must be experts in the knowledge and execu- tion of every phase of military training, administration, and life. To simplify the vast amount of work that must be accom- plished and to insure efficiency and dispatch in the administra- tion of the Regiment, the staff is divided into the following sections or departments, each with its individual head, who is accountable to the Adjutant for his department: The Adju- tant, Personnel Adjutant, Intelligence Officer, Operations Officer, comprise the personnel of the present Regimental Staff. Few men in the ranks fully understand the functions and the complex workings of the Regimental Staff. To most of them 217 2i8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry it is something remote and mysterious with which they seldom have a close or intimate relation. The Adjutant is the executive head and is directly re- sponsible to the Commanding Officer for all details of the ad- ministration of the Regiment. He is the mouthpiece of the Commanding Officer, and his position is one of great confidence and trust, and he is practically chief of staff of the Regiment. His office is a difficult one, for he must combine in his personality the qualities of a soldier, business man, and diplomat. In the of- fice of the Adjutant are formulated all plans and schedules rela- tive to instruction, training, discipline, and equipment of the men of the Regiment. The Adjutant's office should exemplify sys- tem, order, and accuracy, and everything about the Adjutant's office should be indicative of system, order, neatness, and thor- oughness, and all business should be transacted in a prompt, systematic, businesslike manner. The Adjutant should be well posted in the duties of his office, and should command the respect and enjoy the confidence of all his fellow officers. It is the duty of the Adjutant to promote contentment and elimi- nate friction in the administration of the Regiment and upon him depends the degree of smoothness with which the official machinery runs. The Personnel Department is the regimental prestidigita- tor. There is no end to the variety of its functions. It is not only expected to and does produce pay rolls listing every man in the Regiment, but at the same time can furnish complete information upon the personnel of the Regiment, their service records and civil antecedents. No matter what the degree of justification, there is a limit- less variety of questions to engross the attention of the Per- sonnel Department. General orders, special orders, bulletins, circulars, memoranda, errors, complaints, insurance, family and Liberty Bond allotments, all are cared for by the Per- sonnel Department. In addition to all these matters, the Regimental Staff 219 Personnel Department keeps an accurately posted and checked triple index card system on which is recorded all information with reference to the pay and status of every soldier in the Regiment. These are corrected daily. Furthermore, a be- wildering number of statistical reports are a weekly and monthly requirement from the Regiment, and these are all collected and submitted by the Personnel Department. The Personnel Department follows a soldier from the time that he enters the service until the day that he is mustered out, keeping an accurate record of his military career by means of service records, pay cards, allotment blanks, insurance appli- cations, and qualification, locator, and A. E. F. cards. The Intelligence Department is the eyes of the Regiment. The Intelligence Officer is responsible that the commanding officer be at all times informed with regard to the proximity and movements of the enemy. He must investigate thor- oughly and cautiously all conditions and impart the knowledge of all enemy movements to the commanding officer. Great dependence is placed upon their skill and powers of observation. The Operations Department is responsible for all move- ments of the Regiment. It is the Operations Officer who drafts the march orders and all orders pertaining to any movement of the Regiment. The following is the commissioned personnel of the Re- gimental Staff of the Twelfth Infantry: Adjutant, Captain Norman B. Courteney; Personnel Adjutant, Captain H. Morris Bakken; Operations Officer, Captain Warfield M. Lewis; Assistant Adjutant, First Lieutenant William H. Combs; Assistant Personnel Adjutant, Second Lieutenant Franklin V. D. Bangs. Schedule of Instruction, Twelfth Infantry PERIOD: OCT. 7 TO OCT. 12, 1918 TIME CHARACTER OF INSTRUCTION REMARKS Monday Entire day Combat firing ist Battalion A.M. Second and Third Battalions 7 : 30- 8 : oo Marching to drill grounds As in forward training area 8:00- 8:30 Calisthenics Koehler's Manual, S. R. No. 23. By Bns. 8: 30- 9: oo New Platoon drill Under Company and Pla- toon Commanders 9: oo- 9: 30 Gas Instruction 9 : 30- 1 o : oo Musketry Fire Distribution, Pam- phlet 631 P.M. 10: oo-i i : oo Bayonet 1 1 : oo-i 1 : 30 March to Reg. Parade Ground As in forward training area 1 1 : 30-12 : oo Marching to music 1 : 30- 4: oo Group leading, advance under fire, march by compass Pamphlet 4: oo- 4: 30 Marching to music 4:30- Parade Second Battalion 4 : 3~ 5 : Gas Instruction Third Battalion 5: 15- 6: 15 Officers' Bayonet Instruction 7:00- 8:00 N. C. O. School Subject to be taken up in next two days' work Tuesday Entire day Combat Firing Second Battalion Same as Monday, except: P.M. 4:30 Parade Schedule of Instruction First and Third Battalions Third Battalion 221 4: 30 5: oo Gas Instruction First Battalion Wednesday Entire day Combat Firing Third Battalion A.M. First and Second Battalions Same as Monday P.M. i : 30- 4: oo Same as Monday For "G" and "H" Com- panies only i : 30- 4: oo Gas House According to program be- low, for First Battalion and "E" and "F" Com- panies Thursday A.M. 8:30- 9:30 Same as Monday, except: New Platoon drill Company and Platoon Commanders 9 : 30-1 o : oo Musketry Range estimation by Pla- toon and Squad leaders; use of Mil Rule, sight leaf, etc. P.M. i: 30- 4: oo Platoons attacking a strong point Cooperation be- tween Platoons For First Battalion and" E" and "F" Companies i : 30- 4: oo Gas House See program below 4:30 Parade First Battalion 7 : oo- 8 : oo No N. C. O. School Friday A.M. 9:30-10:00 Same as Thursday, except: Musketry Use of cover, battlefield communication, recon- naissance, etc. P.M. 1:30- 4:00 Same problems, explaining tac- tical use of various weapons (M. G. automatic rifle, etc.) in this work Pamphlet 802 4: oo No marching to music 4^5 Regimental Parade 7: oo- 8: oo N. C. O. School Saturday Inspection Orders will be issued later Manual of Arms will be given for ten minutes at retreat formation. During rest periods instructions will be given in rendering salutes, to the colors and to officers, both indoors and out. Non-Commissioned Staff UP to May, 1918, it seems years ago, this Regiment con- sisted wholly of regulars, the greater part of whom had enlisted prior to April, 1917. With about 1800 men in the whole Regiment, and the old routine running along smooth- ly, there was comparatively little paper work at Regimental Headquarters. Five men not only handled it, but had a great deal of leisure time on their hands. Then, on orders from the War Department, a Personnel Section was formed, adding a Regimental Sergeant Major and two sergeants as clerks. Simultaneously with the organization of this section, about 1 200 drafted recruits were received, doubling the strength of the Regiment and more than doubling the paper work. We had scarcely organized when the Regimental Sergeant Major was transferred to the Development Battalion, and a Battalion Sergeant Major received a commission. With the transfer of all well-drilled recruits in early August to the Sibe- rian Expeditionary Forces, and the receipt of some 2400 drafted recruits at the same time, and finally the transfer of one of the Battalion Sergeant Majors to Division Headquarters, this office was veritably a madhouse, and a complete reorganiza- tion was necessary. This was finally effected, and in October, 1918, we were ready for "Over There." Regimental Sergeant Major James H. Graham headed the column, and Regimental Sergeant Major Wesley D. Sylvester 222 Non-Commissioned Staff 223 followed him like his shadow, with his pet hobby, " Personnel," along beside him. Battalion Sergeants Major Raymond C. Williamson, Thomas F. Orr, and Lucius H. Graham, with a whole army of clerks and stenographers composed the line. As the machine gun and rifle have replaced the sword, so has the typewriter largely replaced the pen, and the first sergeants used to start digging themselves in when they came within sound of our battery of typewriters there were sixteen of them in action. Headquarters was again put to the severest test when the "flu" quarantine came down upon us, and we evacuated the building we had been occupying for ten months to take up quarters in the small Officers' Club House. It was at this time that orders finally arrived for the 8th Division to start for France and all the troubles of the orderly rooms were brought to Headquarters to be solved. During this period the staff put in many an all-night session in order that when we reached the Port of Embarkation the Twelfth would be delayed through no fault of Headquarters. Anyway, we managed to get the work out, and carried the bloodless battle through from Camp Fremont, California, by way of Camp Mills, New York, to Camp Stuart, Virginia, where we are now thoroughly entrenched in the front line trenches, replacing the Forty-eighth Infantry, which has re- tired for recuperation and rest. We now maintain two headquarters: Regimental Head- quarters proper at Camp Stuart, Va., and First Battalion Headquarters at the Army Supply Base, Norfolk, Va., with Battalion Sergeant Major Williamson and Corporal Navone and two clerks holding down the work. At Stuart we have Regimental Sergeant Major James H. Graham, Battalion Sergeant Major Thomas F. Orr, Sergeant John V. Graf, Cor- poral Charles D. T. Hughes and five clerks with Battalion Sergeant Major Lucius H. Graham on the way to join us, the 224 Twelfth U. S. Infantry latter having been in Base Hospital, Camp Grant, Illinois, with influenza and pneumonia, since October 25, 1918. Regimental Sergeant Major W. D. Sylvester, Corporal Herman H. Keck, and Corporal Peru Farver and two clerks comprise the Per- sonnel Section. The Sky Pilot's Story "A Chaplain is either the damnedest nuisance in the Regiment or one of the greatest helps that the Commanding Officer can have." A. A. SUCH was the startling statement that greeted us in our first conference with the new C. O. of the Regiment. And thus did the Colonel in his characteristically pic- turesque way begin to lay before the three of us his idea of the Chaplain's work. It was just as characteristic of him that he should summon us for this interview at all, for too often the Chaplain has to find his own place and make his way without hindrance but without help from his commander. The place of the Chaplain in the Army is unique. It is a place not outlined by rules or settled by precedent. He may leave it a place without value. He may make it a position of great usefulness. The Chaplain is the official Friend of the Regiment. It is his place to apply the oil to the necessarily inflexible machinery in which the life of the soldier revolves. The army is not a playground of children. It is a stern busi- ness in which men must cheerfully surrender their individual desires and willingly sacrifice or suffer. But it is well that there should be one man in a measure free from the rules of the system to see that the men are not lost in the job and to watch lest any man suffer needlessly or unjustly. The Chap- lain is there to look on men first of all not as soldiers but as men. To him any man can come at any time, for sympathy, for advice, for warning, or for help. He is the friend of the 225 226 Twelfth U. S. Infantry men. And this is his chief business. After this he may be preacher, teacher, entertainer what he will, and upon that basis he may broaden his work to the extent of his ambition and ability. The Chaplain has the finest human material to work with, and if he sees right he has a task that is boundless. What wonder if he fails so much. He is commissioned to look out for all the non-military interests of the men their comfort, their pleasure, their well-being mentally, morally, and spiritually. It is his place to help them keep fit as soldiers and as men, to teach them, entertain them, to keep them out of trouble, and to help them when they get in trouble. He must do his work at times without building and equipment and the church organization of civil life. He is not like the preacher in civil life, the head of an institution, but rather the institution of service. When Chaplain George Rice left the Twelfth about May I, 1918, to become Divisional Chaplain of the Eighth Division, his place was taken by Chaplain Donald T. Grey. In August Chaplain Eugene B. Carroll and Chaplain Joseph J. Murray came to the Regiment. This arrangement continued until the death of Chaplain Carroll from pneumonia, November 21, 1918. From the Border the Regiment had brought a moving pic- ture machine and a piano. At Camp Fremont Chaplain Rice "rustled" a big assembly tent, which with much mending served during our stay there. From the Y. M. C. A. Chaplain Grey borrowed benches for six hundred men, writing tables for fifty, and a platform. Shelves were built and a branch of the A. L. A. installed. A white cross flag and a bulletin board announced the whole as a Chaplains' Tent. Actually it became the parlor, library, school, club, and church for the Regiment. No place in California is more delightful than the cool of an airy tent, and that the men found out. The little tin horn phonograph started at 7:30 The Sky Pilot's Story 227 A.M. and continued till tattoo. There were always some rag- time and a hymn book on the piano, and if one wasn't in use the other probably was. Something was doing every evening at the Tent, a movie, an entertainment, a sing, or a service. From May to July, with the assistance of some ladies se- cured through the Y. M. C. A., Chaplain Grey conducted a school in English. For among the recruits who came to the Regiment in May there were many Mexicans and others who could not speak English. Some immigrants from European countries had not learned the English system of writing, or were baffled by our strange spelling when they came to read their orders. The boys of this school will always remember with gratitude those teachers who gladly gave up four after- noons every week to come and struggle with them. In August, such of the men of this school as were not sent to Siberia, were transferred to the Development Battalion where they could be given five hours a day at their studies. From August until we left for the East the activities of the Chaplains' Tent became of more and more importance to the men, because of the successive quarantines placed upon the Regiment. First there was the detention quarantine upon the new men, then the measles quarantine, then the "Flu" quaran- tine, each one tighter than the last. In September all indoor meetings were banned and the tent had to be struck. A month later it was permitted up again, but only for a few weeks, and for the remainder of our stay we had a fresh-air institution, with sometimes more air than we desired. The benches orna- mented the bare ground; the writing tables with their maga- zines and boxes of stationery stood open to the wind and the dew; and the movie screen flapped like a sail in the night air. Only the precious old movie machine and Private Sherwood, the operator, were under the shelter of a seven by nine. No man could cross the guard line and the Chaplains' Area was the only amusement place for 3000 men. Every evening the 228 Twelfth U. S. Infantry benches were crowded to the limit and the ground covered with the men who wanted to see Fatty Arbuckle and William S. Hart. The old piano hadn't enough jazz left in her to accom- pany the voices of that throng in the open air, but often some of the band would bring a cornet or a saxophone, and there were some pretty good sings. New songs, old songs, war songs, gospel songs it was all the same about the music if the words were on the screen. Sunday was the busy day. Religious services under these conditions had their peculiar character. Early Sunday morn- ing, usually in a quiet spot down behind the Infirmary, Chap- lain Carroll would say Mass. On the checkerboard of a game table he would lay his altar stone and cover board and stone with his altar cloth. Never was the table large enough, and the soldier altar boy often had to pass the vessels for the service directly from the satchel to the priest. At ten thirty there was the Protestant service held by Chaplain Grey or Chaplain Murray. Often the sun would be so hot that the men would have to wear their hats as protection. In the afternoon the area would swarm with men to watch the games or the boxing on the platform. And then at night would be the general song service, the words on the movie screen instead of a book; the prayer, all standing with bared heads under the starry sky; and the sermon, a Chaplain's message to his men, spoken from a rickety little table or sometimes from the top of the piano. Sunday afternoon during the measles quarantine brought many visitors but the slow marching sentry held them beyond the line of the fence. To accommodate these visitors benches were carried over the line, and family reunions joyfully pro- gressed with the sentry marching between. Once in a while, the Chaplain would pilot a man through the restrictions to his girl and bring him back a married man while the happy bride went her way home to wait till war was over. The Sky Pilot's Story 229 During the last few weeks of the stay at Fremont the Chap- lains became the chief liaison officers between the men and the world outside. Stamps had to be bought and sold to the men, to the extent of a thousand dollars or more. Wrapping paper and string was kept on hand and twelve or fifteen truck-loads of express sent away home in preparation for the oversea trip that never came. There were telegrams to be sent, checks to be cashed, money orders and telegraphic transfers to be turned into money. A cardboard box in the Chaplains' quarters sometimes had a thousand dollars in greenbacks in it. There were so many requests for help and advice that the men would have to stand in line until their turn at the Chaplain came. We learned that you could trust nearly any man in the army. One day a Chaplain, suddenly called away, left several hun- dred dollars lying loose on a bench. There were hundreds of men around, but it was all there several hours later. Then came a week on the troop train. During this time the Chaplains were chief "news butchers." At every noon stop there was a scramble to get chocolates enough to last till the next day, and to get candles to light a train that was as dark as the tomb. The pretty little postmistress at some Nevada town was quite bowled over by a request for $50.00 worth of stamps at one crack. Then there were trips through the coaches of the long train to sell stamps, to distribute books and stationery and games, and to visit the sick ones. Over the days at Camp Mills we prefer to draw the veil of obscurity. It was too cold for men to meet outdoors and there wasn't a place where a dozen could gather inside. There was nothing the Chaplains could do but sympathize and there wasn't enough of that to supply the needs at such a time. It was hard for the Regiment to face the heart-breaking necessity of turning aside from the goal that had so long and so earnestly been set before us. But the men did it with splendid courage. The stay at Camp Mills was saddened by the death of 230 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Chaplain Carroll. While on pass he was seized with influenza, which rapidly turned into pneumonia, and he died at Phila- delphia among his relatives. He had won the friendship of everybody in the Regiment by his friendliness, his kindly dis- position, and his unselfishness in helping the men. And now we are at the Newport News Port of Embarka- tion. The Regiment is broken into detachments about the Port and the Chaplains have become itinerant preachers, going the circuit of eight detachments, holding services, ar- ranging entertainments and programs, gathering athletic equipment, and doing any job that comes to hand for the pleasure or good of the men. No Chaplains ever had a finer Regiment in which to serve, and none could be prouder of the men and officers with whom they live and work. If we have taught the men anything, we have learned from them in return more. And from the cheer- fulness and courage under hardship, the spirit of self-sacrifice for the common good, the honor and devotion to the great cause that we have seen among our men we will have more trust in mankind and a bigger idea of religion. The Battalions 231 The First Battalion IT is difficult to record a history of the First Battalion of the "Old Twelfth" without repeating the Regimental history, for the First Battalion, because of its numerical designation, was born with the Regiment, and during the greater part of the early life of the Twelfth was its only battalion. The Battalion's history therefore dates from 1789, when war with France and England threatened this country, and when a number of new regiments were formed, including the Twelfth. In view of the fact that the war did not materialize, these new regiments shortly passed out of existence, not to be reformed until 1812. In this war, known as the "War of 1812," the Battalion played a prominent part with the Regi- ment on many battlefields. The next time in history that the Twelfth appears on the scene is in 1846-47, during the war with Mexico, and records are available which single out battalions, and even companies and individuals, for meritorious conduct. In this war the First Battalion consisted of three companies, "B," "C," and "H." "B" and "C" Companies, and Captain Wood of "C," Company, are specially mentioned in the ac- count of the frontal attack on Valencia's position at Contreras, and again with "H" and "K" Companies in the pursuit of Valencia and the battles that followed at San Antonio, Churu- busco, and Tete du Pont. At Tete du Pont the First Battal- 233 234 Twelfth U. S. Infantry ion and "K" Company held over 7000 Mexicans for over half an hour until reinforcements arrived and clinched the victory. After the triumphal march into the city of Mexico, in which the Battalion participated, the war closed, and the Twelfth again passed out of existence. In 1 86 1 the Regiment was again organized and since that date has been in continuous existence. During 1861 and 1862, until the second battle of Bull Run, the First Battalion oper- ated as the Twelfth Infantry, and during 1862 took part in the campaigns in Virginia; fought at Yorktown in April, Gaines's Mill on June 27th, and the second Bull Run. After this battle it was joined by the Second Battalion and fought at Antietam, Chancellorsville, and Spring Run. In 1863 the First Battalion was at Gettysburg; and in 1864 it took part in the battles of the Wilderness, Spottsylvania, Petersburg, Jerusalem Road, and Weldon Railroad. In 1865 it was at Richmond, Va., and from 1865 until 1869 at the defenses of Washington. Following the Civil War, the Twelfth was sent west to blaze the trail for the white settler. The companies of the First Battalion have an excellent record for the work done in the western country. In 1875, "B" Company built the telegraph line from Yuma, Arizona, to San Diego, California, while "C" Company was up in Nevada fighting Indians on the desert. In 1877 "B," "C," and "D" Companies, together with "F" Company of the Second Bat- talion, fought the famous Nez Perces Indian campaign and again in 1878 these three companies with "F" and "K" Companies fought the Bannock Indian War in Oregon and Idaho. In 1 88 1 while the Regiment was fighting the Apaches in Arizona, "D" Company distinguished itself by saving Fort Apache against tremendous odds. In 1890 "A," "B," and "C" Companies patrolled the Brule The First Battalion 235 Indian Reservation, protecting the white settlers who were oc- cupying the surrounding country. In 1894 "A" Company, with "H" and "K" Companies, was at the frontier post of Fort Yates, N. D., and in 1895 the Regi- ment was reassembled at Fort Niobrara, Nebraska, where it remained until the outbreak of the Spanish-American War. The companies of the First Battalion can well be proud of the service they rendered in the building of the Great West. As the Twelfth was one of the first regiments to land in Cuba after the declaration of war against Spain, in 1898, the companies of the First Battalion again had a chance to prove their mettle. The battle of El Coney on July ist was finally won after "A" and "D" Companies, together with "F" Company of the Second Battalion, made a successful charge against a stone fort, which was the strong point of Spanish resistance. The Battalion later fought, as part of the Regiment, at San Juan Hill and Santiago, and took part in the formal surrender of the latter place. After the fighting in Cuba, the Twelfth was hurried, in March, 1899, to the Philippine Islands. It sailed from New York via the Suez Canal, and after fighting around Manila for several months the First Battalion was detached and sent to carry the American Flag to the Island of Samar, where the several companies were confronted with a task that would test the strength of supermen, but they did their work so well that, when again in 1905 the island needed policing, the First Bat- talion was selected to do the job. On Samar, one of the largest islands of the Archipelago, there are many works that stand as monuments to the com- panies of the First Battalion; roads and trails through the dense jungles, bridges, villages, besides a pacified and contented lot of natives. Since the Twelfth returned from the Philippines in 1906, it 236 Twelfth U. S. Infantry has spent most of its time on the Mexican Border and in California. The First Battalion was with the Regiment at the Presidio of San Francisco, where the Twelfth was a part of Pershing's Brigade. Before going to the Presidio of San Francisco, it was at the Presidio of Monterey. In November, 1915, while the Regiment was on Border Duty there was a bit of a scrap with the Mexicans in which the companies of the Battalion played a part. "A" Company being specially prominent. Then again came the Presidio of San Francisco and the Great War in 1917, and Camp Fremont, California, January 5, 1918. The First Battalion, as all the others, will long remember the intensive training schedules, the day and night drills, the growling bayonet men, and the stealthy "intelligencers" that were all a part of the life at Camp Fremont, where they were preparing to meet the Hun. Also all will remember the send- ing of so many of their number to Siberia in August and never will it forget the "Quarantine without end. " Finally the Great Day came, the entraining for New York, arriving at Camp Mills the end of October, 1918. Off for France at last to fight the Boche but fate decreed other- wise. November nth interfered and after a period of mud, quarantine and fatigue, the Regiment departed in November for Newport News, Virginia. The First Battalion was detached for Special Duty at the Port of Norfolk, Virginia, where it at present exists. As the First Battalion looks back upon its great record and links it with its present disappointment in not getting a chance at the Big Show "Over There," the feeling is strong that "we have a great future behind us" but on second thought there is a great work ahead, demobilization, reconstruction, re-adjust- The First Battalion 237 ment and, above all, the "Old Flag," which must always remain flying and which must always remain Red, White, and Blue. The First Battalion will be ever ready to carry on. The Second Battalion TO review the long period of evolution through which the Second Battalion passed before reaching its present state of efficiency would be to dwell upon incidents, both encouraging and discouraging, that are of very little interest to the present personnel of the Battalion. However a few words about the condition of the Battalion as regards strength, efficiency, work, and play, in the earlier days, will show the great strides that have been made. In June, 1917, two-thirds of each company of the Twelfth Infantry were transferred to the Sixty-second and Sixty-third Infantry Regiments. This left the Second Battalion in a for- lorn condition indeed. The morning reports showed company strengths from 40 to 60 men per company. This condition existed until August, when a few recruits were added to each company, swelling the grand total per company to 65 or 70 men. Nothing startling happened for six months after June, 1917, and from all appearances nothing startling was to happen. It seemed that hope for a definite aim had disappeared, when, like a burst of sunshine through the clouds, came the order to move the Twelfth and Sixty-second Infantry Regiments to Camp Fremont, to form the Fifteenth Infantry Brigade. This order started us again on the upward path with new hope and a real objective, so we thought, for which to work. The Camp Fremont period in the evolution of the Battalion was the real period of development, and though many changes upset the even tenor of progress, nevertheless we plugged along toward that ever more definite goal. 238 The Second Battalion 239 Divisional schools were organized for officers and enlisted men and the foundation was laid for the instruction of the daily expected recruits. Hope rose and fell as rumors came and went about being "filled up," but one fine day in May in came some recruits filling each company to about 140 men. Now the work began and each eye could see ahead to that day in July when everyone from Major General Morrison down, thought we would bid farewell to Camp Fremont and sail for France. But another set-back was our due. In August the new commander of the 8th Division was ordered to pick 5000 men from the Division and form an A. E. F. to proceed to Siberia. This took practically all the privates and a number of the N. C. O's. from the Battalion. The days were dark during that week and grim rumors about a replacement division were afloat. Fortune seemed to smile on us though during our war history just at the time when our outlook was darkest. This time the God of War decreed that we should have a full battalion. We did and to-day it consists of practically the same men as it did that fine day at the end of August when the recruits from the Casual Camp joined us. From this time forward every member of the Battalion was certain that very soon we would be helping to make the reputation of America's greatest combat division. The recruit drill progressed so rapidly as to evoke great praise and remarks of astonishment from our new command- ing general and from visiting staff officers of the British and French Armies. The training for the target range was rapid and it was remarked, by many experienced officers, that it was never considered possible to make such riflemen in so short a time. The bayonet work was fast and furious, to the delight of all instructors. No more inspiring sight was ever witnessed than to see every man in the entire Battalion struggling until he could hardly stand up to prepare himself for the day when he was to get some German blood on his bayonet. 2 4 o Twelfth U. S. Infantry The calisthenic drill by the Battalion was another thing in which the Second Battalion led the Division. Some of our proudest moments being when the General drove out to our drill ground in his car and remained with us during our half hour of this drill. He remarked many times about the fine way that every man took hold and tried to reach that state of perfection that was his goal for the Division. Never did the Battalion uphold its reputation better than the morning Gen- eral Helmick brought General Shanks out at 8:00 A. M. to witness the Battalion calisthenics. Every man made the hillside ring with his commands and each movement was made with the most military precision. Considering everything the training of the Battalion progressed very rapidly all due to the spirit of the officers and men. In speaking of the officers of the Battalion it would be a long task to give the history of every officer in the Battalion, or who had been in the Battalion, but a short account of organ- ization might be valuable as a part of the Battalion history. Major C. L. Mullins, Jr., U. S. M. A., 1917, was assigned to command the Battalion in August while Captain and Regi- mental Adjutant. He chose as Battalion Adjutant, Lieutenant E. L. Collins of the Machine Gun Company, an officer eminently fitted for the position due to his varied training in the division schools. Lieutenant James Daly was made Intelligence Officer , for his long training and efficiency in that work. Captain W. E. Whittington, U. S. M. A., 1918, was in command of Company "E," Captain Henry Whittaker, O. T. C., Tientsin, China, Fifteenth Infantry, in command of Company "F," Captain H. R. Anderson, U. S. M. A., 1918, in command of Company "G," and Lieutenant S. K. Burke, ist O. T. C., Presidio, in command of Company "H." These officers, assisted by a coterie of able lieutenants in each company, took hold of the enormous task before them with energy and decision which, combined with the spirit and loyalty of the men, made our Battalion the The Second Battalion 241 efficient organization that it is to-day. Of course many mistakes were made by both officers and enlisted men, but always the general welfare of the Battalion seemed to be better for the errors since the old adage applied "one must err to learn." The successful result accomplished by our Battalion has been contributed to largely and generously by Colonel Aloe and other officers of higher command in the Division. Never was any reasonable request laid before our Commanding Officer that he did not do all in his power to grant it. The contem- plated four-day field problem at Camp Fremont was a good example of the cooperation of the Colonel. Everything neces- sary from the Supply Detachment to the Medical Detachment was provided for. At this time, though, came the great news which made everybody happy and caused us to turn all energy toward the preparations for the big move. The Second Battalion did not get into battle owing to the combination of circumstances that delayed the movement of the 8th Division until too late, but had it been given the chance there is no doubt that Major-General Helmick would have commended their conduct in the fight with the same words he used when he remarked upon one of the Battalion drills to Colonel Aloe: "Colonel, they can't be beaten." The Third Battalion THE Third Battalion is not least, and is last only in the eyes of the Supply Officer when he issues fatigue suits and pays the companies. This is only because no Supply Officer has ever been known to reverse the alphabetical order of things. Like more .ordinary third battalions, the Third Battalion of the Twelfth Infantry is divided into four parts: "I" Company, " K " Company, " L " Company, and " M " Company. No self-respecting third battalion has ever been known to include such companies as an "A" Company or an "H" Com- pany or any company whose alphabetical cognomen was with- out the pale of the exclusive four. But, in spite of its being made up of four companies, each with a distinct personality of its own, the Third Battalion has a pronounced esprit de corps. The dawn of Third Battalion history to the writer is not very far removed in time, but as this book is mainly a story of the present personnel, maybe it is just as well. Our heritage of tradition dates back to the early nineteenth century, and though the members who, grouped together, make this Bat- talion, have been ever changing, the spirit of those men who fought with Scott in Mexico, and those who served from '61 to '65, and those who campaigned in Cuba and throughout the world, comes to the recruit almost before he learns that it is a financial blunder to play blackjack with his company supply sergeant or shoot craps with the cooks. The Third Battalion has had many experiences not shared 242 The Third Battalion 243 by the rest of the Regiment. It was the Third Battalion which bore the brunt of the War with Mexico and over a half century later it was the Third which engaged the Mexicans at Nogales, Arizona. We can remember the pre-Fremont days at the Presidio. Three officers, who were later to play important r61es in the development of the Battalion, were then in command of com- panies. Lieutenant Melasky, now Major, and our present Battalion Commander, was then in command of "K" Com- pany. Lieutenant Perkins, now Captain, was in command of "I" Company, and off and on had command of the Battalion during its training. Lieutenant Sloane, now Captain, was in command of "L" Company, and is to this day. The early days at Fremont were mostly occupied with Divi- sional Schools, and training in as large a unit as a Battalion didn't commence until early in the summer of 'eighteen. The first field officer to command the Battalion since the Regiment was split, came about this time. With the arrival of Major Preston, who was later in command of the Regiment and is now Lieutenant-Colonel and Executive Officer to Colonel Aloe, the Battalion received its first real organized training. Colonel Preston left his influence on the Battalion in more ways than one. Although most of the privates have come since his time as Battalion Commander, the present non-commissioned officers are graduates of the trench warfare work which com- menced then. The four companies learned a thoroughness in policing and general cleanliness at this time, which was to save the Third Battalion many "skins" in later day. Lieutenant Bollenbeck was adjutant to Major Preston until he was pro- moted to the grade of Captain, when he was relieved by Lieu- tenant Boykin. Many memories are woven into this stage of our training. The Battalion would march out to the trench area with full packs, the 1-2-3-4- click of heels resounding on the asphalt 244 Twelfth U. S. Infantry pavement and the rhythmic spluttering of a thousand gas masks as music to our ears. Finally the Stanford crossroads, long prayed for, would appear through the dense fog on the portion of the right goggle which we were able to see out of, and life would be worth living once more. We would clean the slobber off our blouses, our overalls, and our faces, stack arms along the board fence, and fall out for a moment of re- cuperation. The grass on the hills was worn off by those un- known heroes who had made assault after assault up these slopes. Quickly the rest period passed, and bloodless warfare com- menced anew. On hill 438 the bombers of "L" Company could be seen hurling "mark I's" into Strassburg Boyeau, while on hill 500 " K " Company could be seen consolidating the crest. It was here that a stray bullet from the pistol range buzzed by the ear of a scout, and "K" Company was forced to make an inglorious retreat. All the hills were alive with the wearers of cheesecloth hat bands of many hues. If Private Jones wore a red hat band, he had to imagine his pockets laden down with bombs, but if this were changed to blue, he had to remember that he was the operator of a Browning automatic, and conduct himself accordingly. Two Captains took command in the Third Battalion about this time. Captain Beckett, a veteran of many years' service, went to "K" Company, and, accordingly "K" Company has become famous for her drill and discipline. Captain Emmett took command of "M" Company, and this company distin- guished itself in bayonet work and all around pep. Then came the "great bust-up" and these recruits, except those whose right sleeves had been adorned with stripes, were sent to Siberia. Drill schedules reverted to recruit training. For every man that was sent to Siberia through one gate, a recruit stepped in to the casual camp through another. This supply of men was all swallowed up by the First and Second The Third Battalion 245 Battalions. But the Third Battalion was rewarded for wait- ing, and before long we were filled with American Lake veter- ans of six weeks' training. This gave us a lead which we kept. While the First and Second Battalions had successive epi- demics of pneumonia and measles, the Third was hardly touched. The health and physique of these men are her pride to-day. Major Preston was soon promoted, and upon Colonel Hagadorn being transferred, assumed command of the Regi- ment. Captain Perkins of "I" Company commanded the Battalion for a month until he was relieved by Major Melasky. Major Melasky was Regimental Adjutant before his promotion, and has continued in command of the Third Battalion to the present time. Like Colonel Preston, Major Melasky was exacting from the start and a large proportion of the efficiency of the Third Battalion has been due to his leadership and constant atten- tion to the welfare of the companies. His adjutant was Lieu- tenant Gordon Stephens, and Lieutenant Arnold his intelligence officer. The scene of Battalion activities shifted to the Hostess House Field, Morrison Field, and later the foot of the high hill back of the bayonet course. The recruits were marched to music, run through bayonet courses, put through sighting and aiming drills, parading and learning 802, from the earliest nicker of dawn to the last nicker of twilight, when it became time for the officers to indulge in some of Captain Emmett's little round the tree bayonet romps. It was intensive train- ing in its most virulent form, but the goal was "France" and skinned hands and blistered feet were forgotten. In addition, Santa Cruz Avenue and the Supply Road had to be coddled and swept like the St. Francis Rose Room; rakes were busy night and day, and the medicos omnipresent around the kitchens. But the move soon came. The Third Battalion was the rear 246 Twelfth U. S. Infantry guard of the Twelfth, but finally before daybreak one cold dark morning, the hour came and we left for France. The Bat- talion left in two sections: "I" and "K" under Major Mel- asky and " L" and " M " under Captain Sloane. Fremont was a memory of the past. Shortly before leaving, Captain Perkins was transferred to Headquarters Company and the Orphan Battalion, and Captain Miller took command of "I" Company. Seven days afterward we arrived in Hoboken, and went through all the disappointments common to the Regiment. It was here that Captain Perkins was reassigned to "M" Com- pany and Captain Emmett transferred to Headquarters Com- pany. Our Battalion Commander left a little ahead of us, succeeded in reaching France, and has just rejoined us in Virginia. At Camp Stuart, Captain Lewis relieved Captain Perkins as commander of " M " Company. Now the Battalion is spread all over Warwick County, but scattered as they are, there is always an iron bond of common interests and common achievements between the "big four." "I", "K", "L" and "M" still maintain the spirit of the Battalion. It is rather unfortunate for this story that the writer has the privilege of belonging to this organization. Modesty for- bids many nice things being said about us. But we are forced to admit that we can growl a little louder in bayonet, hold a little straighter line at parades, boil mess kits a little more violently when so inclined, swat flies a little more strenuously, come from left shoulder to right shoulder with a little more snap than any similar aggregation of companies in the Twelfth Infantry or in the United States Ar , but why mention what must be generally known ! But even if it were not known abroad, every man in the Battlion knows it himself and, just as he is proud of the Twelfth Infantry, its history and its efficiency, he carries around in his heart a loyalty to his Battalion. Without the The Third Battalion 247 circle of these four companies, he knows little of what is going on, but most of his close friends, his associations, and his memories of army life are within the confines of his Battalion. And these friends, these associations, these memories, merge into a loyalty which will be cherished throughout his life. Intelligence Section THE word "Sniper" became fixed in the minds of the American people at an early period in the World War. It became known that the sniper was not only a sharp- shooter but that he was a man of unusual ability in all phases of soldiering. His work was difficult, extremely dangerous; it necessitated a thorough knowledge of the rifle and of scouting, and required keen and untiring observation. In order to meet the requirements of such an exacting serv- ice, the Intelligence man must have the use of all six senses and be athletic, absolutely fearless, and able to endure the severest hardships. The zone of operations for the sniper scout, as he is popularly called, lay within No Man's Land and as far within the German lines as the scout might penetrate. His eye was constantly fixed upon the lines of the Boche; he noted their every movement and recorded it. On him greatly de- pended the discovery of the terrible machine gun, Minnen- werfer, and other trench battery positions. His eyes were never closed and hence he had many opportunities to prove his excellent marksmanship. His greatest fight was with the German sniper who proved to be no mean opponent. Upon the detailed information gained by his observations, many of the strategical moves were planned in the Great Headquarters. The word Intelligence, broadly interpreted, means the gathering and recording of information concerning the enemy. Within this broad interpretation there are three distinct branches of work; sniping, observing, and scouting. 248 Intelligence Section 249 As a sniper, his worth lies in his marksmanship. Thereby, he is able to prevent the enemy from sniping his own comrades and from gaining information concerning his own troops. He also snipes the enemy and in this way weakens the enemy's morale. In sniping, it is necessary to have a telescopic rifle and a good supply of ammunition, including armor-piercing bullets. A periscope is invaluable. Many varieties are used, but the small magnifying type is in greatest favor. Next, he must have a well-prepared and carefully covered position, for concealment is his only protection. A favorite station is the famous sniping post constructed somewhere in the front lines, with a flanking view of a small section of the enemy's position. These posts are cleverly made and entirely concealed, within a few hours during the night. Often the post is a small dug-out in a hillside, knoll, or in the parapet of a trench. Its peep-hole is screened and camouflage is used to mask completely its presence. Two men occupy the post; one acts as observer, the other stands ready for action at a small opening which is covered by a little trap door. The work of the Intelligence man as an observer is ex- tremely tedious, but is probably of most importance. . He is equipped with a very powerful telescope, with maps of the vicinity, and with a perfect watch and compass. He is also stationed in a permanent post very similar to the sniping post. The principal difference is that the observation post is larger, more elaborate, and never fired from. When well made, it is seldom detected. Within the post, there are two or more men constantly on duty; one observing, the other recording the slightest movement, no matter how trivial, of the enemy. Often a mere shovelful of dirt thrown out of a trench may indicate a great change in the enemy's defenses. The Intelligence man as a scout has no less importance than as a sniper or observer. His life is one of greatest excitement and danger. Stealth, cunning, and nerve are his greatest 250 Twelfth U. S. Infantry assets. His duty is to gain information by actual contact with the enemy, and his methods of accomplishing his ends are varied. Camouflage is invaluable and he uses it constantly. For example, on dark nights he wears a black suit, gloves, and black veil ; on snowy nights his outfit is of white ; on sunny days his suit is painted to blend with the background. His greatest service is in leading patrols, because through his work in observation he has learned No Man's Land, perfectly. He is in constant danger of hand-to-hand fights with the enemy, and the success of his work depends upon his ability to outwit the German scout, for the bravest scouts live in No Man's Land and the enemy fears to patrol where he knows he will meet with fierce and dangerous opponents. The Intelligence Section of the Twelfth Infantry was created by an order of the War Department, June i, 1918. June loth, a school for the officers and non-commissioned officers of the Regiment was established at Camp Fremont. Major J. M. Carleton, Leicester Regiment of the British Army, assisted by Sergeant- Major MacNulty, West Riding Regiment of the British Army, directed the training in the first school, the course lasting for a period of two weeks. Captain Norman B. Courteney was made Intelligence Officer by Regi- mental order, and immediately proceeded to organize and train an Intelligence Section. The section consisted of thirty- two men per battalion with one lieutenant from each bat- talion in charge of each section. There was also a corps of three non-commissioned officers and five privates, first-class, which formed the staff of the Regimental Intelligence Officer. Captain Courteney succeeded in perfecting a very strong organization. The men were in excellent condition and were capable of carrying on the duties of an Intelligence Section on the Western Front. At this time, the 8th Division was called upon to furnish trained troops for the Siberian expedi- tion. Lieutenant Graves, Intelligence Officer from the First Intelligence Section 251 Battalion, with a majority of the Regimental Intelligence Sec- tion, was sent to Siberia. Shortly after this, Captain Court- eney was made Regimental Adjutant and Lieutenant William A. Moss was promoted from Intelligence Officer from the Second Battalion to Regimental Intelligence Officer. He organized a new Intelligence Section and, because of his pre- vious experience, was able to select men who were fully adapted to the work. His selection comprised men who were hunters in the great western States, each man versed in woodcraft and its uses, men ideally equipped for the work they were enter- ing upon. On organizing the Section, Lieutenant Moss ad- dressed his men and explained to them the work which lay before them. He told them of its hardships, the severe train- ing they would have to endure, and dwelt at length upon the dangers of the work which would be theirs. He suggested the significant fact that the average life of the sniper in the trenches was ten days, and gave any man whom he had chosen for the work the opportunity to withdraw his services and return to his Company for duty. Not one man withdrew. With men of this caliber, the success of the Section began. The course of training included the regular training under- gone by all infantrymen, and in addition thereto, extra training in shooting at extremely small targets, moving targets, and camouflaged objects. Night patrol work and the use of the radio-compass were specialized in. The men were taught to make and read maps, and to write and deliver messages. They were trained in all manner of rough and tumble fighting, and special emphasis was laid on their bayonet work. They constructed sniping posts, observing posts, took part in man- euvers, and studied the use of camouflage. At the completion of approximately six weeks' training, they were called upon to demonstrate their knowledge of Intelligence work. A review was arranged for Major General Helmick, commanding the 8th Division, his staff, and for 252 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Colonel Aloe. The demonstration consisted of patroling, observing, camouflage work, mapping, bayonet fighting, dis- armaments, and wrestling. General Helmick made the remark that the patrol work was excellently carried out and Colonel Aloe said that he had never seen better advantage taken of the protection afforded in the use of natural cover. Twelve men in camouflaged suits were in place before the reviewing stand at varying distances from 100 yards to 400 yards. The reviewing officers were furnished field glasses and with the use of these they succeeded in locating accurately only two of the hidden men. The demonstration of bayonet work was very intense and was complimented by all who saw it. The work done by the non-commissioned officers was especially commendable. They instructed cheerfully and freely, and kept that "always ready for duty spirit" of the Twelfth Infantry especially strong in the Intelligence Section. The success of this organization was due largely to their efforts. Sergeant Chester H. Holmes was in charge of the Staff Section; Sergeant Charles B. Mawson of the First Battalion; Sergeant Everett L. McConnaha of the Second Battalion, and Sergeant Ray Hickox of the Third Battalion. The map-work gotten out by the Twelfth Infantry Intelli- gence Staff was used by the Intelligence Department at Divi- sion Headquarters and was perfect in every detail. When maps were required, the Staff Section was always ready to furnish them in a few hours' time. Their value can be ap- preciated when one realizes that the entire World War was planned, fought, and won with maps guiding the attacks. Reveille Men on Staff of Twelfth Infantry Book Men on Staff of Twelfth Infantry Book Lack of space and the fact that some have been dis- charged, make it impossible to include a larger number of photographs of the officers and men who have made this book possible. A further list will be found in the fore matter con- taining additional names of members of the Regiment who have been on the staff, contributed articles or drawings or assisted in the routine work of the office. The book is really the result of the combined efforts of the whole Regiment with the staff as a nucleus. 1. JOHN V. DEES, Private, First Class, Company " H." 2. JOHN W. FIELD, Private, Company " D." 3. JOHN A. FRY, Private, First Class, Company " M." 4. FREDERICK W. GANZERT, Private, First Class, Medical Detachment. 5. WALTER M. GILBERT, Private, Company " G." 6. GEORGE H. LARSEN, Private, Company " I." 7. BEN LEVY, Private, First Class, Company " C." 8. THOMAS W. McMANUS, Private, First Class, Company " C." 9. MIKE A. PROCTOR, Private, Company " L." 10. ALFRED A. SAMUELSON, Private, Machine Gun Company. 11. LEWIS B. SCHWELLENBACH, Corporal, Company " M." 12. RAGNAR SIGTRIG, Private, First Class, Company " E." 13. HAROLD T. SPITZNAGEL, Private, Machine Gun Company. 14. ALFRED A. TEAGUE, Corporal, Company " C." 15. BERT M. TORVANGER, Private, Company " M." 16. WALLER H. TURNER, Private, Company " A." 17. JAY R. VESSELS, Private, Machine Gun Company. 18. EDWARD R. WATKINS, Corporal, Company " G." 19. ALMA J. WINTERS, Corporal, Company " G." 253 The Companies 255 HEADQUARTERS CO A.J PERHAPS no other unit in the Twelfth Infantry will prove more interesting to the lay mind than Headquarters Company, or, as it has truly been called, a Company of Specialists. Looking at the general plan of its organization you will find that the officer who commands Headquarters Com- pany, must be a thorough soldier and manager; he must be able to instruct his charges in all work pertaining to army life, because Headquarters Company covers every phase of army life. The company is made up of six distinct and separate units, viz.: Signal, Pioneer, Bomber and Sapper, Mounted Order- ly, Band, and the Staff Section. Each of these sections has its own special work and drill. Each man has been chosen for some specialty. After being shown around and seeing the Company at drill a visitor said, "It is the spirit of America triumphant." THE STAFF SECTION The Staff Section is composed of Sergeants Major, Color Sergeants, Clerks, Stenographers, Mechanics, Interpreters, etc., paper soldiers some call them; but real soldiers never- theless. Though they may not go through their I. D. R. like a line soldier, they form, nevertheless, one of the most essential parts of our Army. It is in great part due to the efficiency of the Clerical Staff, that the war has reached such an early conclusion. While the line soldier is asleep, you will find the 257 258 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Clerks and Sergeants Major, going through the nerve- wrecking process of trying to make a morning report balance or of making out pay rolls. The Mechanic, although not in the "White Collar" class, is also, according to the average soldier, a subject for the "Use- less Battalion." But let a board get loose, or a bunk break down and you'll hear the whole company holler for the me- chanic, to come and "fixit. " To be a good army mechanic, one must be a momentous faker, for he is called upon to build a cabinet or a battleship at a moment's notice. The mechanics I have seen use rock, in lieu of hammer, axe instead of saw. It is really a cheerless job; give them a little credit, they are a part of us. The Interpreter is usually a chap who doesn't know any- thing about the Army and never gets a chance to learn any- thing about it. He is usually kept busy talking all sorts of outlandish languages ranging from Esperanto to Arabic. When not busy at his trade he does anything from rear orderly to clerical work. The Interpreter assigned to this Regiment is a wee bit of a fellow who had to see a couple of majors and a general to get in the army. He was kidnapped from the Canadian Army by the well-known Draft Board, thereby leav- ing the Canadian Army in the hole. Sent to Camp Lewis he was rejected for being one inch too small and had to talk his head off to keep from being kicked out of camp, but being a very force- ful orator he managed to stay in the Institution Democratic. THE TWELFTH INFANTRY BAND As far back as the oldest Soldier in the Regiment can re- member, the Twelfth Infantry Band has been pronounced by critics, both military and civilian, as being without peer. It has created a precedent: It is considered throughout the Service as a very desirable place for a Musician to locate. Almost to a man those who served in the Twelfth Infantry Headquarters Company 259 Band and re-enlisted elsewhere, tried to get "back home" via transfer. Since 1902, ten of its men have been appointed leaders of other Regimental Bands, while other musicians who received their training with this organization are now leading some of the best Bands and Orchestras in the country. The Band in its present strength numbers 44 men. It is without doubt, due to the untiring efforts of the Band Leader, Lieut. James C. Eldridge, that it has reached such a high standard of efficiency. Lieutenant Eldridge is now serving in his seventeenth year with the Twelfth Infantry and is a genuine musician. He graduated with the class of 1915, from the Band Leaders' School. In band circles there is a saying that much is due to the personal interest and support of Colonel Aloe. Its success is good testimony to the claim of its members that for a "Father of the Band" the Commanding Officer can't be beat. THE SIGNAL PLATOON This Platoon was organized early in July, 1918. Since that time it has worked faithfully toward the all-important end of so perfecting its different sections that it would be able to carry on its work in actual warfare. The excellence of the work done by this platoon was first seen at the field maneuvers held in Camp Fremont, August, 1918, where a sham battle was staged under conditions very similar to actual warfare in Europe. Telephone, telegraph, T. P. S., and wireless stations were established in the trenches and messages were sent back and forth between the trench area and Headquarters. Wig-wag, light projectors, and homer pigeons were also used to good advantage. Finding it im- possible to obtain all the material necessary to carry on all branches of the work, the men pooled their money and in this way a pigeon loft was constructed and filled with pigeons donated by some admirer or bought by the men. 260 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Through the kindness of Mrs. Casserly of Burlingame, California, the platoon was able to buy a complete wireless set capable of receiving messages from points in Honolulu and Alaska. This set is now being used at Camp Stuart. Some idea of the efficiency of the different sections that make up the Signal Platoon can be gathered by the records made by field wireless and field T. P. S. in their last competitive drill. The apparatus is carried by five men, each having his own particular duty. When the order is given the apparatus has to be put together and must be in shape to send or receive messages. The wireless team attained a speed of thirty-eight seconds while the T. P. S. broke all records by putting up in twenty- three seconds. THE MESS Napoleon said that an army moves on its stomach. If the kitchen of Headquarters Company is a criterion, then this organization must be always on the move, for its cuisine is unsurpassed and its stomach always filled. In Mess Sergeant Everett Faulkender, this Company has found a chef of no mean ability, and it is in great measure due to his culinary ability that such a high state of contentment exists. At the outbreak of the War, Sergeant Faulkender left the position of assistant chef at the St. Francis Hotel, San Francisco, to enter Uncle Sam's employ. That he has more than made good, is voiced by the boys who say that he is the best Mess Sergeant we have ever had. THE ORDERLY ROOM The Orderly Room has the unique distinction of being at once the most popular and unpopular place in the Company, for it is in the orderly room that one gets passes, signs the pay roll, and incidentally gets the well known "Bawl Out" if delinquent. Headquarters Company 261 To the average soldier the orderly room is a place of Mystery, while the Company Clerk looks on it as an Inferno. In fact, First Sergeant Wisotzkey says that Dante was Com- pany Clerk for Nero when he wrote his famous book. To be a good Company Clerk, one must be a living encyclopedia, for the clerk in addition to his other duties must be able to answer every question propounded by the enlisted men. If a shirt has been stolen or lost the clerk must know who stole the shirt and why. When things go wrong the First Sergeant vents his spite on the Company Clerk, and the clerk being isolated and apart from the rest of the Company has no one to pass the "buck" to. The life of the average Company Clerk is three months. After three months in an orderly room, one either becomes a rank philosopher or has Simplex Dementia, written on his discharge. THE MOUNTED ORDERLIES The Mounted Orderly of to-day must not only be a mounted soldier, but he must also be a foot soldier. The duties of the Mounted Orderly are rather varied requiring special training in signaling, and in care and management of horses. In fact, a Mounted Orderly must be a first class foot soldier, an expert cavalryman, and a thorough signal man. In time of war they are the mounted scouts and messengers, being especially trained in liaison work. This section proved their mettle in Camp Fremont late in September, 1918, when they gave several exhibitions in bareback and rough riding, trick and fancy riding, and lariat throwing. Almost every man in this section is an old soldier, serving his third or fourth enlistment. "THE POUNDER PLATOON" "One pounders" is a small unit of Headquarters Company composed of thirty-nine men and a Lieutenant. Their work, 262 Twelfth U. S. Infantry however, is of great importance to the infantry when in action, because they afford the only immediate protection which the troops have against machine guns and tanks. The gun used is of French origin and design called the thirty-seven millimeter gun, and is the very lightest of single shot artillery. There are only three to a Regiment, but when fired from twenty-five to thirty times a minute their accuracy makes them greatly feared by the enemy. Four different types of shells are used, three of which ex- plode on contact, carrying almost certain death to all within a radius of from ten to twenty yards. A direct hit in a ma- chine gun nest usually wipes out the whole crew. The men picked for this work must be very active both physically and mentally, every one being able to handle any position on a gun-crew. They must also be strong and able to stand hard knocks, as the drill gets pretty rough. The men in the platoon at present have at all times shown the necessary qualities. They were very successful in their drills, being able to dismount the gun and pick up the target in the excellent time of one minute. The three crews were in fine shape and worked together just like machines. Their success was due to the spirit instilled in them by their most able Commander, Lieutenant Paul A. Herron. Every man in the platoon would follow him anywhere with perfect confidence. THE BOMBERS AND SAPPERS Being chosen for this particular platoon, because of his ability with a pick and shovel, the Bomber and Sapper is naturally called the roughneck because of his love for hard outdoor work. Most of the men chosen for this platoon are big stalwarts. They are the Jess Willards of Headquarters Company. Headquarters Company 263 THE PIONEER SECTION If you can mine, build barbed-wire fences, or handle dyna- mite, then and only then can you become a pioneer. On the Pioneer rests the responsibility of making the doughboy safe in the trenches. It is the Pioneer who builds those "cute" little fences and entanglements that we often see in the Official War Films. It is the Pioneer who digs and burrows his way under the enemy's trenches and blows him to his just reward. Although his work is serious, the Pioneer is a practical joker. He not only blows the enemy "home" but he digs him a home, too. THE MASCOT We found him on the target range, dirty, ragged, and un- kempt. We drove him away many times; but he'd always come back, pleading for friendship and sympathy. His big brown eyes seemed to say, "Won't you let me be a soldier? " Our hearts melted and we took him in. After a good bath and a hearty meal, he was with due ceremony mustered in and assigned to the Staff Section, with orders to report to the Mess Sergeant three times a day. With the order to embark for Overseas came an order prohibiting mascots from accompanying troops. But suffice it to say that "Toots" is here and has made known his intention to reenlist. OUR OFFICERS In concluding this story we wish to pay tribute to the officers who have worked so faithfully to make this what we believe to be the best company in the Regiment. Like us they came from a comparatively, quiet, academic life to fall into the full stream of an arduous military life. To them, not less than to us, belongs the credit of making Headquarters Company a company of specialists and soldiers, and like us they deem it a privilege to be of Headquarters Company and of the Twelfth Infantry. MACHINE. GUN WE have often wondered what primordial man did when he saw mushrooms sprouting from the ground where nothing had been a short time before! Es- pecially, when primordial man knew that it took years to grow a sapling. Offhand, such a reference may seem out of place, but there is a simile that we wish to play upon, and that is regarding the Machine Gun Company of the Twelfth Infantry. The mushroom and the primordial man are not so far away from this Company and the Old Regular. Army men, those who have made a profession of soldiering, know that it takes years to make a top-notch company, and when we say years we mean many not three! But, of late, precedent has been broken many times, and we believe that army precedents were shattered when the Machine Gun Company grew from a platoon of twenty- one men, to a war strength Company of one hundred and seventy-three. An initial reorganization of the outfit took place in the early winter of 1915, when what was then the Machine Gun Platoon of twenty-one men was increased to a Company with a peace- time strength of seventy-three men. During 1914-1917, when the company was on the Mexican border it was equipped with a crude specimen of machine gun compared to the modern Browning, the Benet Mecier. 264 Machine Gun Company 265 While stationed at Nogales, Arizona, the machine gunners had their first and what proved to be last opportunity to see real action, when they were called upon in the fall of 1915 to defend the city against a threatened attack of Mexicans led by Pancho Villa. Apparently the enemy got "cold feet" for the expected attack failed to materialize. At any rate the machine gunners lined up in battle forma- tion, determined to make the best of their chance at the bandits. Following the retreat from the vicinity of the border by Villa and his band, most of the time was occupied by guard duty and maneuvering with the other companies of the Regi- ment. Close on the heels of the declaration of war against Ger- many by the United States came the order for the Twelfth to move to the Presidio of San Francisco. In January, 1918, the Company took up quarters at Camp Fremont. Orders were received to fill to war strength of one hundred and seventy- three men, combat equipment, and also twenty-six mules- bless them! Mules are wonderful things when it comes to drawing heavily-laden gun carts. But when the city bred soldier is called upon to curry and manicure these equine makeshifts he is up against something he didn't sign up for. But this is a company history and not a tale of woe; so "mule- ology" must needs be passed up. The Company settled down in earnest to regular war-time drill. Digging into the strenuous work of getting a line on the machine gun science and tactics. The officers and non- commissioned officers of this unit became so well-versed in the many intricacies of the machine gun that there was a general demand for their services at the Divisional School for Machine Gunners. This one Company furnished more in- structors at the school than any other single outfit in the Divi- sion. To it also goes the credit of having furnished the 266 Twelfth U. S. Infantry nucleus around which were built most of the machine gun organizations of the Eighth Division. Working from daylight to dusk, expecting each day to get orders to "go across" the Company had a chance to display its ability when, about the middle of July, Captain Melaskey, then Company Commander, received orders that his Company had been chosen to represent the machine gunners of the Eighth Division in the maneuvers to be given before the Mission of French and British Officers. With reveille at 3:45 o'clock each morning they marched on an average of twenty miles daily, under full equipment. The situations were so well-handled during these maneuvers, that the Company Commander was personally congratulated by the officers of the Foreign Mission for having been the leader of what they deemed "the best trained outfit on the field." With the departure in August from Camp Fremont of a contingent of troops for Siberia, the Company lost about half of its best men. These were shortly replaced by men of equal worth and before long the outfit was back again to its normal strength and efficiency. During the month previous to the departure for Camp Mills the work con- sisted chiefly of range practice where the men were given practical lessons in many methods of direct and indirect fire and in laying down barrages. The last ammunition was expended about a week before breaking camp. Realizing that they were killing their last "Boches" at Camp Fremont, the men worked the guns with such accuracy that, according to the officers, all previous firing records were completely offset. Especially were the barrages laid with accuracy. Firing a combat course at targets 1000 yards minimum distance, the Company did first-class work from the start. On the pistol range the machine gunners acquitted them- selves splendidly too. Fifty per cent, of the Company made Machine Gun Company 267 an average of over 80 out of possible 100 in the first day's work. But now comes a portion of machine gun history wherein the mule figures foremost, when technically we should say hindmost, for it is the hindmost part of the mule that bears the most watching. And when the Company was handed the task of teaching Maud, Harry, Arthur, and Winnie to do squads east and west, it was handed the hardest task in its scheduled curriculum. The gentlemen mules did fairly well, but the lady mules couldn't see the necessity of doing things in the prescribed way, and that's where the trouble started. The Machine Gun Company, like the rest of our Regiment, was deprived of the opportunity to be up and at 'em, but its men carry the marks of combat and know the suffering of being wounded, and they know the cry of battle of battle with a mule! Perhaps the reason the Machine Gun Company can claim such good athletic timber is the presence of the mules. There have been times when the entire Company had to be called out to round up a rampant mule. Those were the days when everything from a fifty yard dash to a marathon came un- heralded on the athletic drill schedule. Kicking at the mules also made good football men. By the time the Company was ready to leave Camp Fremont, however, an armistice had been signed with the mules and they behaved fairly well. But, like the Boche, some of them would not live up to conditions and this made mule skinning an agreeable job for an undertaker. When the Company turned in its equipment for overseas marking and reviews took the place of gun drill, hardly a review passed at which the lady mules failed to become temperamental and turkey -trot all over the poor riflemen who knew nothing about such deep subjects as mules. Thanks to those skilled arms which had been drilled to 268 Twelfth U. S. Infantry "skin," no damage was done, with the exception of broken formations. ONE ON ME A private whose name is Patterson With Private Brown would have some fun, When Brown was told to roll full pack, Then Pat used bricks to fill the slack. Pat's helper was one Private Doerr, Who brought in three and went for more, Pat then said there's room for naught, Now make tracks, before we're caught. Brown carried his pack until quite late, Never suspecting what caused such weight; When chow time came and Brown fell out, He undid his pack and gave a shout. He knew not who performed the job Just blamed the whole confounded mob, Sat him down and passed the smokes, And called it one of Doerr's blamed jokes. SUPPCT COMPANY WHOA! Back up, you black son of a gun!" "Get up there, Pete, and stand still or I'll whale you." The morning air was rent with the voice of Mr. Mule Skinner, talking sweetly to his four-mule team. The big army wagon was loaded with coal which was to be dealt out to the various barracks at Camp Stuart. It was one of the hun- dred daily jobs of the Supply Company and, on this particular morning, the government mules were slow in understanding the skinner's commands, or else they were just plain stubborn. The soldier or civilian has only a faint idea of the huge task that confronts the supply company in keeping the regi- ment supplied with food, clothing, fuel, and ammunition. The Supply Company consists of one hundred and fifty-four men, of whom eighty-six are wagoners. Wagoners draw the same pay as a Corporal. The transportation division of the company is divided into escort wagons, animal-drawn wagons, and rolling kitchens, amounting to eighty-five pieces. It takes a hundred and forty-five mules to haul this outfit. During action the casualties in the Supply Company are great; for it is generally under fire. Three regimental supply sergeants, each assisted by a sergeant, have charge of distributing the supplies. Feeding a regiment is a small task; the apportioning is done on the basis of the single ration for each man and then on the number of men in the regiment. The Supply Company, which em- 269 270 Twelfth U. S. Infantry braces the Ordnance Department of the Regiment, is com- manded by Captain Charles R. Sargent. Though the Supply Company soldiers do much trucking, they are obliged to go through the regular infantry drill. They have a tendency to gallop or "bob" while marching; so the officers conceived the idea of marching them in the deep sand. The life of the supply soldier is a happy one. You have seen him time and again perched upon his wagon, spitting tobacco juice at any targets which appear, taking life as easily as anyone in camp. He is as complacent as the mules he drives. It is a different story in the barracks. Mr. Mule Skinner takes on added "pep." He is laughing and joking continually. Over in the far corner a little game is in progress. Jimmy O'Neill, Jim Liles, J. C. Brown, and Art Deliman are in the game of quarter jacks. The pot is a big one and O'Neill opens on a pair of kings. All stay, but Liles boosts, and the three others see the raise. The argument is lively and it finally narrows down to Liles and O'Neill. Liles answers O'Neill's bet with a stiff raise and bluffs his opponent out. Accidently Liles' hand is exposed and it is seen that he holds only a pair of jacks, with which he won the pot. "That is the last time you will ever bluff me out," cries O'Neill, "if it takes every cent I have in the bank." At Camp Fremont, Privates Harnerd and Kane went to sleep in the combat wagon while the several companies awaited the delivery of their bread. The pair slept soundly while the regiment hungered. This Rip Van Winkle performance drew them a week each in the kitchen. Lieutenant Lane promised each of the men a bed in the wagon. The boys are still laughing at some colored salesman remembering how he took them in on their arrival in dry old Virginia. Someone suggested that a bottle be purchased as a preventive of the "Flu," and two privates, greatly impressed by the suggestion, hurried away to secure the remedy. After Supply Company 271 parting with eight dollars for a pint of "Sunny Brook," and tasting their purchase, they found that they were drinking cold tea. The bottle had been refilled through the bottom. The "skinners" are game losers, however. Mess Sergeant Miller sets a wonderful table; all the men who come under his care dine. I use the word "dine" and I mean it. They sit at the table like regular folks. The "chow" there is so good that nobody wonders why the Supply bunch are always whistling or singing. The "skinners" and their mates, the eight ordnance men, are a happy crowd and with good reason. When the army life of many members of the Twelfth is over and done with, none will look back on their experiences with more pleasure and satisfaction than the men of the Supply Company. MEDICAL DETACHMENT WHOEVER forgets his first encounter with the Army Surgeon? "Squads Right" and "Squads Left" may soon pass from the mind, but the recollection of those three shots in the arm and that vaccination will always linger with the other fond memories of rookie days. Next in the chain of associations come the three panaceas: iodine, salts, and the "CC" pill, and that throat spray, how he did loathe it! Quarantine he never can forget, and with what diabolical ingenuity did the Surgeon find one pretext or another to keep him from seeing Susie or Sal ! It seemed as if the Sur- geon had some way of knowing just when he was planning a big time and would straightway find measles or mumps in the Regiment. Medics always were disturbing his peace of mind; if they were not lining him up to spray his throat, they were fussing about the quantity of straw in his bed-sack, or quibbling over the number of cubic feet of air around his bunk at night, and some of those doctors had the most exasperating habit of pulling a fellow out of bed just about midnight to adjust the hood of the tent. If he were well satisfied with his shoes and considered them a perfect fit, the Orthopaedic Surgeon would not fail to con- vince him that they were far too small and that he must have a pair at least two sizes larger. The everlasting succession of physical examinations, cardio- vascular, neuro-psychiatric, and what-not ; did ever a week pass that a doctor failed to appear 272 Medical Detachment 273 with his stethoscope, looking for anything from flat-feet to goiter? Why was the Surgeon so bent on finding something wrong with him? When, however, the much-dreaded overseas examination came, and despite his fears he emerged from the ordeal with the assurance that he would soon be part of the American Expeditionary Forces, he was almost ready to admit that perhaps there was some good in those doctors, after all. True, the corps men were spared the hardship of walking post in every weather, but they were rendering an equally valuable contribution to the "Service of Security" by keeping on the alert for that arch-camoufleur, Disease. While the infantryman was forming up for bayonet practice or charging over the rough clods in wave formation, the corps man was stalking an insidious foe and one far removed from being the "imaginary enemy" of the Drill Manual. In the kitchens, the mess-halls, the stables, and the latrines he was given no quarter, so relentless was the war waged on him and his trusted emissary the seemingly innocuous house-fly. Nor must we overlook the drill activities of the Hospital Corps, for they, too, were preparing for the day, "La-Bas, " when they would go over the top with their regiment and give the actual first aid that on the drill ground they had so often simulated. Although in the drills of the Hospital Corps the litter takes the place of the rifle, there must be the same dis- cipline and implicit obedience that is demanded in the line. That this standard was attained by the Medical Detachment was well exemplified by the showing made at the pre-embarka- tion parades and reviews. The real test of efficiency came with the influenza epidemic, for it was then that our regiment was menaced by an imminent peril. Up to that time the entire camp had enjoyed compara- tive immunity from disease, indeed, no other cantonment in the United States had a cleaner record than Camp Fremont. For our Regiment, this epidemic was most ill-timed; it came 274 Twelfth U. S. Infantry at a period when it was of the utmost importance that our men be in the best of condition. We were on the point of leaving for France and were preparing for the long trip across the con- tinent to the Port of Embarkation and the subsequent sea- voyage, when the influenza broke out and we were placed in quarantine. Our problem was to keep the Regiment as free from influenza as medical science could make it, for men transferred to the Base Hospital might be prevented from leaving with the Twelfth when the long-awaited orders finally came. A few days in a warm place was the only treatment that many of these incipient influenza cases required, and as the Base Hospi- tal was already overcrowded, Major Pasco, the Regimental Surgeon, hit upon the expedient of opening a hospital of our own. By caring for these men at the Infirmary, there would be no danger of losing them when we left Camp Fremont. The project met with a hearty response from Colonel Aloe and it was decided to move Regimental Headquarters to the Officers' Clubhouse. With characteristic promptness, Colonel Aloe vacated, and the additional space was used for wards. We found it necessary to improvise at every turn, but in a short time had rigged up a miniature hospital where at times we cared for almost forty patients. It meant hard work and long hours for the Hospital Corps, many of whom were far from well themselves, but they went at the task cheerfully, and thanks to their untiring efforts, many men who otherwise would have gone to the Base Hospital were able to leave with the Regiment. Our struggle with the influenza did not end at Camp Fre- mont; during the trip across the continent the greatest vigi- lance was necessary to insure the protection of the troops from all possible infection. Fortunately we were able to make the long trip with but a small percentage of sickness, and despite the nation-wide epidemic, reached the Port of Embarkation Medical Detachment 275 with as healthy a regiment as was ever made ready for France. We must not overlook the much overworked Dental Corps, for although they did not bear such an intimate relation to every man in the Regiment as did the Regimental Infirmary, they were often gratefully sought when their services were required. The Regiment's unfaltering faith in their skill and their capacity for work was amply evident one morning just before we left Camp Fremont, when all men in need of dental treatment were ordered to report at the Dental Infirmary. Picture the surprise of the Dental Surgeons when they beheld their day's work, three hundred men drawn up in front of the Infirmary. In this war, sanitation and hygiene have occupied a front- rank place in the operations of both the Allies and the Germans. Never before, in military annals, has the paramount impor- tance of the health and moral well-being of the soldier received such recognition. No sooner had the recruit been admitted to the Regiment from the Casual Camp than he was given a short talk by the Battalion Surgeon. Aside from remarks on what was expected of the soldier in the care of his body, some of the doctors made their talks in the nature of a general introduction to the Service. They were told that when they were admitted to the Army they had entered an organization with splendid tradi- tions behind it, and with lofty ideals before it. The profession of a soldier was an old one, and an honorable one, and that while they were in the Service their conduct was to be such as would not bring discredit upon it. To be good soldiers, they were told, they must first be good men. They must keep their bodies clean, for their keeping well was of equal importance to their obedience to orders. Teeth must be brushed, bathing must not be neglected, and quarters must be well-kept. Later, during the strenuous period of intensive training at 276 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Camp Fremont, the occasional lectures of the Medical Officers were a welcome rest from extended order and bayonet drill. With a feeling of grateful relief, the doughboys would gather under some spreading oak and listen for an hour (all too brief), to the discourse of the Battalion Surgeon. When our great Army of Democracy is demobilized and everyone leaves tent and barracks for home, he cannot fail to carry away with him the wholesome lessons that were im- parted to him by the wearers of the caduceus. The period spent in khaki should be of especial benefit to those who had been under our flag but a short time before they entered the Army. They will return to their homes, bringing with their straight shoulders, clear eyes, and erect carriage, the glorious gospel of sane living. " Cure-all" the pride of the Pill Battery We're a first letter Company thru and thru, And first we'll always be, You other companies of the regiment, Watch your step carefully, From reveille until retreat, You'll see us on the jump, If ever you catch the pace we've set, Believe us, you'll have to hump. OF course in this account it has been impossible to enu- merate all the things that have occurred, some humor- ous, some almost pathetic, but all a part of the lives of the men. So after you have read the story of "A" Com- pany, remember it was written for you, and about you. Before going to Camp Fremont, while the Regiment was at the Presidio, it received the name of "horse-killers." Our Company was on guard and "Jaw-bone" Asquith was the vigilant sentinel responsible. While walking his post, Asquith was startled by a noise, and looking in the direction whence it came, was more startled to behold a shape moving toward him out of the darkness of the night. Coming to a "port arms, " he commanded "Halt." But still the awesome shape advanced. Again the command "Halt" was repeated and disregarded. It was a case of act and act quickly. Bringing his trusty weapon to his shoulder, "Jaw-bone" blazed away. The report of his rifle was followed by a dull thud. "Jaw-bone " advanced to investigate, and much to his chagrin, he found that he had 277 278 Twelfth U. S. Infantry shot (no, men of "B" Company, not a spirit, but) a poor old skate of a horse, a pet of a sergeant, which having outlived its usefulness, and served its master well for many years, was per- mitted to roam the camp at will. "Jaw-bone" put an end to its roaming, and it was many a day before the other companies of the camp ceased to greet their Company "A" brothers with the nickname of "horse-killers." May the first, 1918 found Company "A" stationed at Camp Fremont, waiting impatiently for something to happen. Having been there through the preceding winter, this little Company of seventy-five men longed for action, but realized that their numbers were far too small. They had waited and waited for the "draft" to come to fill the blank files of the Company. On or about the fifth of May, a varied assortment of men arrived. They had just received their first degree at Jefferson Barracks, and at Fort McDowell. The initiation ceremonies consisted chiefly of ushering them into misfitting uniforms, supplying them with three blankets and other military regalia. After being tendered a lunch of hot coffee and sandwiches by the Red Cross, the formal induction into the Company took place. Seventy-five were issued bed-sacks, and under the direction of what appeared to be "hard-boiled non-coms.," were conducted to a straw pile where, in the dim light of a lantern, a sack filling tussle ensued. To the new men, the idea of not having ticks already filled and bunks ready in advance, seemed entirely contrary to civilian procedure. Reveille formation the next morning found Company "A" with its numbers doubled overnight, and two groups of men lined up in the company street. One group, on the north end, armed, erect, tanned, and soldierly looking, were the regulars. The other on the south end, with ragged lines, pale faces, big bellies, small chests, and a wonder- ing look in their eyes, were the newly drafted men. During the next two weeks, the "rookies" were kept in Company "A" 279 quarantine, but the initiation ceremonies went merrily on. Setting-up exercises of every description were indulged in until every bone, muscle, sinew, and nerve in the body was made to realize that there was a war on and that each of these would be called upon to play its part. The boys were inducted into the mysteries of K. P., fatigue, and policing-up. In the meantime they were given a little shot in one arm and some vaccine in the other to help complete their misery and isolation. Before emerging from quarantine, the intricacies of "squads here and squads there" and "column this and column that," and "right and wrong into line" were pretty well mastered, though some of the fellows had to serve a little extra time in the awkward squad, before the evolutions penetrated the ' ' domos concretus. ' ' After these things came the issue of clothing. Can you remember how that first uniform looked? Most of us don't want to. You remember how you lined up to receive your clothes and grabbed whatever was handed to you? In fact, there wasn't much choice in the matter. If you wore a thirty- six blouse, you drew a forty, and if your breeches should have been thirty-two waist, you were handed a size forty-two and leggings to match. Well, it wouJ d take years of hiking to develop a calf that would fill them properly. About the only consola- tion was the fact that all were in the same boat. After donning your rags you looked like accidents going some place to happen. About the time the Company was in the midst of its train- ing and the men were becoming good soldiers came the call to France. It was with a fluttering pulse that we boarded the train, half glad, half sorry, but looking forward eagerly to new adventures. With few exceptions we all can vividly recall the trip across the continent from Camp Fremont to Camp Mills; across the Rockies, over the plains of the Middle West, up through Canada, down through New York State, where we 280 Twelfth U. S. Infantry had our first glimpse of the Statue of Liberty, Brooklyn Bridge, and the skyscrapers of old New York. It was on this trip that many a soldier awoke to the fact that Main Street in his own home town wasn't the busiest thoroughfare in the world, and that there were other places besides Weiser, Okmulgee, and "Seatt." It was some journey! Remember "Ventriloquist Jennings" and the train porter. He surely had the old darky worried looking for the man whose voice seemed to come from the car roof. The porter wasn't the only one taken in, as there were a lot more of us who didn't get wise until we were told. Indeed one officer would have sworn there was some one on the roof of the car, and was very much concerned lest the gentleman fall off and be injured. Jennings and his illusive voice made a real hit. While on the trip "A" Company again had an opportunity to live up to its reputation of "first at all times." Before pulling into North Platte, Nebraska, Headquarters Company had telegraphed ahead to the Red Cross Canteen to have coffee and sandwiches ready on their arrival as they would be the first company to pull in at North Platte. But they were not the first to arrive and were much put out to find that their comrades in arms, "A" Company, had beaten them to it, by about thirty minutes, and had consumed most of the refresh- ments so thoughtfully provided. Camp Mills, or "Camp Chills," took a lot of enthusiasm out of the men. It was by no means an ideal spot; muddy company streets, poorly constructed mess-kitchens, and as a rule no hot water for bathing and shaving. But if it had not been for our stay there, many of us from back there in the "sticks" would not have seen New York City. We know we never imagined buildings so high and if it had been summer we would have had the roofs of our mouths all sunburned from sky-gazing. As it was there were plenty of stiff-necks from rubbering. Company "A" 281 Helmets, bully-beef, hard tack, Pershing shoes, and other overseas equipment were issued, while passenger lists, drills and watchful waiting helped fill the hours as the boys anxiously anticipated the word to embark. All were "rarin' " to go. It was about this time that more rumors were started from the bath-house that the company was to be cheated out of its fondest hopes, but when additional men were transferred from Camp Merritt, all doubt was dispelled. When the Armistice was signed every man knew he would never see Europe, at least on this trip, and was willing so to bet. Drills and fatigue, with an occasional visit to the city filled in the time spent at Camp Mills, and there was no regret when we left the chilly atmosphere of Long Island. We need no reminder of the trip by transport from Ho- boken to Newport News on the good ship Pocahontas, She was the German passenger ship Princess Irene previous to the war, and was later converted into a typical army-transport with all the usual inconveniences. After spending two never-to-be- forgotten nights on the transport we were landed at Newport News, Virginia, and were ferried across Chesapeake Bay to the United States Army Supply Base where the usual policing of quarters and company areas was resumed, and much liberty in and near Norfolk was enjoyed. Here we had our first intro- duction to the real Southern darkie. Many members of the dusky race who chanced to stroll by the guard-house when some of the wits were on duty were greeted with the cry, "Turn out the guard, the colors." Our sojourn here was brief as we were ordered to take over the guard at Lambert's Point. The story of "A" Company would not be complete without mention of our old mascot, Spud. There are very few in the Company who do not remember Spud. He was the Company mascot and there was none more proficient at drill or more prompt at formations than our canine friend. He earned the 282 Twelfth U. S. Infantry name and reputation of "Champion Spud Eater" of the Western Coast after he had consumed a quantity of "said vegetables" which were being prepared for Company chow. Could he have talked he would have explained "Squads East and West" to any rookie. Spud's military education was thorough and complete. He was probably the most familiar sight in the company street and had the friendship of every man in the regiment. It was with deepest regret that the men were told Spud could not accompany them on their continental tour. If the report that he went to the Development Battalion is true, he has undoubtedly received his honorable discharge. Later reports say he died like the true soldier he was, having succumbed to the deadly fumes of the gas house. Wherever he went he will always be remembered by his friends, the officers and men of the entire regiment. As this story is written the Company is quartered at Lam- bert's Point within a short ride of Norfolk, in finely appointed barracks and congenial surroundings. So let's sit tight and pay no attention to the rumors from the bathhouse, that dis- charges are next in order and that we will soon be back home. Remember you are in the army now, the regular army. You have a duty to fulfill until such time as Uncle Sam sees fit to dispense with your services, so continue to hold up the reputa- tion of this Company and give three cheers and a tiger for the officers and men of Company "A," Twelfth U. S. Infantry. O M PAN YM 1 ' | } * ' COMPANY is surpassed by none. We owe our success I J to the hard work of the men and the earnest coopera- tion of the officers. It is "B" Company that has made the Twelfth Infantry a success. Its leadership under Captain Paul H. Brown has been superb, and we can grow equally enthusiastic concerning all our officers. Through all the days of intensive training they have managed to get lots of work out of the "gang." Lieutenants Clark, Hobbie, Boon, Couch, and Ricker stand out in the work of the Regiment; they have labored with zeal to mold Company "B" into a righting unit, ready for duty overseas. The company's "Mule," First Sergeant Frank H. Smith who served several years in the British Army and is now on his fourth enlistment in our Army has an incisive tongue which puts the ordinary weapon of a Bee to shame. When the careless recruit saunters into the orderly room inquiring for the gar- bage can, this doughty old soldier unhesitatingly refers him to his own haversack. Another, perhaps, wishes to know the whereabouts of his " bunkie " ; Sergeant Smith hurriedly searches his pockets, looks in his hat, and seriously informs the ques- tioner that he does not know. Sergeant Smith's non-com- missioned staff would be a credit to any man's organization. When the order came to drill, drill, and then drill some more, "B" Company never growled or even murmured it buzzed. Did you ever knock the front off a bee hive? Well, if you ever did, you know what happens. If you never did 283 284 Twelfth U. S. Infantry and don't know, come and watch "B" Company when the drummer knocks on his old drum and the buglers knock us by playing / can't get 'em up. We show 'em up every time they do it. We never treated them the way Bees usually do those people who disturb them. Not because we think a lot of buglers; but because we were whetting our stingers for bigger game, named Bill, Bill Ho-something or other. The big part about Bill, excepting the former size of his head, was the rear end of his name. But you see we'd heard so much about him that we grew to feel that we knew him well enough to call him just Bill. I should rather say unjust Bill: the kind of a Bill that always makes you sore just to think of it. And we'd have made Bill sore too, if we'd ever got a chance to work him over. Well, as I was saying, we didn't bother with the buglers except to prove every morning that they were a bunch of slanderers. What we did do was to make a B-line when the "Top" said "F'lin" for reveille. By the way, did you ever happen to hear how that expression got started? Well, it was like this; one morning the Colonel was out for reveille. Yes, he was, and when he saw us line up and looked along our front rank, he said, "That's a B-line." There were lots o' folks loitering around; there always are at that time of day; field officers and folks like that ; and they understood and they told other folks and now everybody knows. We're great on "B" lines; we make two hundred and fifty Bee lines when the bugler bugles "Soup-y, Soup-y, Soup-y ' (there's some good in the worst of men). These lines extend from our tents to the mess hall door, and, since they start from so many sources, and have only one culminating point, you can look at this from any angle you wish. We came to this hive from a place called the Cas-u , Cas-u ty Camp whatever its name is; the one where they take away your own clothes and give you somebody else's, stick needles in your arm, look down your throat, and sell you Scenes, Camp Stuart, Virginia Looking north from the fire tower showing Twelfth Infantry Area An evening's entertainment at the " Y 1 Looking southeast from Camp Headquarters to Hampton Roads part of Fleet in distance The Twelfth Settles in Wooden Barracks Campaign hats and canvas leggings again Mess call has sounded Waiting for another mess call Charge of quarters distributes mail Company "B" 285 insurance. That's the place. When we got here, the hive had just swarmed. Those who left went over and settled in Siberia. There were a few Bees around when we got to the hive. Some of them had stripes on their arms and some had red stuff on their legs; 'twasn't pollen though, 'twas leather. We asked one of 'em with stripes on his arm if these Bees had gone to Siberia to fill it with honey, and he said: "No, they were going there to keep the Hun out of it." After we reached the hive and settled, those striped-armed and red-legged Bees made us do all sorts of things. They showed us a new way to turn around ; a new way to stand up ; and made us all walk around together the way ants do. We'd always been used to flying about, every fellow for himself, and this hiking around in bunches was hard to do. We recognize that a bee is entitled to several feet, but when we tried to do "about face" we didn't know whether we were bees or centipedes. Not only did your own feet get all mixed up, but they got mixed up with the other fellow's. Oh, our feet were great mixers those days! They mixed so well that they would have made a first class Y. M. C. A. Secretary look like oil and water. Feet are a problem under the best of con- ditions, but after we put on those army shoes we couldn't recognize our own feet when we saw them and ordinarily they were not hard to see. Usually the Company street was covered with 'em, but say what you will, it bothers a fellow not to be able to determine which are his own. It makes you kind 'a dizzy to have somebody call "Ten shun!" You see a foot which, in private life, you had looked upon as your own prop- erty, jump over and crack itself against Brown's heel and see one which you supposed belonged to Jones leap at you like a fox terrier. But when it comes to numbers, our feet had nothing on our hands; but we had, and its name was rifle. Now every Bee, when he landed at the hive, thought he knew just how to handle 286 Twelfth U. S. Infantry a rifle. But it's strange what an infinite instrument of torture an innocent 30:30 can become. Shooting it is simple enough, but when you come to doing gyratory gymnastics with it, that's different. We not only had to whirl 'em around our heads and set them against our toes (not on them), but we had to learn the names of all the pieces. One Bee named Shorty, an Ozark Bee, came in to the platoon sergeant one day. "I thought I had assembled every part of my gun," he said, "but Captain Brown just asked me where the balance was. I can't find it; I'm afraid I've lost it." "The balance of your gun is all right, " the sergeant replied, "but I can't say as much regarding your head." Bad as all this was, it didn't compare with the things that followed. After we got so proficient that we could twirl a rifle between our fingers, just as the Second Lieutenants did their sticks, we were given our stingers. Talk about stilettos and daggers, and things like that a bayonet makes all that trash look harmless. A striped-armed Bee told us why these stingers were made so long; when the Germans came over in mass formation, he explained, we'd only have to jab once in the same direction! We had to do "On Guard," "Long Point," 1 ' Short Point, ' ' and ' ' Jab. ' ' It's hard to understand about that jab. We were told that the idea was to get close to the enemy, to jab straight up and hit him under the chin. Now reason should teach any man that if a German is so big that his chin is higher than the point of a bayonet when the butt of the rifle is on the ground, he surely is not the kind of man to get close to. If he is as big as that it certainly would take a cannon to kill him. But the great thing about bayonet fighting is making the right kind of a face. Did you ever see "B" Company's bayonet face? Now we're not talking about one of the officers, but the way " B " Company looks when it comes on guard. If you never saw it you have missed something, for it certainly is not in the power of language to describe it. A mild example of Company "B" 287 that face would be the face of a man wearing a mad bee for a collar button. A bayonet is logical from a Bee's standpoint point, faces, growl, and all, but there is no logic to a grenade. We had to learn to throw like a girl, and duck like a hell diver. We had grenades with fly-up handles and twist-around handles, grenades that threw shrapnel, grenades that threw phosphorus, and gre- nades which threw gas. Any one of them was enough to scare a man to death ; but of course that wouldn't necessarily affect a Hun. One day the "King Bee" told us to get ready to swarm and go Hun Huntin' and then Captain Brown and the Lieutenants got busy. They took the things we wanted away from us and loaded everything else around the place on our backs. The day we marched out of the old hive at Camp Fremont we hardly knew whether we were bees or jackasses. Then we en- trained. Did you ever see bullets come out of a machine gun? Well, that's the way we went into those cars. Have you ever heard the latest dope on colds? Well it's this; open the windows, get just as cold as you can as quick as you can and after you're as cold as you can get you can't take cold. When we settled, we settled on Long Island. The place is surrounded by water, but that's only half the truth; it's covered with water, too. No one ever knew how it happened. Apiaries are flooded sometimes to keep the ants away. It couldn't have been for that reason, but it might have been on account of cousins they are so plentiful in Noo Yawk. Yet all that water, made possible a great discovery, for we found out that our shoes would float. You had to see it to believe it, for many a time, after a day's march, we could have sworn that they would have sunk in quicksilver. But we didn't stay there long; presently we swarmed again. Long Island is too near that clover patch they call Noo Yawk. Talk about Daisies, and Roses, and Violets! Say, that place is 288 Twelfth U. S. Infantry full of 'em. Little good, however, that did us, for instead of letting us go out and hunt sweet things, the King Bee made us stay at home. That king was determined to do things to Bill. But Bill heard us coming and ran into Queen Helaminas house and shut the door and here we are down in Norfolk; and our only fight is our attempt to keep them from sewing silver chevrons on us. Who ever heard of a real bee with a real stinger wearing a thing like that? Yes, we're down here in that part of the farm called the "Old Dominion." It's situated near the big farm house, the White one. That's where the tall old fellow lives who wears a chin beard and a beaver hat with stars on it and pants which he outgrew long ago. He's the one we belong to; we've never seen him, but we've often seen his picture. He never says much, that old fellow, but he tells everybody where to head in. He's a great old man ; he never robs the hive, though he has a great habit of making us swarm and settle in places we don't like. But we know it's our business to please him, and it's a great pleasure to know that we belong to his farm. COMPANY'S first page in history was written at the siege of Vicksburg. Later we find it fight ing Indians on the plains, living on hardtack, and setting up a record of achievement that it has maintained up to the present day. During the Mexican trouble when Pancho Villa was ravag- ing the border towns, this Company, with the others of the Twelfth, was. sent to guard the city of Nogales, Arizona. The citizens soon learned that the companies took turns on guard, and that every twelve days "C" Company would take its turn. Then and there they marked their calendars for months ahead, and every twelfth day the "padre de familia" would tell his household at the supper table that it would be entirely safe to go to town on that particular night, as "C" Company was on guard. To-day when a stranger asks an inhabitant of Nogales who guarded the town during the Mexican trouble, the immediate answer is: Company "C." Assuming that our reputation is known to the public, we will come down to the present and discuss the marvelous record of the Company that almost fought to make the world safe for Democracy. In order to expand the American army from ninety thousand to four million, it was necessary to break up Company " C " to form a foundation for additional units and also to contribute a delegation of instructors to the National Army. This duty fell upon the mighty shoulders of Sergeants Peter An- derson and Mike Healy, who went to Camp Funston, Kansas, to put some " jazz " in the Three Hundred and Fifty-third Infantry. 289 290 Twelfth U. S. Infantry When Captain Hellmers and Lieutenant Barrett replaced the former officers, a high standard of efficiency was set. In order to become a member of "C" Company, a soldier must possess natural ability and be well recommended by his former employer. Within a short time the new commander had gathered together the necessary number of able men, and his officers and non-commissioned officers had trained them to be soldiers. But General Graves kidnapped one hundred and sixty of them, and carried them to Siberia, leaving only the non-coms, and Privates Mullaney and Mitchell as a nucleus around which to form another Company " C. " It was a known fact that German spies were lurking around Camp Fremont. Had they gathered the information that "C" Company had been broken up, Von Hindenburg would have ordered his entire fighting forces against the Allies and the war would have been lost. But Captain Hellmers was too alert for the Huns. He worked while they slumbered. From the One Hundred and Sixty-fifth Depot Brigade he drew sixty-five men. The August draft brought to Camp Fremont the greatest collection of masculinities ever massed together in one body, and in this august assembly he found some ex- cellent material for Company "C." Inasmuch as this was a selected bunch of men it might be well to mention that every State west of the Mississippi was represented. This detach- ment, however, did not fill the Company to war strength, so the Captain sent Sergeant Nuhn and Corporal Choder to the Casual Camp in quest of the Oklahoma recruits. The required number was there ; a temporary roster was made and the detail was marched to "C" Company's quarters. Returning from Camp Funston, Sergeant Anderson found the office of First Sergeant awaiting him. The first morning after the diamond chevron had been sewed upon his sleeve, he came out to look the new bunch over for prospective K. P.'s and corporals. He had just finished training three outfits for Company "C" 291 the National Army, but it seemed that his sacrifice for human- ity was only half made. This bunch made the future look so gloomy that he didn't even have the courage to call the roll. We worked seven hours a day for five days in the week, at night we rolled packs, and on Sunday we fired on the range. When a recruit would complain of being overworked, Sergeant Lewis would remind him that he was doing it for his country and not for the sake of keeping busy. After three months of hard training and making bayonet faces we left the sunny coast of California for the port of em- barkation, and arrived there just in time to go on guard. When the First Battalion paraded at Camp Fremont, "C" Company was the only company which attracted the Colonel's attention. He suggested to Captain Hellmers that it would be more military if every man came to right shoulder arms at the same time, and in three counts. This being termed a wise suggestion, the Captain added an extra half hour to the drill schedule in order to comply. No member of our Company had any desire to take up lodging at the guard house. When a regulation was violated, and the offender was found guilty, the Captain would turn him over to "Joe," the Italian cook. A single day on kitchen police, when Joe was in charge of the kitchen, was equal to three months in the mill. Joe also was the best stew maker in the Eighth Division. We are indebted to the city of Seattle for having sent a man like Joe to our Company, whose buzz-saw appetites he was able to satisfy. While Company "C" was trained for combat service in France, the only service rendered to Uncle Sam was guard duty. At this pastime we are acknowledged to be champion of the world. Now that some of us are nearing the time for retirement to civil life, we vow that Company "C" will be the one to receive us should our nation again need our services. D ft C O M P AN Yftftl WE are all entitled to a silver chevron in Company " D," some to three, some only two, and a few entitled to but one. The older men, those wearing three stripes, are the backbone of the Company, the men around whom the Company was built. They have trained men for foreign service but were denied the honor themselves. They trained the part of Company "D" that is now serving in Siberia. They were men picked for their ability to remain at home and reorganize the Company. The balance of the Company is made up of drafted men drawn mostly from the Western States and our Captain will admit that although we were caught in the draft our cold never went to our feet. We had high hopes when we started training and these were about to be realized. We were willing to go. We were ready to go. We were on our way. Then came the eleventh of November, the Armistice was signed, and the war was over. Our hopes were shattered. We cannot write in grand heroic style of great deeds done in France. The story of Company "D" must consequently be of camp life. Our training began with close order drill, and it was always "Snap out of it " or "Go to the awkward squad." We were transferred and retransferred from our regular squad to the awkward squad so often that many of us were convinced that we would soon be slated for permanent membership in the latter. We eventually, however, woke up and began our practice 292 Company "D" 293 for the rifle range, undergoing a strenuous drill which would show results when we came to the firing line. It was "D" Company which led the division at the range, and our combat work called for compliments from many of the higher officers. In a few months we had become efficient soldiers and were ready to go to France, and in October we prepared to leave Camp Fremont. We marched to the train on the morning of October twenty- second and in three minutes were all aboard, establishing a record for the loading of troop trains. It is a well-known fact that when records are established in the regiment, the honors invariably fall to Company "D." This Company has the reputation of being able to turn out with a neater, cleaner, more military appearance than any other organization in the United States Army. In marching and keeping a straight line old " D " has them all backed off the map. Everybody knows about camp life, these days, or has heard about it, and it is impossible to have heard of camp life in the army without having heard of the Twelfth. Having heard of the Twelfth one must surely have heard of Company "D," as everything is "D" in the Twelfth. Although we never reached the fighting fields of France we were ready and willing to play our part in the great struggle. We have written another chapter in the already illustrious history of the Twelfth, a chapter of which we may be justly proud, going through that trying period of quarantine and delay with a spirit that leaves no doubt that had we been called to face the fire of the foe, we would have acquitted ourselves as men and soldiers. All honor be to Company " D," the Twelfth, its officers and men, and a million more like them. E * C O MPAN Y-frfrl 'TTT\HE Colonel's own Company." This is the boast of the boys of Company "E," and though other companies in the Twelfth may dis- pute their claim of being the best-drilled and the most efficient organization in the Regiment, the men of Company ''E" are ready to have the Commanding Officer decide. The Com- pany's ranks are filled with the broad-shouldered six-footers of the Pacific Coast, coming from California, Washington, and Oregon, with a scattering from other Western States. The men are strong for the Colonel, and why not? For seven years he captained the outfit and for seven Christmas dinners he sat with them in the mess hall. The old days have not been forgotten, and when the Colonel's name is mentioned, it is three cheers and a tiger for the Commanding Officer of the Twelfth Infantry. Captain William Whittington, our Company Commander, graduated from West Point, August 12, 1917. He was assigned to Company "E" as a First Lieutenant in August, 1917, and was promoted to Captain in March of the year 1918. The successful career of Company "E" may in a large measure be attributed to the hard work of Captain Whittington. He worked every minute for the interests of the men under his command, and stands high in the estimation of his men. This, coupled with the fact that assistance of the strongest kind was given by a corps of able officers, has put "E" Company at the top of the ladder. 294 Company "E" 295 Beaten out of a chance to show their mettle in the World War through the signing of the Armistice, the men took up the duties assigned to them with the same vim and vigor that characterized their training on the Pacific Coast. A backward glance into the past when the Company drilled in the blistering sun with heavy packs on their backs at Camp Fremont, without a murmur of protest explains why "E" is a top- notcher. This organization was aided in its spurt to the front by a splendid corps of officers. Lieutenant Arthur B. Todd, the ranking Lieutenant, joined the organization at Camp Fremont, April 10, 1918. His wit helped make many a long mile seem like a promenade. Lieutenant Todd is a gloom dispenser, pure and simple. It is with a great deal of pleasure that we introduce Lieuten- ant Calvin Heath, the second ranking Lieutenant. He guided and led his men as if they were his own sons. Cuss words are not in his vocabulary and a complaint against the Lieutenant is never heard. " Absence makes the heart grow fonder," and when Lieutenant Heath was away from the Company for a month, there was a loud cry to get him back. He was com- missioned November 27, 1917, and was given a First Lieu- tenancy September n, 1918. Lieutenant Lyall D. Webster, joined the Company on September 5, 1918. He is an athlete of marked ability, a ten-second man, having competed in numerous track events and winning the dashes with ease. Lieutenant Fred F. Zimmerman joined the Company at Camp Mills, November 16, 1918. He was with the Twenty- first Infantry prior to his entering the Officers' School and he carried with him the methods of the Old Army. Members of his platoon on inspection day might be more than certain that they presented clean rifles, but after Lieutenant Zimmerman's eagle eye gave the piece the "once-over, " the report was likely 296 Twelfth U. S. Infantry to be "dirty bore, " and it carried with it a day in the kitchen, helping Mother Higgins scrub up the pots and pans. Lieutenant George F. Richardson, Jr., another graduate of the Fourth Officers' School at Camp Fremont, joined the Company at Camp Fremont on September 5, 1918. Chris- tened "Mable" by the men, he belied the name by sending in daily recruits to the "Dizzy Squad." A rifle canted an inch back or in front of the line made a candidate eligible for this squad, and take it from those who know, the awkward or "Dizzy Squad" was a short stay in Hell. We can forgive "Mable" for sending us to be tortured by Corporal Riley, the terror of the "Dizzy Squad," for in after years, we can look back and say that it was in the rookie squad that the real manual of arms was taught. Corporal Wesley Riley drilled his rookies with the slogan that they would either make good soldiers or go to the hospital. This hard-boiled son of Erin was entirely devoid of mercy, and he drilled the rookies until their tongues lolled. "Hit the Deck" Yorke will long be remembered by the privates of Company "E" for didn't he prophesy that some day we would all wake up and find ourselves in the Army. The " Top Kicker" of any company is "some punkins," and Sergeant Samuel Wright can lay claim to being about the best "Top" in the Twelfth, despite plenty of competition. Ser- geant Wright was a strict disciplinarian, and an infraction of the rules cost the offender dear, but we overlooked his severity for he could take that Company out and drill it. Bunk fatigue was always a popular indoor sport with the boys of Company "E" but draw poker, black jack, and craps had many followers. Each game had its champion, and "Poker" Davis deserves the sobriquet which came with him from the Coast. Davis could run a shoe-string into a fortune any day with the paste boards. In the next cage, we have Daniel, not of the Lion's den fame, but just plain " Dan" from Sidelights Canine instructors give lessons in scientific tug-o'-war "Bat the Fanny" Grenade artists win at snowball Feller hollers " Craps " and takes it all away Duties at Southern Camps Delousing plant routs "Cooties" The Twelfth fights fire occasionally Company "E " 297 Findlay, Ohio, and one of the kind who would give a friend his shirt and maybe his rifle. A glance at the barracks at Camp Hill (which, by the way, ought to have the "i" changed to "e") will show the boys in their respective platoons. The cooks, mechanics, and the office help held down the bunks in the first platoon. Little Sergeant Sonners, with all the pep of a banty cock, held sway. He is an Old Army man, having seen years of service in the Orient, and it is rumored that Sonners brought Chink Chandler back with him. Sergeant Rowe acquired the laundry job here, and it nearly cost him his good fellowship. "My laundry back?" My shirt is torn and three buttons are missing." 1 ' Where is my O . D . handkerchief ? ' ' These and a million other questions nearly changed Sergeant Rowe from a pleasant non- com, into a dogged-faced grouch. In the second platoon Sergeant John Parington held the guide rein, who saw five years of service in Company "E." Our fighting Corporal, Lee Rogers, believed in maintaining discipline with the gloves. A bed away from Rogers was Cor- poral Schneider who spent all of his money and spare time learning to play stud poker. White-headed Hansen could take care of his bank roll and was always good for a touch near the last of the month. Ragnar Sigtrig, of Iceland if you please, was the banker of the platoon. All moneys found their way into Sig's pockets and he doled out according to the honesty of his creditors. Supply Sergeant Fred Eppler enlisted to whip the Mexicans, served his time, and reenlisted when the Lusi- tania was torpedoed. Sergeant John Brown, of Reno, the strong man of the Company, bore the distinction of being the best boxer. Lemley called the eggs bad and Brown said they were good. Result: Lemley was forced to beat a hasty retreat from the mess hall with Brown in pursuit. Corporal Henry Haas, bayonet instructor of the Regiment, 298 Twelfth U. S. Infantry saw service in the Philippine Islands, and many an hour we whiled away listening to tales from the land of Gugu. "Comedy Ham," known also as Sergeant Hamburger, is one of the striking characters of the Regiment. Ham has lived up to his name, and is a ray of sunshine. Sergeant Fred Bagley, Company Clerk, always obliging, and ready to lend a hand in securing the much-sought-for pass, is voted the unanimous thanks of the Company. Mess Sergeant Klein knocked our eyes out with his Thanks- giving and Christmas turkey dinners. Little Sergeant Nickerson enjoys the distinction of being the only soldier in the Regiment without dependents who made an allotment. There are many other good fellows whose names should have appeared in this story, but lack of space prevents our mentioning them. When we are old and gray, we shall look back with pride to the days when we were soldiers in Company "E." Let us not drift too far apart, but keep up the friendships with our pals. Good-bye, and good luck to the boys of Company "E." FIGHTING IN THE PHILIPPINES The Villamore brothers and their gang of Insurgents were bad actors. So bad in fact that Uncle Sam ordered the Twelfth Infantry, then stationed in the Islands, to drive them out of the country or cut them down. Company "E" played an important role in this campaign under the command of First Lieutenant Alfred Aloe, now Colonel, and Commanding Officer of the Twelfth Infantry. Many lively brushes with the enemy ensued, and although greatly outnumbered, "E" Company always saw through the tricks of the treacherous Insurgents, and whipped them handily in a score of engagements. Com- pany "E" fought nineteen battles in twenty-six days, and in Company "E" 299 the last engagement at Moncada, Lieutenant Aloe was severely wounded. Nine days was the time allotted for this Company to turn the trick, but they found the going so rough that nine months passed before they returned. Company "E" was originally stationed at Tarlac, Luzon. They were ordered to Illocos Norte. Padre Aglapi was in command of the Insurgents. San Nicolas and Bador were the points where Company "E" was stationed. Daily actions with the Insurgents followed. The most serious of these conflicts happened at Magambique, Luzon, in which fifty men of "E" Company stood off and whipped to a standstill six hundred Insurgents, killing a great number of them, and scattering the rest. During this fight, "E" Com- pany lost two men killed and four were wounded. Private Menduka was shot through the head and Corporal Kennedy was wounded in the left shoulder. The fight lasted ten hours and fifteen minutes. The Company also stood off a severe night attack, killing many. The Company then changed bases, going to Moncada where they again were busy cleaning out the Insurgents. Many of the enemy with large stores of rifles and revolvers were captured. It was at this point, during a night attack, that Lieutenant Aloe was severely wounded. The Insurgents had cut the railroad here and they attacked in force. The men of Company "E" conducted themselves with great gallantry and effectiveness throughout. AS Company "F" includes a number of men who took part in the operations on the Mexican border, its history begins at that point. On June 17, 1916, our Company was called out on a raid to Aravaco ranch. The bandits had been very active at this point; so of course we thought we should have some fun before returning. We scouted all over the place but didn't have any luck. Much to our disgust the Mexicans were all gone and since we could not cross the border we were obliged to return to camp. Things went along very smoothly for us for about a month after this trouble, and then along came Villa stirring up dis- content on the Mexican side of the border. The people in a little mining town west of Nogales became alarmed; so twenty-five Company "F" men were sent down there as a guard. This trip was also uneventful. "F" Company of course could not content itself with being the best in the Regiment (as evidenced by the number of raids we were sent on) but must also show the other companies that it was better at sports. Our baseball team was the best on the border. Then, for fear that they would think we were no good when it came to indoor sports, we turned around and showed them all up at the good old game of blackjack. Another thing our Company excelled in was bayonet fight- ing, even staging a bout for the entertainment of General Pershing. But for the sake of the other companies we shall 300 Company M F' 301 refrain from lauding ourselves too much; after all, they were worthy opponents. The winter of 1916 was spent in Nogales and was unevent- ful, with nothing much to do but take the morning exercise and mount guard. This continued until the first part of May. One day "Attention" was called in the mess hall and Lieu- tenant Ferris imparted the information that the Regiment was going to San Francisco. After the Lieutenant had left a great howl went up; then you could hear the buzz, buzz, of voices. Some thought that the move would be a good one, while others were just as positive that it would be for the worse. The Com- pany had been here so long that the men were beginning to regard it as their home; so it was with a peculiar mixture of feelings the next evening that we boarded the west-bound for San Francisco. We arrived at the Presidio and made it our home until January. During this month we were ordered to pack our troubles, including our clothes and equipment, into a neat little roll and prepare for a hike to Camp Fremont, thirty-one miles away. This outing occupied three days. New recruits arrived and with them hard work for us. Since it was war time anything was justified which would hasten the training of the men, and the new-comers certainly "snapped into it. " Suffice it to say that they lived up to the reputation of the Company, and were ready to go overseas in August. Now came the Siberian Expedition. While the Company itself was not taken as a unit, many of the boys were chosen to go, and all seemed anxious to be taken. Some of the N. C. O.'s even wanted to be reduced in rank so that they could take their places in the overseas force. To those who remained fell the lot of training the present Company "F." Now came the rookies. They arrived in camp at five in the morning and after a preliminary examination, an event never to be forgotten, were marched over to the Casual Camp, 302 Twelfth U. S. Infantry that Heavenly Paradise. There they were received with such pleasant greetings as : "Welcome to our Camp, " "Where do you rookies come from ? " " Look at their ears ! ' ' And much more in the lighter vien. There we received our first army equipment, our mess kit and blankets, and first saw the speed and effectiveness of the army Q. M. department. Just a few gentle commands did it all. "Go into that door and keep to your right." "Here, this way," " D it, can't you understand plain English, move on, move on, and get out of here." About an hour later we were all equipped and ready to start our first lesson in the art of war. It seemed to us at this time that we had hit the hard rocks of life but it did not take us long to realize that we were very fortunate in being placed in "F" Company, because it made this hard period a little easier to bear. We soon knew that we had in Captain Whitiker a Company Commander who, while insisting upon the strictest obedience, was absolutely fair and just. We realized that any trouble brought to him would be judged fairly and upon its merits. Our luck did not stop here for we were just as fortunate in our Platoon Commanders; Lieutenants Johnson, Wenner, and Lange were just the sort of men that one would gladly follow "Over the Top." First Sergeant Townsend was gruff but cheerful. We could count on "Our Top" giving us all the help that we were en- titled to. Sergeant Burney, big and happy, was always ready to do all in his power to see that the boys were outfitted right and kept that way. Many a time he could be found late at night working in the supply tent. Sergeant Bray, Sergeant Ponomarenko, Sergeant Hadley, and Sergeant Iwinski, our Platoon Sergeants, we thought at times were very harsh; but we soon changed our minds. We came to realize that they would do anything in reason for us. Space does not permit us to mention all of our non-commis- sioned officers. They have our respect and confidence; for it Company U F' 303 is to the untiring efforts of these officers and non-commissioned officers that the success of our Company is largely due. We can understand and appreciate now just what a hard thing it was to make trained soldiers out of green rookies within the short space of three months. These were hard days for most of us; for we made many mistakes and often played the game ''Around that tree and back to me." One time on the south side drill grounds Ser- geant Iwinski of the Second Platoon tried hard to keep Fat Gordon from laughing in ranks. There was a fairly steep hill not far from where the Platoon was drilling and Fat was caught laughing several times, even bursting out aloud. The Sergeant got slightly warmed up and gave Fat a last chance, saying, "Fat, if you laugh again I will double time you around that tree. " Finally the Sergeant halted the Platoon and happened to look around and there on the hill was an army cart with a mule hitched to it. The mule found out that the load was just a little heavier than he cared to pull, so he stopped right there and would not go an inch farther. Six men were shoving the cart up the hill while the mule was pushing down. The mule won. Fat was excused for laughing. Many little incidents appeared quite serious at the time; but we can look back upon them now with a smile. In conclusion we wish to say that there is only one thing of which we are truly sorry; that is, that Company "F, " our Company, did not get the chance to prove itself upon the battlefields of France and thus add some more glorious pages to its already splendid history. t G * C O M PAN YUnJr OUR outfit assembled on the installment plan. The ori- ginal contingent was recruited by way of the Casual Camp; and a second increment from Camp Lewis, consisting largely of men drafted from the states of California, Washington, and Oregon, proved to be a welcome addition. Then came another detachment from the Casual Camp. These several contingents placed us at war strength, but the inevitable transfers to the D. B. and other departments made another increment necessary. A transfer of recruits from a Depot Brigade at Camp Lewis, for the most part boys who had just passed twenty-one, but who still had all the attributes of a prospective soldier, furnished this. The Army game is a case of survival of the fittest, and by the time we had reached Camp Mills, our personnel was con- siderably reduced again. To strengthen man power, a number of Casuals who had left their own outfits to recuperate from illness were attached to the Company. Since these men had been handicapped by long illness and inaction, they were somewhat behind the game, and they, therefore, put in some overtime with Weimer. What Weimer was unable to explain in his usual vociferous language he illustrated with a round trip to convenient trees. These men insist that Weimer sees trees when there are no trees and they frequently made vain searches on the double, at high port. Doubtless this had its value for the recuperation of convalescents, but its advantages to those involved were not immediately apparent. 304 Company "G" 305 The early days of our intensive training with all its dis- illusionment, hard work, and trying occasions, were a repeti- tion of what the entire Regiment experienced. But through it all we gained in knowledge and manhood and we felt a secret pride in knowing that physically and in other ways, we were men enough to do things for which thousands of others have no qualifications. Despite the cosmopolitan character of our army, it revealed us as we were, and placed such of us as sur- vived the strain on a basis of equality. And sweeter, as the days go by, shall grow the memories of our friendships in Company "G" with real men; men who we know would go to Hell with us or for us. Perhaps we could not always fathom the motive for every order and restriction, yet, as we look at it now, in retrospection, we can see that it all made for the best interests of the Service. It might not have always been pleasant to hear Captain Jones say, " Sergeant, take this man's name, " for a mere speck of rust, or it might not always have been mirth-provoking to spend our week-ends in the kitchen with Sergeant Ball ; still we know now that hardships like these were necessary for maintaining discipline. We cannot com- plain of injustice; our officers were no respecters of persons. We do not regard them as infallible, Caesars or Napoleons, or Grants, but we do know that they were big-hearted, well- intending men who, themselves soldiers, expected us to be real soldiers in every sense of the word. We do not apologize for not going across; in four months, by hard work and persistent endeavor, we reached a degree of efficiency which is rarely achieved in less than nine months. No slackers would have told their Colonel, what we told ours, and we meant it every word, in the depths of our souls , that we were willing to drill continuously, with only one object in view, to do our part in making the world safe for Democracy. It was not given us to fight for Liberty "Over There," but future enemies of civilization can count on old "G" Company 306 Twelfth U. S. Infantry and the entire Twelfth for the damnedest fight they ever dreamed of. We are not only willing, but we are fit, and propose to help maintain the glorious traditions of the Twelfth. We did not enter the military service thinking that we should find a snap, nor anything resembling a rest cure. We felt that with us it was a serious business ; our Liberty, our Country, and our very existence were imperiled. We were not looking for a holiday; and we refused to magnify any imaginary wrong. All this has produced a certain magnanimity in our character. The milk of human kindness, of which we had no previous realization, has permeated our hearts and implanted principles of brotherly love that will make the world a better place, because we have lived in it, and especially because we have had this army training. The men of our Company and Regiment were selected for service largely because they constituted the indus- trial fabric of the West. Most of us were men who had already found their place in the world and we had a large representa- tion of specialists. Thus the training of our civil life proved scarcely less useful than that which we obtained in the military camp. Our officials, therefore, reserved us for a show-down. Few gold brickers or pikers " tried" to make the D. B. We had a genuine interest in sports and all athletics. We furnished the divisional ball team with a number of players, including its star pitcher, Sergeant Brown, and at every boxing tournament "G" Company was well represented. We were all boxers after a fashion, and we had in Private Aune, known professionally as "Jack Stanley," the Regimental Heavy Weight Champion. Jack was an old-timer of some repute who had mixed it with some of the top notchers. Scarcely less known were young Evine, Shepard, Vallon, Casey, Schumacker and Weimer, whose services were all available at their re- spective weights. Our basket ball team under Sergeant Casey made an excellent showing, and played several interesting Company "G" 307 games. While track meets were not very frequent "G" Company furnished some athletes of college reputation who gave a good account of themselves. In the course of our intensive training, we unfortunately left five of our comrades, Privates Morse, Ohm, Woddard, Johnson, and Donald. These men fell victims to the "flu," and the whole Company mourned them deeply. While we regret their untimely deaths, we thank our able and conscien- tious medical staff, whose attention preserved the rest of us. The practice of spraying was a ticklish proposition, and de- veloped a few ' 'hold-outs," but its ultimate benefit was apparent. And, in that period of expectancy, when we had high hopes of scalping the Kaiser, our morale was good. When our hopes were finally shattered by the Armistice, the general sentiment bordered on disgust, and as we began doing our bit at fatigue, our enthusiasm almost lapsed. It seemed at first to be humili- ating. We looked upon ourselves as fighters and we believed that such work should be given to the labor battalions. But soon we saw the humor in the situation! It afforded oc- casions for pie buying and wood rustling, and this latter occupation furnished a welcome relief to the tedium of a place like Camp Mills. "G" Company stands for democracy and for universal selective service as the only fair means by which we may practice "safety first." H if C O M P AN YiVfrll THE more we hear of the good things everyone has to say of the Twelfth Infantry, the more convinced we are that what we always maintained that the Twelfth stood head and shoulders above anything in the land was right. And as "H" always had the reputation of being the best in the Twelfth, which is saying something, and saying it truthfully, we must tell you a little about "The Battery." Take a peep at the official records of the Twelfth Infantry, and you won't find mention of any company taking part in the War of 1812, except "H" Company. The Wars and Battles in which "Aitch" Battery of the Twelfth took part since that time, and in which they covered themselves with glory, have been too numerous to mention, and we will even pass up men- tion of the part they played in the Mexican Retreat. Since the World's War started away back in 1914 how many com- panies of the Twelfth engaged in battle? Only two "Mili- tary I" and "Aitch" Battery in the memorable Tin Pan Battle on the night of October 31, 1918, and it is a cinch to guess who the conquerors were. The fact remains that since that time Sergeant Brooks has a hard time trying to spread an honest smile on his face whenever he meets us. When Major General Helmick inspected the Eighth Divi- sion, back in the good days at old Camp Fremont, he said that it was the finest Division, in every department of the game, that he had inspected. He ought to know a good one when he saw it as, up to that time, he had inspected over a million and 308 Company "H' 309 a half soldiers. Why? Because the other regiments of the Division were trying to show up as well as possible alongside the Twelfth. And when the Twelfth hit Camp Mills to em- bark for France, Major General Shanks, Commanding General of the Port of Embarkation, said that the Twelfth was the finest regiment that ever landed there, and he ought to know. Why did the Twelfth make such a fine showing? Because all the other companies of the Regiment were trying to show up as well as possible alongside "Aitch" Battery. Office work at Washington got too stuffy for Major General Helmick and he told the boss he wanted to get out in the line. Secretary Baker offered him the command of any division he might choose this as a recognition of the valuable and faith- ful services he had rendered the Government and he, without any hesitancy, chose the Eighth Division Regular, which was quite natural. And, if it wasn't for A. R. and par. something or other, which says that Generals cannot be Company Com- manders, we would bet several sous that he would have chosen to dominate the Orderly Room of " Aitch " Battery, and he would thereby have cheated Sherman Kay out of a very pleasant job, and that individual would have been sent to a much inferior company. And the lucky officer is our friend "Cap." Anderson, who has just returned from overseas. As he was one of the few men of the Twelfth who were sent over to France to look over the troops there and report to Colonel Aloe how far the Twelfth outclassed any on the other side, and as a consideration of the hardships he endured and his continued enforced diet of "Hardtack And, " he has been assigned as Chief Mogul of the Battery. They generally put good men in good places. Let's get back to Fremont and recite a few of the things you all know. You have all heard about the time Colonel Taggart ordered that not more than twenty-five applications for trans- fer, per week, would be considered. Men of other companies 310 Twelfth U. S. Infantry were putting in requests for transfers to "H" Company so fast that the Colonel didn't get time to bum cigarettes off the Adjutant. When Colonel Hagadorn took temporary com- mand of the ship Captain Schively had to beg him to allow "H" Company to do its own police duty, as the Colonel said that such a fine organization should not be allowed to do such work. And when Colonel Aloe took over the reins, the first thing he did was to call "Top-Kicker" Casey Jones over to his office and ask him how the Regiment should be run. Ever since then the Colonel has been running the Regiment on the same principle as "Aitch" Battery always was run, and he has developed the finest Regiment in the Army out of it. The Colonel likes to tell of Bulgaria quitting when they heard the Eighth Division was leaving Fremont to go to France; that Turkey did likewise when we landed at Camp Mills and they saw we weren't fooling; that a couple of days after when Austria got the dope she laid down, but the fact of the matter is that Kaiser Willie threw up the sponge when he heard that "Aitch" Battery was loading on the Transports, because he knew his goose would soon be cooked. And don't let anybody try to tell you otherwise. And we won't overlook saying a few things about our en- listed men. We could keep on telling you of the worth of the enlisted men until this book was half filled there never was a bunch of soldiers that could do "Squads East and West " like these, put on such a snappy guard mount as they always do, come anywhere near the record they made on the Mayfield Ranges, or, in fact, hold a candle to them in any department of the game. Sergeant Hardison was sent to France as Adviser to Major General Helmick. "Daddy" Papavasiliou is called upon regularly to cut the Personnel Adjutant's hair, as no one else can do it just as good. Snap and Pep Machine Gunners pass in review " K " Company executes silent manual Saturday morning inspection 1 H " Company parades One of the Camp attractions Colonel Aloe attends the opening Real comfort Company "H" 311 When the Colonel gets the idea that it's about time to change his office around, or have some improvements made in his bungalow, he sends for Mechanic Harry Miller. When the Sergeant Major is indisposed Sarge Hubbard goes over and shows them how formal guard mount should be put on. When the Adjutant wants to know anything about Army paper work he runs over to "H" Company Orderly Room and gets the right dope. When Captain Sargent wants to put "Demand" and "Sup- ply" on speaking terms he calls in Supply Sergeant Foshee for advice. When Sergeant Major Sylvester cannot find anything in that filing system of his (which is often) it's a cinch he can find out what he wants by calling on "H" Company. When Major Mullins plans on stepping out among 'em for a week-end, Royal Davis is the boy that puts them nifty creases in the Major's "Sunday Best." When important confidential messages are to be delivered out of camp "General" Caruso is always detailed. While we are telling you about our outfit we don't mean to rub it into members of other companies. We realize that everybody couldn't be assigned to this Company, and we will do the right thing and offer our sympathy to the members of all other companies. And, Boys, the next time Uncle Sam has a little difference to settle with some foreign Potentate and you feel like offering your services, you want to get your name in early, and state your preference for old reliable "Aitch" Battery, and do it quick because she will fill up fast. Any member of the Battery at this time will tell you that he would rather be No. 3 of the Rear Rank in a squad in old "H" than be Chief of Staff at Washington, and between us, we admire his judgment, because she sho' am some Battery! THAT old proverb, "Variety is the spice of life," seems to have been exemplified in the history of "I" Company. One of the Twelfth's foremost units since the organiza- tion of the Regiment, "I" Company has had a varied career. Everything from bucking Mexican bandits on the Border to chasing negro prisoners around the labor and stevedore battalions at Camp Alexandria has been included in the course of duty. And between acts this outfit has set a lively pace for its brother companies. None can boast of cleaner records. Registrar of better than average records on the rifle range, holder of honors for competitive close order drill, including some prize gas drill artists, generally conceded to have some of the best "bayonet faces," and to have made the finest showing in competitive bayonet drill are some of the facts on which "I" Company bases its claim to fame. When you look into the "Makings" of this company you will not wonder at its present high standing. First we have, of course, Captain B. P. Miller, typical Westerner, hailing from the breezy shores of Sunny California . As the men would have it , " he is the best Captain of the best Company in the best Regiment. " Although formerly connected with the Military Police at Camp Fremont, Captain Miller is far from what the average doughboy imagines an ex-M. P. would be like. Obtaining his first military training in the Cadet Corps at the University of California, Captain Miller was commissioned Captain in the United States Army at the second Officer's Training School 312 Company "I" 313 held at the Presidio in the fall of 1917. Assigned to the Eighth Division at Camp Fremont in March, 1918, Captain Miller was soon a full-fledged member of the Divisional M. P. force. On the first day of October, 1918, he came to this Com- pany and took command of what he calls, "The Cream of the Eighth Division." Having drilled thousands of the men who have won their spurs on the Western Front, during his varied military experience, the mark which Captain Miller has set as Company Commander is not surprising. Next we have Lieutenant Samuel K. Strickler, who has added much to "I" Company's record as the "Pathfinder of the Twelfth," through the fact that he was Regimental Gas Officer at Camp Fremont. Indirectly training six thousand men in the art of wearing the gas mask, and held responsible for the final showing when they were put through the real gas test, Lieutenant Strickler proved himself one of " I " Company's principal assets. Then, too, we have Lieutenant Percy L. Menefee, who was commissioned at the Second Officers Training School in the same class with Captain Miller; Lieutenant Charles J. Cover, Jr., a product of the Fourth Officers Training School at Camp Fremont from which the Eighth Division obtained some of its best officers; and Lieutenant Alfred A. Williams, who left his home at Long Beach, California, in the early spring of 1916, and hied himself to the Border with Company "E," Seventh California Infantry, to fight the bandits. Lieutenant Wil- liams received his commission at the Fourth Officers Training School at Camp Fremont in the fall of 1918. Through their faithful and efficient work, these officers have not only gained the respect of every man in the Company but they have also made a name for their organization as one of the best disciplined and most thoroughly trained. All the officers are athletes of no mean ability and at odd times, especially after the discontinuance of the intensive training schedule, 3H Twelfth U. S. Infantry they were to be seen instructing the men in the arts of boxing, football, basket ball, and the numerous other games which are so popular with the average soldier. This outfit has on its roster First Sergeant Samuel (Willie) Wilcox, who, as Divisional Bayonet Instructor at Camp Fre- mont, is noted for having turned out some of the best "bay- onet faces" in the Division. While acting as Divisional Bay- onet Instructor, Sergeant Wilcox managed to find time to aid in putting "I " Company on the map with a supply of bayonet sharks. He is the youngest first sergeant in the Regiment and with only nineteen summers to his credit has proved that one does not have to be an old-timer in order to be a good first sergeant. Now for a glance at the ranks of "I" Company. Using as a foundation for the future Company a score or more of the well-trained and hardened men of the Old Twelfth, most of whom put in their first days of army life on the sunbaked soil of Arizona, the task of building a new Company was begun early in the spring of 1918 when the selective draft was in full swing. Receiving its share of the broad-shouldered, ruddy- cheeked specimens of the middle and far Western States, "I" Company had a hard-working and determined outfit of men from the start. Leaving nothing unfinished or overlooked during the inten- sive training period at Camp Fremont, which included the summer and early fall of 1918, the Company, more than once was complimented by Colonel Aloe for exceptional work. Of course, the path of the new Company during the days of the hard drill was not always strewn with flowers and, like all other outfits, "I" Company had its disappointments and setbacks. But an organization of fighting men with such a personnel could not be discouraged by slight difficulties, and although in some instances, a little more time was necessary to develop some part of the drill schedule to the required standard, once the men "saw through it" the rest was easy. Company "I" 315 Separated from the other companies of the Regiment about the first of December, 1918, when the Twelfth moved from Camp Mills to Newport News, "I" Company was assigned to guard Camp Alexandria which was principally occupied by negro stevedore and labor battalions. Although rather dis- agreeable work at the first, the Company soon settled down in its new quarters, performing its duties in the same systematic manner which had characterized its work in the past. When last heard from, " I " Company had a little "White " settlement of its own surrounded by nearly six thousand colored soldiers. In the person of "Phat" Reed this Company claimed to have the largest private in captivity. " Phat," who tipped the scales at 235 when he first came into the army now pulls around the 275 mark. It's pretty well scattered at that. "Phat" took his trio of first shots at Camp Pike, Arkansas, in the spring of 1918. He joined "I" Company at Camp Mills, coming from Camp Merritt. Captain Miller soon discovered that the Company was always overbalanced with "Phat's" presence (either by his weight or general lack of knowledge of the manual of arms), and soon after the Company took up quarters at Camp Alexandria, "Phat" was promoted to the kitchen. "Phat" is head dining-room orderly and sees to it that the slum is distributed among the doughboy diners. Sergeant Hickcox, welter-weight champion of the Twelfth, finds plenty to do. At odd times, the sergeant manages to keep in training by taking on a few of the other husky lads of the Company. Besides being a champion boxer, Sergeant Hickcox is also a good man on the mat and has often discarded the gloves to take the measure of some would-be-champ. Edward McCabe, chief cook in "I" Company, has spent twenty-eight of his forty-five winters in the United States Army. K" COMPANY and the Twelfth Infantry were or- ganized shortly after the Revolution like a few great institutions of this country, along about the time that Sergeant Mize first joined the army. Sergeant Mize is now on furlough, so the writer will have to come down to modern times and Percy Wooster. Wooster is the man, as all the world knows, who went across the Border as a buck private and came back in the garb of a Mexican General. A little later, the United States and " K " Company declared war on Germany. Wooster, and "K" Company came from the Border to the Pre- sidio of San Francisco in June, 1917, where ", ..along about the time Sergeant Mize first joined the army " they kept the best men and sent the rest out to organize "K" Company of the Sixty-second and Sixty-third Infantries. In January, 1918, the Company was ordered to Camp Fremont to organize the 3 i6 Company "K" 317 8th Division. They got together the Eighth, Thirteenth, Sixty- second, and Twelfth Infantries, a few artillery regi- ments, machine gun battalions and what not, and called it the "Pathfinder" Division. Why it was named this is still a mystery, for the path to France was never found. Shortly thereafter, the Company was filled with recruits and soon after that, Captain Beckett came. This batch of recruits were put through all the mysteries of squads right, target prac- tice, gas drill, and were learning to successfully capture Hill 492 out by the ' ' trench area, ' ' when the whole batch were shipped to Siberia. This left six officers, forty N. C. O.'s and one private. This private was K. P., number one of the guard, and fatigue detail all at once, and he prayed every night for recruits. Finally, Captain Beckett rounded up a new conglomeration of recruits at the Casual Camp, and Sergeant Weston issued them out K-I2 buttons, and here begins the story of the present Company. As the non-coms, stood on the side lines and gave this mob the double O, Sergeant Bulander, our Company optimist, asked to be reduced and Sergeant Carr went A. W. O. L. They said, "It can't be done! " Then came the work. As first call for reveille echoed out among the oaks in the middle of the night, the rookie would meet himself going to bed the night before. Soon the recruit met his friends, the full pack and the gas mask, and it was about this time that Sonny Thompson and his gang of Okla- homa outlaws wished themselves on the Company. Every time a new recruit would come, the officers and non-coms, would have to haul the gas masks out again and go through the whole torture once more themselves, and a recruit was about as wel- come as a cat in a bird store. This was the fly swatting era. If there was one fly in the kitchen, the Battalion Medico would call the Regimental Surgeon and his staff. They would look over the scene of the crime and notify the Division Surgeon and the Chief Sanitary 318 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Officer and they would call the Board of Health ; and the Com- pany Commander would write pages of explanation and deploy the Company in "as fly swatters guide right" and there was no end of excitement. About this time, the Company learned to handle the rake. The rake detail was liable to be "called to rakes" in the middle of the night and they slept with their clothes on ready for the alarm, in case the officer of the day should find a burned match in the Company street. After this came the target range. It was about this time that "K" Company began to loom above the others again. We didn't make all the fives we wanted to make, but we made enough to cause some of our neighbors to be jealous. One day, the Company saw Sergeant Scribner checking over Service Records and watched Sergeant Weston paint little A. E. F.'s over everything and the secret was out we were bound for France. Finally, "der Tag" came, Corporal Petrie's squad saw that their squad leader was properly dressed and equipped, and we boarded the train for Camp Mills, the port of embarkation. We went through California and the sandy states to Omaha. Sergeant Scribner was especially popular with the girls en route and was kept busy writing his name on his reserve rations of soda crackers and handing them out the window. We landed at Camp Mills, New York, and drew our "tin hats" and everything. After two days of physical examina- tions, our sailing date was announced as the next day. We emptied our straw ticks and made our packs and said good- bye to the United States. Some of the Company were already aboard, when the order came postponing the departure, twenty- four hours. And then the little Jew newsy breezed down our Company street yelling, "No more War-ho! " and we knew the thing had fizzled. The A. E. F.'s on our boxes stood for "After Every- Company "K" 319 thing's Finished." Corporal Burke pocketed the passenger list, and Sergeant Hicks laid in stores for a cold winter. When we think of Camp Mills we think of quarantine. When we, as recruits, came to Lewis we were put in quarantine. Then we were sent to the Fremont Casual Camp and we went in quarantine. We came to the Twelfth Infantry and were put in quarantine. And then we went on the target range which was the same thing as quarantine. Measles sneaked into our midst, and the Twelfth was put into quarantine and after that the whole of Fremont was quarantined for the "Flu." Humphries remarked, "What are they trying to do train us to be jailbirds? " We looked forward to France and liberty. Finally we struck Mills and the grandest quarantine of all. For three weeks we never saw the outside world. It was the last straw. Corporal Burke didn't seem to mind the quarantine, how- ever. He said he didn't want to go to New York anyway. Finally we shook the dirt of Mills off our feet and boarded the U. S. S. Siboney for Newport News, Virginia, and landed in Camp Stuart. Camp Stuart was a brief period of boiling mess kits which had never learned to boil. Here, to our joy, the officers went on K. P. At one time Sergeant Hicks came running up to the "Top" and said: "Have you seen Lieutenant Sheffey?" Scribner scratched his head. "What do you want him for?" "I'm supposed to have six K. P.'s and Lieutenant Sheffey was supposed to be boiling mess kits but beat it!" We have now moved to Camp Casino among the coal piles and docks, niggers and "gobs. " Our duties now are all guard and the hard drills of the past are only memories. But, among other things, "K" Company was famous for the "Silent Manual." At the blast of a whistle we would execute everything from Present Arms to Parade Rest, much to Captain Beckett's delight. Even the Mosquito Fleet 320 Twelfth U. S. Infantry learned this. In this connection, the writer cannot resist telling about Private Yandell. We were coming along the street the other day and he was on guard. A policeman blew his whistle, but Private Yandell didn't think what he was do- ing until he had executed the last movements of Parade Rest. However, the Company is now trained in everything. Even the old-timers will admit this. And, after all, the Com- pany was part of the "increasingly superior numbers" which caused Germany to surrender. In these last few strenuous months lifelong friendships have been formed and we will always cherish the memories of "K" Company in the World War for Democracy. AT the time Company "L" was at the Presidio of Mon- terey, California, in 1913, it was commanded by Captain M. M. Keck. On January i, 1914, Company "L" moved to the Presidio of San Francisco. As a unit, its stay was short, for on February 29, 1914, the second platoon was ordered to Fort Rosecrans, San Diego, for guard duty at the Mexican Internment Camp. There it was attached to "M" Company. On April 10, 1914, the first platoon, with the rest of the Twelfth, left the Presidio for field service in the hills back of Mayfield, California, and while camped there were ordered to the Border. They returned to the Presidio, packed up, and entrained on April 22d, arriving at Nogales, Arizona, on April 27, 1914. The second platoon rejoined the rest of "L" Com- pany during the following year and Nogales was its home for three years and one month. During most of this time it was commanded by Captain S. A. White. While stationed here it acquired Sergeant Gates from the Twentieth Infantry, Ser- geant Bennett from the Coast Artillery, Sergeants Pankov, Seals, Morrison, Williams, Cooks Lane and Wigstadt, Buglers Parkin and Farry, Mechanic Turek, and many other previous service men and recruits who are no longer with the Company. During this time the Company was often called out to pro- tect the Border from encroachment by hostile bands of Mex- icans who were attempting to take Nogales. One of these incidents ended in a three-cornered fight between General ai 321 322 Twelfth U. S. Infantry Callies' Army, Villa's Army, and the Twelfth Infantry, in which "L" Company lost one killed and two wounded, one of the latter being Sergeant Gates. During the engagement the Company was commanded by Lieutenant Donnemiller. May 21, 1917, saw the return of the Company to the Pre- sidio of San Francisco where it went into camp on the Exposi- tion Grounds. Here it was first commanded by Lieutenant A. C. Gillam, later by Captain B. G. Ferris, and finally by First Lieutenant Roy Sloan. On June I, 1917, the Regiment was divided into three parts, "L" Company forming the nucleus of the "L" Companies in the new Sixty-second and Sixty-third Regiments. While at the Presidio Sergeants Miskell from the Eighth; Lucas, from the Sixteenth; and Thurston from the Second, joined the Company, with many others who had enlisted for the duration of the war. Of these Corporals Hynes, Ownes, Paul- sen, Sansome, and Miskovsky are still with us. At the time Camp Lewis was being organized, the Company sent nine sergeants to train men sent there from the first draft. On January 2, 1918, Company "L" left the Presidio for Camp Fremont and after a memorable hike arrived there on the sixth. During the remainder of the winter the members of the Company spent their time in attending various specialist schools in preparation for the recruits, who were to bring it to full strength. During this time those men who had been at Camp Lewis returned to the Company. Early in May eighty men inducted and drafted from South- ern California were received from Fort McDowell. Then followed weeks of the hardest drill and study. The new men soon won the respect of all by their willingness to work and learn. These recruits progressed rapidly through close order drill, gas and rifle range instruction, bayonet and grenade practice, 802 in the hills back of Stanford University, and various other specialist schools. Sports "G" Company rivals Egyptian pyramid builders Captain Miller bats for "I" Company About to deliver a package Bayonet Fighting Bayonet faces Short Point ! Company "L" 323 About the first of August the Company was again split up. Several non-commissioned officers and practically all the pri- vates available for duty were picked to go to Siberia. Once more only a skeleton of a company was left with which to begin all over again. On June 5, 1918, the fourth draft was registered. Recruits from Oklahoma were sent to Camp Fremont where they de- trained August 13, 1918. Here they were in training for two weeks in the Casual Camp and were assigned to the different companies of the Twelfth Infantry. Camp Lewis furnished the greater part of the recruits to "L" Company, these coming from the Western States, Washington and California being liberally represented. The first "rookies" from these States landed at American Lake, June 28th, eighty of them being assigned to "L" Company. Then followed long days of hard and intensive training, which were to prepare us for duty overseas. The story of "L" Company from this point is the story of the Regiment. From Camp Stuart we were sent, together with "K" Company, to guard the Debarkation Docks at Newport News. And there we stayed. We watched the others return from the glorious battlefields of France and envied them their chance to play an active part in the greatest drama of all time. We were not even understudies merely stage-hands. But stage-hands are as necessary as leading men; though we had hoped for greater triumphs, our satisfaction has come through the belief that we, "L" Company of the Twelfth, have done our humbler duty well. you hear me down there? Can you hear me up there? Do you know what the Colonel told me? He said that 'M' Company is the best company in the Regiment. Do you know what I told him? I said, 'Sure we are, because we work like " Hell " all the time.' ' No, ladies and gentlemen, these are not musical mutterings of a maddened maniac nor the bright banterings of a barker in a side show. This article is written by members of "M" Company and so accustomed have we become to the above admonition, that arrangements have been made with our former doughty captain to make a phonograph record, and an order has been placed for shipment of one hundred and seventy- five victrolas to the homes of the members so that when we get that wonderful piece of paper known as a discharge, we can milk the cows with our customary pep and enthusiasm. Since the signing of the armistice, we have had daily practice in coming on guard and executing the stationary long thrust with the pitchfork, and rumor has it that the haystacks of the Pacific coast have become so nervous that they have all fallen to pieces and some of them have even spread as far east as the Mississippi River. But seriously, we in "M" Company are proud of our growl. We are proud of our record as bayonet fighters. The only test that the Regiment has had, that would approxi- mate the determination of whether or not we were real men, fighting men, fit to take our place among the heroes of Europe, 324 Company "M" 325 has been in bayonet work. In this it is admitted on every side that "M" Company excels. So when "H" Company boasts of its exceptional ability in the execution of the parade rest, or "K" Company claims to be the best in the execution of "side-straddle hop," we do not argue with them. We do not admit that they are better than we are in any form of drill, but what is the use of arguing over little things. They all claim to be the best in these matters, but in the real things that count, in the criterion of real soldiers, the kind of soldiering that determines whether or not we are real fighting men, there is no one place that denies the superiority of the " Growling M's." In First Lieutenant Welch, we all feel that we have a friend and fatherly adviser. He is not essentially a military man, but he makes up for any lack of strict military demeanor by a combination of ability and good sense that inculcates in his men a feeling of respect and absolute confidence. Dis- cipline with him, in the ordinary sense of the word, is not necessary because his orders are always obeyed for the simple reason that they are always fair, always just, and always right. In Lieutenant Wood, we claim to have the real military officer of the Twelfth Regiment. Despite the fact that his shoulders are only decorated by a gold bar, there is not a man in "M" Company, who would not take his word over that of a majority of the captains of the Regiment. To him, soldier- ing is second nature. He is one of the few men in the infan- try who were commissioned direct and, despite the fact that he did not have the advantage of a three months' course from the International Correspondence School in how to be a shave- tail, there is nothing in the military world that he does not know. He is exceedingly strict. He knows what discipline means and he enforces it. But no one objects to taking orders from a man whom he respects as a gentleman and an officer. At the present time, ' ' M " Company is sadly split up. One 326 Twelfth U. S. Infantry of our platoons is at Hampton guarding an Old Soldiers' home. Originally, it was thought that they were going over to guard a number of particularly dangerous general prisoners who had made the boast that they could not be kept in; so the com- mander planned to send over the third platoon. But when later it was found that the guard was over a number of old crippled soldiers who could not even move without the aid of a wheel chair, he sent over Sergeant Anthony and the second platoon. The new " M " Company was built up around the nucleus of about fifteen sergeants all of whom have served two or three enlistments and most of whom have been under fire on several occasions. They have been in the army so long that it has come to be home to them and their duties have come to be second nature. They know how to soldier and how to teach others to soldier. Any measure of success that we have at- tained has been due to their efforts. The first platoon has a sergeant who can find absolute happiness in a visit from the mail man. When Sergeant McLaughlin receives one of those dainty little missives from San Jose, the platoon drills in first class shape movements are executed with a snap and precision! But let that post- master fall down on the job for a few days and we all become Johns. That first finger comes into play and the Sergeant starts: "I know, I know. You can't tell me." The second platoon is under the guidance of the fighting Dodder of whom we have spoken above. The third platoon is led by Sergeant Boyer who is known to his men as the squar- est shooter in the Company. He is a real man, with a world of experience, who takes his soldiering seriously and who is willing to do anything himself that he asks his men to do. The leader of the fourth platoon is Sergeant Moore who is a real Southern gentleman. He knows his drill by heart and be- lieves in winning the friendship as well as the respect of the men. Company " M" 327 One of the favorite forms of sport in " M " Company is the good old game of craps. We have four star shooters. They were so anxious to give the boys plenty of craps that they sent to New York for an especially nice pair of dice. But one fair evening, they got their hands twisted and some one discovered that it was im- possible to throw a seven without a point lower than a four on the dice. So they reformed, and at the last report they were organizing a checker tournament at the Y. W. C. A. LET US GROWL We have drilled hours under a boiling sun Week after week with a pack and gun, Listened to the lament of "Shorty, Red or Sam" Swallowed the "Work like hell" nor found it sham, Growled at the bayonet work with a face fit for Hell, Said things that here I dare not tell; Yes, rolled our packs right, wrong, long and short, Played "stingaree" for an hour and called it sport. Seen men fall under the weight of their load Faint from the heat and dust of the road. We have read the bulletin on the wall And felt our hopes for freedom fall. BUT MORE; We are better men than when we left the "Local Board." OFFICERS AND MEN WHO HAVE DIED RECENTLY IN THE SERVICE OF THE TWELFTH INFANTRY CAPTAIN Walter Hellmers Daniels, John Davis, Ferd M. Ellena, Giuseppe Haas, Leon Harrington, Oscar Johnson, William R. Kelly, Jack Little, Stephen D. McDonald, George Mackersie, Alfred Morse, William Ohm, John Paulson, Irving Quoidbach, Ipolite Rodgers, Joseph Rooker, Ernest W. Sheffield, Oscar G. St. Clair, George E. Thompson, William A Wilcox, Chester M. Willey, Ernest N. Woodard, George FIRST LIEUTENANT Eugene B. Carroll, Chaplain SERGEANTS Barton, Joseph Bostwick, Fred E. COOK Young, Arthur C. MECHANIC Schmidt, William CORPORALS Culhane, George Joseph Thompson, George PRIVATES Baker, Johnnie E. Carothers, Roy E. Cooper, Robert V. Roster of Officers and Men of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 1918-1919 329 Headquarters Company CAPTAIN EMMETT, MILTON W. f Kellogg, Idaho. FIRST LIEUTENANTS COMBS, WILLIAM H., HERRON, PAUL A., Haines, Alaska. c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. SECOND LIEUTENANTS ELDRIDGE, JAMES C. f BYRD, LINCOLN M., Powell, Wyoming. R. P. D. No. 3, Bartlesville, Okla. MCALLISTER, HAROLD A., MOORE, RALPH, Downers Grove, 111. c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. REGIMENTAL SERGEANT MAJOR GRAHAM, JAMES H., 458 Exchange Street, Rochester, New York. REG. PERS. SERGEANT MAJOR SYLVESTER, WESLEY D., R. F. D. No. 10, Box 440, Los Angeles, Calif. BN. SERGEANT MAJORS GRAHAM, LUCIUS H., WILLIAMSON, RAYMOND C., 175 Newbury St., Boston, Mass. I2th U. S. Infantry. ORR, THOMAS P., Lemoore, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT WISOTZKEY, DANIEL P., Williamsport, Pa. COLOR SERGEANTS TOMES, HENRY J., CAVANAUGH, PATRICK A., 1246 Baldwin Ave., Detroit, Mich. 655 Beech St., Pottstown, Pa. MESS SERGEANT FAULKENDER, EVERETT, Brookfield Departments, San Francisco, Calif. SUPPLY SERGEANT PICCHETTI, ATTILIO, 33 Santa Theresa St., San Jose", Calif. STABLE SERGEANT JOHNSON, GRANVILLE E., 504 East Caswell St., Kinston, N. C. 33i 332 Twelfth U. S. Infantry SERGEANTS ANDERSON, VICTOR E., 266 Stark St., Portland, Ore. BARD, CHARLES B., 637 Hamilton St., Harrisburg, Pa. BOYD, FRANK, Clarkston, Wash. BATEMAN, HOWARD S., 421 S. 3d St., Albuquerque, New Mex. CLEAVER, HILARY, Sonora, Ky. DEAL, HAROLD R., 1219 Oak St., Alameda, Calif. DEGEN, WILLIAM A., 1718 St. Charles St., Alameda, Calif. DRIVER, FORREST H., Milan, Ohio. GRAF, JOHN V., Winters, Calif. GREEN, WILLIAM J., Glenhurst, Tregrehan Mills, St. Austell, Cornwall, England. HAYSLIP, RALPH S., Pomona, Calif. WOOD, JOHN HANSEN, OTIS E., 1130 W. 88th St., Los Angeles, Calif. HEALEY, SIMON P., 662 Ninth St., San Bernardino, Calif. HEALOW, FRANK L., 28 Avenue " B, " Billings, Montana. HUGHES, CHARLES D. T., Elaine, Wash. MCLEAN, JOHN, Mingo Junct., Ohio. MILLER, WILLARD, Uniontown, Pa. ROBBINS, BRUCE S., Maston, Pa. SEWELL, FRANK C., 333 E. Victoria St., Santa Barbara.Calif. SHIPSMAN, MARCUS, 2759 Roxbury St., Los Angeles, Calif. WEJMAR, ARTHUR F., Turlock, Calif. WICHLACZYNSKI, JOHN A., 2141 West I8th St., Chicago, 111. R., Holden, Utah. CORPORAL BUGLERS CARLISLE, WILLIAM G., HALE, ERNEST C., U. S. I2th Infantry. Station "D," St. Joseph, Mo. WILCOTT, FRED, Sawtelle, Calif. CORPORALS BOYD, NEIL T., R. Route Ai, McLouth, Kans. COLLINS, ALLEN J., 2275 Harrison Ave., San Diego, Calif. COX, SAMUEL, Lehi City, Utah. CHRISTY, HERBERT E., 525 Turk St., San Francisco, Calif. DICKINSON, WILLIAM H., 4107 Brooklyn Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. DI CORTI, ANGELO, 2253 Fifteenth St., San Francisco, Calif. ELWELL, ANDREW H., 313 Walnut St., Santa Paula, Calif. FARMER, RALPH M., Harvard, Nebr. FARVER, PERU, Academy, Okla. FLEURRY, THEODORE, Spokane Hotel, Spokane, Wash. FULLER, HIRAM C., 1754 Santa Clara St., Santa Clara, Calif. GARLOCK, ROWLAND L., 402 I4th St., S. W. Puyallup, Wash. GROSSI, ANGELO, 1186 Pacific Ave., San Francisco, Calif. HATFIELD, FREDERICK H., 2219 D St., Bellingham, Wash. HEALEY, THOMAS J. S., 507 Sanchez St., San Francisco, Calif. HEDBLOM, ERIC, Fairfield, Montana. JOHNSON, DAVID T., I2th U. S. Infantry. JONES, IVOR A., 235 North 6th St., San Jose", Calif. KECK, HERMAN H., 348 Victoria St., Portland, Ore. KIMBO, WILLIAM, Piedmont, South Carolina. Headquarters Company 333 CORPORALS (Continued) KENNEDY, WALTER R., NETTLETON, CHARLES, 1714 Boren Ave., Seattle, Wash. Murphy, Idaho. LAWSON, ARTHUR S., PETZOLD, EDWARD J., Seward Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 1647 McAllister St., San Francisco.Calif. McDOUGALL, FRED, POWELL, WEBB, Victorville, Calif. 2125 Washington Ave., Des Moines, la. MACLENNAN, CHESTER D. N., ROBINSON, WILLIAM L., 627 West 8ist St., Seattle, Wash. Winters, Calif. MADSEN, CARLISLE B. f ROYER, LUTHER R., 263 West 5th St., Salt Lake City, Utah. Dillard, Douglas Co., Ore. MARTIN, JOHN, SKINNER, EDWARD A., Morrison, Okla. 2026 Oakland Ave., Piedmont, Calif. MARTINSON, GUSTAVE F., SMITH, WM. L., R. F. D. No. i, Edmonds, Wash. 925 Geary St., San Francisco, Calif. McGEE, FRED, SPRINGER, SIDNEY, Douglas, Ariz. Record at Em. Hosp. MOE, IVER, THOMPSON, JOSEPH B., R. F. D. No. i, Spanway, Wash. 3766 Howe St., Oakland, Calif. NAVONE, CHARLES, TURPEINEN, HJALMER V., 2113 Terry Ave., Seattle, Wash. Box 638, Bessemer, Mich. NEAL, OTTO L., WARD, IGNACIO E., 1402 Cleveland Blvd., Caldwell, Ida. 1805 Buena Vista Ave., Alameda, Calif. WILLIAMS, COYD R., Catawba St., Lancaster, S. C. MECHANICS ANDERSON, JULIUS, HENRIKSON, FRANK, 816 North Unit St., Tacoma, Wash. 801 Columbia St., Seattle, Wash. GELDMACHER, EDWARD M., WILLIAMS, BERT J., Sunland, Calif. 1340 Madison St., Oakland, Calif. COOK BURKE, GORDON A., MABRY, WILLIAM R., 704 Centennial St., Webb City, Mo. Hayden Junction, Ariz. CLARK, GEORGE, ROSE, HARRY, 702 East 3d St., Los Angeles, Calif. Pocatello, Idaho. DORSETT, PAUL R., YEAMANS, HARRY J. f Wellington, Kansas. 240 North Main St., Napa, Calif. WAGONERS CRISTINA, TONY R., TARPLEY, EDGAR, 905 South 8th St., San Jose", Calif. Collinsville, Texas. TOWNER, EMMETT E., Box 151, Grandview, Idaho. BAND ASSISTANT BAND LEADER O'BRIEN, CLEMENT C., 646 Kentucky St., Lawrence, Kansas. BAND SERGEANTS BRAZINSKI, PETER A., NAGEL, FRANK A., I2th U. S. Infantry. 37 N. William St., Ludmgton, Mich KRATZ, CHARLES, STEIN, SOL E. Dubuque, Iowa. Hayden, Arizona. 334 Twelfth U. S. Infantry BAND CORPORALS BAGGS, CLARENCE A., LsGRO, WILLIAM E., 179 North i8th St., San Jos<, Calif. Reedley, Calif. COSNER, AARON J., SCHARF, RALEIGH, Temple, Arizona. 508 W. i35th St., N. Y. C., N. Y. KEACH, GEORGE M., WENTZ, GEORGE M., Fredericktown, Mo. Danville, Va. MUSICIANS FIRST CLASS FLINT, FRANK C.. NICOLAS, FRANK, 6 Clay St., Hartford, Conn. 493 North igth St., San Jose 1 , Calif. KONCAL, JOSEF, OLESKEY, JOHN, 1662 Blue Island Ave., Chicago, 111. R. F. D. No. 6, Northeast, Penn. LARSEN, NILES P., WETMORE, HARRY W., 3524 Morgan St., Seattle, Wash. c/o Dr. C. T. Wetmore, Hercules, Calif. MUSICIANS SECOND CLASS BAPTISTE, VICTOR, MOUNTFORD, FRANK G., R. F. D., No. I, Box 43, Merced, Calif. 127 West St., Salt Lake City, Utah. BROWN, ZENITH W., PUPARD, MARCEL E., Wasco, Oregon. 1707 Geary St., San Francisco, Calif. QUAGLIOTTI, LOUIS, 175 No. Spring St., Los Angeles, Calif. MUSICIANS THIRD CLASS ANTONI, OLIMPIO, GREGORY, JAMES H., 749 Fillmore St., San Francisco, Calif. 514 North G St., Muskogee, Okla. BAILEY, FRANK E., Jr., HAYES, WILLIAM J., South Tacoma, Wash. Wallington, N. Y. BASKETT, LESLIE A., JELINEK, LEON W., Nezperce, Idaho. Crete, Nebraska. BERUTTO, EDWARD A., JENSEN, THORSTEIN, 2132 Sutter St., San Francisco, Calif. 1543 Park Ave., Bremerton, Wash. BURKHOLDER, JAMES E., JONES, WALTER G., Georgetown, Colorado. Emerson, Arkansas. COLLINS, MYRON D., KREISA, CONRAD F., 1248 Valencia St., Los Angeles, Calif. 260 Eighteenth St., Merced, Calif. DEL GUIDICE, ANGELO, MURPHY, ROBERT E., looi South Halstead St., Chicago, 111. 324 South Plumas St., Willows, Calif. ERICKSON, GEORGE P., ROOT, MERTON L. F Idaho Falls, Idaho. Athol, Idaho. CARD, PETER W., STRALEY, CLAY A., Beresford, S. D. 1103 Brush St., Oakland, Calif. GARRAMONE, FRANK, WALKER, VALENTINE A., 3312 N. Broadway, Los Angeles, Calif. Palm Ave., Livermore, Calif. WRIGHT, GEORGE M., Koosharem, Utah. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS APPLING, ROBERT E., BERGEY, ELMER L. T., Creston, Wash. 1137 W. Prov. Ave., Spokane, Wash. AREY, BENJAMIN R., BERNARD, ORIS E., Mountain Ranch, Calif. Elk Point, South Dakota. Headquarters Company 335 PRIVATES FIRST CLASS (Continued} BRUCK, EARLE L., 941 West soth Place, Los Angeles, Calif. BUNDY, ALBERT S., Yountville, Calif. BURKE, RALPH E., 219 South Lilly, Moscow, Idaho. CARTER, ROBERT M., 125 South Maple St., Casper, Wyom. CLARK, RICHARD W., 2029 Windsor Av., Salt Lake City, Utah. COCHRELL, ALBERT N., Fraser, Idaho. COPELAND, LIONEL L., 1123 East 8th St., Oklahoma City, Okla. DECLERCK, HENRY, c/o San Vincente Lbr. Co., Santa Cruz, Calif. HOGG, LENNIE H., Hominy, Oklahoma. JOHNS, JOSEPH A., 2920 Q St., Sacramento, Calif. KENNEDY, ROBERT W., Box 175, Campbell, Calif. -KLEINE, JOHN O., Las Animas, Colorado. KROTINGER, HARRY, Jerome, Arizona. MAYER, PAUL G. J., 404 Federal Bldg., Tacoma, Wash. McGLATHERY, IVAN H., McLoud, Oklahoma. McLAUCHLAN, WALLACE H., 1939 Twenty-fourth Ave., Oakland, Cal. MILLION, PAUL T., 340 E. Wash. Ave., McAlester, Okla. MURRAY, JOHN L., c/o Keane Miller, Even Cattle Co. Roundup, Montana. PECKENPAUGH, HAROLD, Ritzville, Washington. POST, CLINTON R., Kirksville, Mo. PROVO, ISADORE L., 723 Columbia St., Seattle, Wash. QUACKENBUSH, CHARLES E., Bennett Ave., Santa Rosa, Calif. RICHARDSON, CHARLES P., Ventura, Calif. SCHUBERT, EUGENE F., 5th and Main Sts., Chico, Calif. SLADE, HAROLD F., E. 1608 I2th St., Spokane, Wash. STEPHENS, GEORGE C., Box 222, Arlington, Ore. SWAYZE, MICHAEL D., Chadron, Nebr. THOMPSON, CARL, Box 64, Cadogan, Alberta, Canada. WELCH, HEBER L., Lund, Idaho. WIMMER, WESLEY W., Paso Robles, Calif. YEAZEL, JOHN O., East Lynne, 111. ZIMMERMAN, EARL C., 880 E. Yam Hill St., Portland, Ore. PRIVATES ACOSTA, FRED T., Hernandez, Calif. ADAMS, RUSSELL A., Arroyo Grande, Calif. AITON, HUGH A., 1240 Broadway St., Alameda, Calif. ALEXANDER, CHARLES R., Petaluma, Calif. ALLDREDGE, SAMUEL H., 2024 Eighth Ave., East Oakland, Calif. ALLEN, HUGH C., Flat Creek, Tenn. ALLEN, JOSEPH S., Creston, Wash. ALLEN, RAYMOND C., Clarkwood, Texas. ALVITRE, JOHN P., R. F. D. No. I, Salinas, Calif. AMBORN, ROLLA C., 123 West 5ist St., Seattle, Wash. ANDERSON, LEONARD R., Cotati, Calif. ANDERSON, MERRITT H., Sherman Island, c/o Geo. H. Smith, Antioch, Calif. ANDREWS, ROBERT D., 221 South Helena St., Spokane, Wash. ANZAR, REGINALD V., San Juan Bautista, Calif. ARANO, FRANK, 417 Lincoln St., Watsonville, Calif. 336 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES ARNELL, WILLIAM S., St. Charles, Idaho. ARNOLD, WILLARD O., 2002 S. ijth East, Salt Lake City, Utah. AUSTIN, JOSEPH S., R. F. D. No. 9, Box 89, Decatur, 111. BALKOW, FREDERICK W., 903 W. Providence Ave., Spokane, Wash. BANCHERO, HENRY, 22 Clay St., Napa, Calif. BARTON, ELGIN L., 614 East Mohawk St., Portland, Ore. BASUINI, FRANK, 956 Scott St., Santa Clara, Calif. BECKMAN, AXEL, Box 113, Rose Lake, Idaho. BENNETT, OTTO E., Alpine, Utah. BIRKLAND, GUSTAV, R. No. i, Box 177, Poulsbo, Wash. BOLER, GEORGE B., Darwin, Calif. BOLLA, ROMEO, 336 Fremont St., San Francisco, Calif. BORTON, FRANK S., Box 272, Baker, Ore. BOWEN, WILLIAM E., R. F. D. No. i, Hollister, Calif. BRADLEY, GILBERT S., Carralitos, Calif. BRADY WILLIS R., Fairview, Utah. BRICE, WILLIAM J., 4234 Densmore Ave., Seattle, Wash. BRILLOS, JAMIS J., Yamos Island, Crete, Greece. BULKLEY, SAMUEL L., Springville, Utah. BULLOCK, LEONARD W., 117 South gth St., Caldwell, Idaho. BUTLER, FRANK W., Santa Paula, Calif. CALBERT, RALEIGH C., Brooklyn, Wash. CALDWELL, GEORGE B., 1006 E. Roosevelt St., Phoenix, Ariz. CARR, STEWART C., Taft, California. CAUDILL, CHARLES R., Box 325, Pawhuska, Okla. CHAPMAN, Ray E., 523 Walnut St., Pendleton, Ore. (Continued) CHIONI, JOHN B., Jr., Healdsburg, Calif. CHRISTENSEN, ELWOOD M., 405 East 4th N., Spanish Fork, Utah. CLARE, WALTER H., R. F. D., Manette, Wash. CLARK, WM. M., Menan, Idaho. CLARKE, JOHN T., Clearwater, Idaho. CLERKIN, PHILIP J., 2880 Folsom St., San Francisco, Calif. COX, WALTER, Waterloo, Montana. CREWS, JOHN H., Biefer, Lassen County, California. CROFTON, WM., 809 East Grand Ave., Everett, Wash. CRUSON, CLIFFORD L., 220^2 Grand Ave., Portland, Ore. CUMMINGS, THOMAS J., 351 Mission Ave., San Rafael, Calif. CUNNINGHAM, JAMES L., American Fork, Utah. CURREN, DORN, Jamestown, Calif. CURRIER, LESLIE W., Box 361, Fillmore, Calif. CYPHERS, FRANK, 1078 Patton Ave., Portland, Ore. D'AMICO, GAINEY, 1601 So. Sheridan Ave., Tacoma, Wash. DAVIS, JESSE T., Carey, Idaho. DENEEF, CHARLES E., 1350 Guerrero St., San Francisco, Calif. DISPENSIERE, JOSEPH, 211 Camden St., Newark, N. J. DONAHUE, THOMAS J., Box 262, Port Angeles, Wash. DOWNING, JOSEPH W., 1325 Lucas Place, Seattle, Wash. DUCKERT, OTTO J., 329 Sixth St., Bremerton, Wash. ELLIS, ALONZO H., Simi, California. ELLIS, WILBERT J., San Miguel, Calif. ELTON, LESLIE A., 1504 East 7th St., Sedalia, Mo. EMERTON, GEORGE W., Ballard Station, Seattle, Wash. Headquarters Company 337 PRIVATES ERNST, GEORGE J., 37 Lundy Road, San Jose 1 , Calif. ESPINOZA, MIKE V., 206 East N. St., Colton, Calif. EVANS, GLEN L., Wilder, Idaho. FARNSWORTH, DELBERT A., Garland, Utah. FARRELL, EARLE M. f 4423 Thirty-first Ave.,W., Seattle, Wash. FINCH, CLIFFORD L., Port Angeles, Wash. FIRQUIN, ROBERT A., R. F. D. No. 2, Ventura, Calif. FISCHER, ANDY V., Mokelumne Hill, Calif. FISK, ROGER L., Parma, Idaho. FOTHERINGHAME, JOSEPH R., Box 8, Oakland, Calif. GANDOLFO, LEWIE E., Box 344, Sonora, Calif. GARZONI, TONY, Concord, Calif. GILLIS, JOSEPH W., King Hill, Idaho. GLADIN, JOHN W., R. F. D. No. i, Appleton, Term. GONZALVES, MANUEL P., 911 Fifty-second Ave., Oakland, Calif. GOULD, CLARENCE, Council, Idaho. GRAHAM, ALBERT, 24 Main St., Mt. Morris, N. Y. GRAHAM, GEORGE W., Holly Tree, Alabama. GRANT, WALTER, 115 South I3th St., Pekin, 111. HARRINGTON, JAMES P., 4028 North nth St., St. Louis, Mo. HARRIS, JOE D., Jr., 317 E. Park. St., Anaconda, Deer Lodge, Mont. HARTMANN, GEORGE B., 60 1 North ist St., San Jos6, Calif. HEINE, DALE M., 1518 N. Spurgeon St., Santa Ana, Calif. HILDEBRAND, OTTO H., 3020 So. Cushman Ave., Tacoma, Wash. HUNT, EMMET, 36 Bolton Place, Buffalo, N. Y. (Continued) JOHNS, RALPH, R. F. D. No. 4, Decatur, 111. JOHNSON, JOHN M., Montborne, Box 46, Wash. JONES, PRESTON E., 427 Stockton St., San Francisco, Calif. JORGENSON, JACOB C., 432 North Hamlin St., Chicago, 111. KAY, JAMES M., Jr., Fork, Washington. KENT, RICHARD, Marion, Indiana. KINVILLE, SAMUEL A., 2027 Argyle St., Butte, Montana. KRENIK, ROBERT F., 1313 East 29th St., N. Portland, Ore. LATIMER, GEORGE A., R. F. D. No. I, Plaza, Wash. LENNON, RICHARD A., 478 North 8th St., San Jose', Calif. LEWIS, LEAVELLE P., R. F. D. No. 2, Eupora, Miss. MALCHAU, WILLIAM, Port Angeles, Wash. MARAK, STEPHEN L., Atascadero, Calif. MATTSON, FREDERICK W., 3629 N. Cheyenne St., Tacoma, Wash. MCALLISTER, IVAN c., Bemis, Maine. McCLURE, JOHN A., c/o Frank H. McClure, Eureka, Mont. McDANIEL, JAMES C., Hempwallice, Arkansas. McDOUGALL, ROBERT H., 116 Locust St., Flushing, N. Y. MEEK, FRANK E., 704 So. Kimball Ave., Caldwell, Idaho. MELTON, HARLAN, Route No. i, Box 77, Roseburg, Ore. MENGALI, GIORGIO, Rio Dell, Calif. MILLER, ALLEN T., Joyce, Washington. MORGAN, ALBERT, 438 Cceur d'Alene St., Spokane, Wash. MULVANEY, JOHN P., Tomales, Calif. MURLEY, DENFORD, R. F. D. No. i, Montezuma, Term. OHNSTAD, HANS M. O., Frederick, So. Dakota. Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES O'ROURKE, IVAN D., 1914 Summer St., Eureka, Calif. PARKER, GRAFTON R., South Cle Elum, Wash. PARTELLO, THEODORE E., 721 Fifth Ave., E. Oakland, Calif. PICCHETTI, HECTOR J., 33 Santa Theresa St., San Jos6, Calif. PORTER, HOWARD S., 149 Elm St., Meriden, Conn. POTTER, LEW D. f 3819 Bagley Ave., Seattle, Wash. RICHARDS, EDWARD W., Bishop, Calif. RICHARDSON, RALPH E., Box 1361, Goldfield, Nevada. RYAN, JERRY E., 689 Northrup St., Portland, Ore. SANGWIN, FRED W. f 205 Arana St., Butte, Montana. SCARLETT, ASA L., Susiun, Calif. SCHOENE, CHARLIE A., Ritter, Ore. SHEFFIELD, OSCAR G. (Deceased), Rathdrum, Box 6, Idaho. SHEPPELMAN, CHARLES J., R. F. D. No. i, Cropsey, 111. SHERWOOD, FRANCIS A., Coupeville, Wash. SHERWOOD, HOWARD S., Nevada City, Calif. SLATER, BERT T., 23d and Aloha Ave., Seattle, Wash. SMITH, BERT R., Route J., Box 3270, Fresno, Calif. SNOW, ROBERT R., 207 E. Providence Ave., Spokane, Wash. STANSBERRY, GEORGE, Bridgeville, Humboldt County, Calif. (Continued) STARCK, WALTER H., 2230 Filbert St., San Francisco, Calif. STEWART, BRYAN G., Spanish Fork, Utah. STICE, CECIL, Rutherford, Calif. STONE, BERRY A., 2626 West 64th St., Seattle, Wash. STONE, COLUMBUS F., Mansfield, Arkansas. STONE, ROY D., Madill, Oklahoma. TAGTMEYER, WILLIAM F., Stover, Mo. TAIX, JOHN L., 1207 Morago St., San Francisco, Calif. TAYLOR, REYNOLDS, Nolan, Texas. WALL, SAM J., Mathis, Texas. WARNER, EZRA, Spanish Fork, Utah. WATERHOUSE, JOSEPH E., Waterville, Wash. WELLS, HARVEY L., Deeth, Nevada. WEST, CALVIN C., Box 92, Claremore, Okla. WHITE, PAUL A., Kent, Wash. WHITTEMORE, DORRIS R., Glendale, Ore. WILLIAMS, JAMES B., Sacramento, Calif. WYMAN, LEROY A., Oroville, Calif . ZEIGLER, RALPH E. f Box 185, Lone Pine, Calif. ZEMLICKA, ALPHONSE D., Ida, South Dakota. Machine Gun Company FIRST LIEUTENANTS THOMAS, WILLIAM H., GORDON, CLIFTON R., 2337 Eunice St., Berkeley, Calif. 500 Hayes St., San Francisco, Calif. KELLY, JAMES E., NORBERG, WALTER L., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 1019 North Central Ave., Chicago, 111. SECOND LIEUTENANTS BERGSTROM, BERNHARDT L., HOBBS, CHARLES F., El Monte, Los Angeles Co., Calif. 208 Clark St., Fresno, Calif. FIRST LIEUTENANT ATTACHED ARNOLD, CHARLES W., 2430 Grant St., Berkeley, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT BOGUE, THOMAS J., Soledad, Calif. MESS SERGEANT CARPENTIER, FLUVIE S., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. SUPPLY SERGEANT McLARNEY, PETER J., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. STABLE SERGEANT HAWKINS, JOSEPH R., Malad City, Idaho. SERGEANTS JANSEN, PETER J., HOPSON, OSCAR G., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. Popular Bluff, Mo. VAN SANT, AUGUST F., BUTTON, TOM, Sacramento, Calif. Pine Valley, Miss. ROGERS, JASPER C., ALLEN, FOREST C., 26 Wise St., Statesville, North Carolina. Maramec, Okla. KRZYKOWSKI, STANLEY J., WYLIE, SAMUEL H., Grand Rapids, Wis. U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. WOODS, VERTIS, THORNTON, WILLIAM S., Ft. Branch, Ind. ' Mebane, North Carolina. 339 340 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS GIBSON, ROSCOE S., Williamsfield, 111. BODOH, HARRY, Box 63, Ramsey, Mich. MURPHY, EMMET J., Jackson, Calif. HANSEN, ROY C., 1619 Woolsey St., Portland, Ore. SHOCK, CLYDE L., Yerington, Lyon Co., Nev. SMITH, LEO, c/o Camp No. 3, Northland, Mich. MCDONALD, WILLIAM E., 2420 F St., San Diego, Calif. ACKERMAN, EDWARD L., California, Missouri. STEELE, ALBERT, Ray, Arizona. KASH, OLIVER W., 1205 Va. Ave., Joplin, Missouri. MARSH, VICTOR W., 8th and Cedar Sts., San Diego, Calif. WILSON, LANGFORD R., 1515 Mapleton Ave., Boulder, Colo. POWER, ERNEST, Route No. 2, Yuma, Arizona. BROWN, ALBERT L., 1022 E. gth St., Owensboro, Ky. COOKS CARROLL, RICHARD E., FUTCH, JOHN L., Harrisburg, Ore. Tampa, Fla. KOEHLER, ARNOLD G., 1009 North Center St., Joliet, 111. BUGLERS WHIPPLE, CHARLES A., Jr., ist Cl., 611 N. Warren St., Helena, Mont. KOTTER, VICTOR M., Idaho Falls, Idaho, R. F. D. No. 4. MECHANICS CARPENTER, JOHN H., DONNELLY, LAUGHLIN, 363 S. Lemon St., Orange, Calif. 506 W. I45th St., New York, N. Y. McMAINS, SHUBLE L., Cannelton, Ind. HORSESHOER BOWMAN, EILER W., Boulder Creek, Santa Cruz Co., Calif. SADDLER LARSON, VICTOR A., c/o Carl Johnson, Colman, South Dak. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS ALLEN, ELLESWORTH L., Miles, Iowa. AMOS, HUBERT, 121 E. 6oth St., Los Angeles, Calif. CAMPBELL, GEORGE W., Virgil, Kansas. DAVIS, CECIL T., Latah, Wash. DIMOCK, GEDDES O., 1610 Brush St., Oakland, Calif. EKKER, MARTIN, Mammoth, Juab Co., Utah. FARRIS, ROBERT N., R. F. D. No. 3, Lancaster, Mo. HEASMAN, CLARENCE C., 816 Third St., Eureka, Calif. HELME, JOHN C. W., 245 E. 4th St., Long Beach, Calif. HENNIGH, ROY G., 236 W. So. Temple St., Salt Lake City, Utah. HILL, OSCAR E., Cosur d'Alene, Idaho. HOSKEN, ALBERT, Roy, Mont. HURLER, CLARENCE A., R. F. D. No. 3, Sandy, Utah. Machine Gun Company PRIVATES FIRST JOHNE, FRANK, Colton, Whitman County, Wash. KEELER, FRANK H., Grangeville, Ida. KING, CHARLES G., Entiat, Wash. KNIES, ARTHUR, 4800 N. I3th St., Logan, Philadelphia, Penn. LARGENT, ROY E., Colfax, Washington. LERIE, LOUIS M., Elizabeth, Penn. LIVINGSTON, CHARLES W., 1282 W. 29th St., Los Angeles, Calif. LOPRESTI, ANTHONY F., 842 Waller St., San Francisco, Calif. MICHAEL, LOY A., 1317 N. 22nd St., Boise, Idaho. MILLER, WILLIAM H., Gilroy, Calif. MONROE, CLINTON C., 2109 E St., Eureka, Calif. O'HARE, CORNELIUS, Inspiration P. O., Miami, Ariz. O'LEARY, CERYL V., 437 S. Crystal St., Butte, Mont. PARSONS, GERNNARD A., 904 N. Harrison Ave., Pocatello, Idaho. PATTERSON, WILLIAM, Payette, Ida. CLASS (Continued) PENNINGTON, EARL L., R. F. D. No. 4, Clinton, 111. PEW, WILLIE L., U. S. A., care of A. G. O., Watseka, 111. POWERS, JESSE L., 314 Knoblock, Stillwater, Okla. REED, GEORGE A., Salida, Colo. SEAMANS, HOWARD L., 904 S. Grand Ave., Bozeman, Mont. SELF, EDWARD J., Camas, Wash. SIMPSON, NATHAN C., Thomas, Okla. SMITH, MERRILL, Winona, Ida. SPROUL, FRED C., 1911 Evans St., Cheyenne, Wyo. STEWART, JOHN W., New Albany, Miss. THOMAS, HOWARD G., R. F. D. No. I, Ceres, Calif. TUCHEL, BERT, Minier, 111. UTECH, HERBERT C. A., Terry, Mont. VITEK, JOSEPH, 5101 S. Hermitage Ave., Chicago, 111. WELTER, JOHN, Lockport, 111. WILLIAMS, RUFUS F., 550 Arroyo Drive, Pasadena, Calif. PRIVATES ANDERSON, CHARLES F., Box 44, Woodland, Ida. ARMSTRONG, ROBERT M., 339 N. Vermont Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. BAKER, GEORGE W., Sacramento, Calif. BEESON, GEORGE, Moab, Utah. BONNER, ERNEST L., Ticknor, Arkansas. BOYER, BASIL, R. F. D. No. I, Box 19, Kalama.Wash. BROWN, DANIEL B., Alford, Fla. BUTLER, RISSEL F., Tyndall, South Dak. CALVIN, AARON R., Box 252, Clarkston, Wash. CLAWSON, JAMES W., Hall, Mont. COOK, JAMES H., Driftwood, Okla. CORNWALL, CHARLES M., Rupert, Ida. COX, WILLIAM N., c/o C. B. & Q. R. R., Mullen, Neb. CROW, MERVYN K., Crows Landing, Calif. DOERR, EDMUND G., P. O. Box 217, Malta, Mont. EDMUND, HERBERT E., 432 5th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 342 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES FAGNANT, ARTHUR J., Lava Hot Springs, Ida. FITCH, CHARLES H., Gridey, Butte Co., Calif. FOSTER, FRED K., Driftwood, Okla. FOUNTAIN, RALPH W., R. F. D. No. 2, Meridian, Ida. FRANKLIN, RUBEN C., P. O. Box 1638, Spokane, Wash. FRELLICK, RUFUS G., Fairland, Okla. FRENCH, HOWARD A., Worthing, South Dakota. GENTRY, AVERY A., Cottonwood, Ida. GODDARD, LEO W., c/o R. L. McCormick, Lewiston, Ida. GOSS, RALPH T., 467 E. 50th St., Portland, Ore. GROSS, THOMAS M., Carthage, Miss. HADMAN, WILBUR F., Gen. Del., Spokane, Wash. HALL, FAY W., Eagle, Ida. HAM, WEBBER J., 20 W. Iowa St., Denver, Colo. HARE, CHARLES M., Hill City, South Dakota. HARRIS, JOSEPH F., Arroyo Grande, Calif. HEAD, ELMER E., 1277 64th St., Oakland, Calif. HOLT, JOHN W., Spanish Fork, Utah. HOUSTON, THOMAS, Pilot Rock, Ore. HUDLOW, RAY, R. F. D. No. 2, Box 28, Spokane, Wash. HUGHES, FRANCIS T., Torrington, Wyo. ISBESTER, HERMAN W., 308 W. I3th St., Pueblo, Colo. JENKINS, FRED., Clarkston, Wash. JOHNSON, ROY A., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 79, Ethan, South Dakota. KADINGER, FRANK N., Hartford, South Dakota. (Continued) KELLNER, JOHN J., 415 N. 3rd Ave., Tucson, Ariz. KENNER, ROBERT H., Goldburg, Ida. KROHN, CHRISTIAN P. W., R. F. D. No. I, Box 264, Petaluma, Calif. LAMP, RAYMOND H., Walnut Creek, Calif. LEMA, ANTONE, Bay St., Santa Cruz, Calif. LLEWELLYN, CHARLES C., Concord, Tenn. MANGUM, BRYAN E., 445 N. 5th W. St., Provo, Utah. MARSHALL, HARLEY L., Hudson, South Dakota. McCOTTER, JAMES M., Hartford, Mich. MCDONALD, CLYDE s., Vernonia, Ore. McFARLAND, JOHN D., Stent, Calif. McWHIRTER, HUGH, Cannon City, Colo. MIELKE, WILLIE C., Cameron, Ida. NEWBURY, RAY E., Prichard, Ida. NORTON, CLAYTON, Pierre, South Dakota. OLIVER, WILLIE C., Piney Flats, Tenn. OLSON, ELMER C., 135 St. Ann's Ave., Bronx, New York, N. Y. PEART, RUSSEL L., 256 Steele St., Toledo, Ohio. PUGH, GUY H., Peach, Wash. RAMSEY, MOODY, Lake City, Colo. REEVES, CLINTON, Riggins, Ida. ROSS, ERNEST A., La Junta, Colo. SALENIS, ANDROS D., Pinole, Calif. SAMUELSON, ALFRED A., c/o National Film Corp. of America, Los Angeles, Calif. Machine Gun Company 343 PRIVATES SCHAFER, LESLIE W., Nezperce, Ida. SCHAHL, FREDRICK G., R. R. No. 5, Lincoln, 111. SCOTT, BEN, Westport, Wash. SCOTT, PHILIPS L., Fresno, Calif. SILVER, CHARLES M., 2213 E. First St., Seattle, Wash. SIMON, EARLE M., Cherokee, Alfalfa County, Okla. SPANNUTH, OTTO E., Wisdom, Mont. SPITZNAGEL, HAROLD T., 226 S. Philip Ave., Sioux Falls, South Dakota. SPRINGER, ALONZO E., Nunn, Colo. STILLWELL, HIRAM C., Glen Blair, Mendocino Co., Calif. STRANDBERG, ARTHUR F., Motor A., Div. 2, Box 195, Turlock, Calif. (Continued) STRAIGHT, BENJAMIN P., R. F. D. No. 4, Box 701, Sacra., Calif. STROHM, WALTER E., Calipatria, Calif. STROUD, HERBERT E., Filer, Ida. STUART, JOHN C., 2722 Normandie Ave., Los Angeles, Cal. SUMMERS, LELAND, 135 S. 4th St., Missoula, Mont. VESSELS, JAY R., c/o The Press, Sioux Falls, South Dak. VOLZ, FRANK P., 625 W. Broadway, Anaheim, Calif. WANN, LEO H., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 6, Grangeville, Ida. WASKO, ARTHUR L., Gifford, Ida. WEBBER, JOSEPH B., Nemo, South Dak. WILCOX, GEORGE, Holyoke, Colo. WRIGHT, JAMES M., Council Hill, Oklahoma. Supply Company CAPTAIN SARGENT, CHARLES R., 57 Hartnell St., Monterey, Calif. FIRST LIEUTENANTS PRICE, EDWARD W. f BOYLE, CHARLES, 3940 So. Acoma St., Englewood, Colo. 853 West 63d St., Chicago, 111. SECOND LIEUTENANTS BEAUCHAMP, GEORGE G., ROSE, ALLAN P., Bixby, Oklahoma. 1929 Eighty-first St., Oakland, Calif. TRAYLOR, MAKLEN L., 2099 Emerson St., Denver, Colo. REG. SUP. SERGEANTS MULHALL, MICHAEL, WOOSLEY, WILLIAM, 2128 Lexington Ave., New York City, Presidio of San Francisco, Calif. N. Y. WYATT, FRANK, 562^ Decatur St., Atlanta, Georgia. FIRST SERGEANT ARCHIBALD, ELLWOOD N., Dartville, Colchester Co., Nova Scotia. MESS SERGEANT MILLER, JOSEPH F., Kuna, Idaho. SUPPLY SERGEANTS BARRON, EARL W., HILL, GROVER, Calwa, Fresno Co., Calif. Paintrock, Alabama. HADLEY, EDWARD E., KRISTOFERSON, AUGUST C., Ontario, R. F. D. No. 189 A, Calif. 3710 Highlane, Seattle, Wash. STABLE SERGEANT HUGHES, JAMES W., Rusk, R. F. D. No. i, North Carolina. SERGEANTS EDWARDS, LIDDLE E. f SACKEY, JOHN, 1014 K St., Modesto, Calif. 311 Montgomery St., San Jos6, Calif. EVERETT HARRY O., CONNOLLY, JAMES J., 228 W. i6th St., New York City, N. Y. 2136 Madison Ave., Kansas City, Me. 344 Supply Company 345 CORPORALS BOZELL, CHARLES R., Route 4, Kempton, Indiana. FISH, DAVID D., Clyde, North Carolina. HALEY, WILFORD L., Cobden, Illinois. JOHNSON, TOM, R. F. D. i, Box no, Long Beach, Calif., c/o H. Bell. MACKEY, MARSHALL P., 91 1 Boyer St., Richmond, Indiana. COOKS BAARSTAD, ELMER J., Ballard, Washington. GAJEWSKI, JOHN D., 2338 California St., San Francisco, Calif. McCLURE, EARL C., Winnemucca, Nevada. MCLENNAN, DONALD j., Gen. Del., San Francisco, Calif. SHEVLIN, FREDERICK L., Grass Valley, Calif. VELIE, EARLE W., 1 12 Tonnelle Ave., Jersey City, N. J. WILLIAMS, ALBERT V., Route 4, Adrian, Missouri. * HORSESHOERS MOORE, FREDERICK A., PEDROTTA, LOUIS, Box 92, Lone Pine, Calif. Cayucos, California. NOBLES, HARRY A., PUTNAM, BERT, Bishop, Inyo Co., Calif. 37 West I2th St., Jamestown, N. Y. WOODARD, CLYDE H., Widtsoe, Utah. MECHANICS ANDERSON, ELLIS L., R. F. D . No. i, Major, Virginia. DELIMAN, PAUL, Nogales, Arizona. O'MAHONY, FRANK, Burnt Fork, Wyoming. ROOT, BENJAMIN R., Bryson, Monterey Co., Calif. SADDLER McKENZIE, ROWLAND P., Monticello, Napa Co., Calif. WAGONERS AGEE, ROY L., 1215 Roosevelt Ave., Stockton, Calif. BACKER, EDMUND, Vineburg, Calif. BARRINGTON, WILLIAM E., King City, Calif. BASCOM, FRANK, Box 521, San Francisco, Calif. BEATON, ALEXANDER L., Box 35, Mold, Washington. BERTATTA, ANTONE, Douglas Flat, Calaveras Co., Calif. BIANCHI, LINO, Cayucos, Calif. BINO, JOSEPH, Shelburn, Oregon. BISHOP, GEORGE S., 1 122 Pinem St., San Francisco, Calif. BLACK, TOM, Gen. Del., Sacramento, Calif. BLOOM, HAROLD B., Box 474, Watsonville, Calif. BROWN, JOSEPH D., R.F.D. No. 4, Box 75, Watsonville, Cal. BRUNE, ALFRED J., 1 8 North Church St., Salinas, Calif. BRYANT, WALTER P., R. F. D. No. 2, Bellingham, Wash. BUNCH, BERT E., Union Post Office, Calif. BUNKER, CLARENCE S., 7348 25th Ave., N. W., Seattle, Wash. CANAPA, DOMENICO M., Box 65, Forestville, Sonoma Co., Calif. CERNY, GEORGE, R. F. D., Box 25, Odessa, Wash. 346 Twelfth U. S. Infantry WAGONERS (Continued) CHRISTENSEN, CHRISTOPHER A., Box 341, Paso Robles, Calif. CLARK, ROBERT L., Toppenish, Wash., c/o Olive B. Sharp. COMPAS, JOE, 501 Ninth St., Bakersfield, Calif. CURTIS, ROY C., 2326 Fourteenth Ave., So. Seattle, Wash. DEFREECE, JOSEPH, Wilbur, Wash. DOLAN, FRANK J., Box 74, Castorville, Calif. DOWNES, JOSEPH M., 914 North 6th St., St. Joseph, Mo. EBERT, HENRY R., Charleston, Wash. EDWARDS, GEORGE W., Box 219, Salem, Oregon. FARRINGTON, HOWARD C., Chalfont, Calif. FILLIPPINI, GEORGE, Davenport, Santa Cruz Co., Calif. FRIED, WATSON M. f Davis, Calif. GOLDEN, LLOYD, 209 W. Sumach St., Walla Walla, Wash. GOSSETT, ROBERT B., R. F. D. No. 3, Central City, Ky. HARDENBURGH, WILLIAM E., Cholame, San Luis Obispo Co., Calif. HARNED, CARL S., Gen. Del., Seattle, Wash. HAYES, DESTON L., Zamora, Yolo Co., Calif. HEATHER, NICHOLAS, Box 517, R.F.D. No. 2, Santa Rosa, Cal. HENDERSON, ENOS, c/o Ben Cook, Stevensville, Montana. HILL, HOWARD, c/o Mrs. E. C. Bales, R. F. D. No. i, Red Key, Indiana. HOBBS, JASPER R., Arroyo Grande, Calif. HOTCHKO, JOE, Jessup, Pa. HOWARD, ELLIS L., Brentwood, Calif. ISIDORO, FRANK, San Gregorio, Calif. JOHNSON, AXEL W., R. F. D. No. i, Box 213, Turlock, Calif. KALAR, CHARLES R., San Miguel, Calif. KANE, THOMAS, Bloomfield, Calif. KILLEEN, EARL C., 605 Lenora St., Seattle, Wash. LAWHORN, ANDREW, R. F. D. No. i, Box 30, Hulbert, Okla. LESTER, PARIS M., 1444 Edgewood Ave., Knoxville, Tenn. LILES, JIM F., Mesquite, Texas. LORANGER, ISADORE, R. F. D. No. 2, Winters, Calif . LYLE, HUGH A., 218 S. Hudson St., Oklahoma City, Okla. MARCH, BYRON D., Millville, Shasta Co., Calif. MARSH, WILLIAM L., R. F. D. No. 4, Nampa, Idaho. McKEAN, PAUL L., c/o Miss K. E. McKean, 646 O 'Parrel St., San Francisco, Calif. McKINNON, WILBERT H., 218 Washington St., Red Bluff, Calif. McMILLEN, EARL R., P. O. Box 444, Oxnard, Calif. MEDEIROS, MANUEL, 356 Seventh St., Hollister, Calif. MENDOSA, FRANK P., Box 153, Milpitas Rd., San Jose^ Calif. MEYERS, EDDIE, 4720 Calumet Ave., Chicago, 111. MOODY, FRED F., R. F. D. No. 2, Winters, Calif. NAPOLITANO, PAUL, Box 393, Route " A, " San Jose, Calif. NOIA, FERDINAND, Danville, Calif . ORTEGA, MIGUEL, 212 Olive St., Ventura, Calif. PAULA, FRANK M., Route i, Box 292, Petaluma, Calif. PEREIRA, JOSEPH, R. R. i, Box 123, 34th St., San Jos, Cal. PERRY, ERNEST J., 192 Shortridge Ave., San Jos6, Calif. ROSE, JOE P., Box ii, Mount Hamilton Rd., San Jose", Calif. SCHULZE, NICHOLAS C., c/o O'Connell Bros., San Jose 1 , Calif. SHARP, PHILANDER M., Woodland, Yolo Co., Calif. Supply Company WAGONERS SHEPARD, ELMER M., 909 I4th Ave., South, Nampa, Idaho. SMITH, HARRY W., no South 1 4th St., Tacoma, Wash. SNODGRASS, ALVA D., c/o Gladys Worman, Nespelen, Wash. STEERS, CARYLL U., c/o J. K. P. Elsea, Center, Mo. STOUT, JOHN H., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 100, Wagoner, Okla. STOUT, WILLIAM H., North Muskogee, Okla. SUNKEL, LOUIS G., Harrison, Idaho. WRIGHT, WILLIAM M. (Continued) THOMPSON, CHARLES, 501 Main St., Petaluma, Calif. URBEN, WALTER, R. F. D. No. I, Box 21, San Luis Obispo, Calif. VINEY, MARION L., Napa, Napa Co., Calif. WALKER, HARRY E., 114 Park Ave., Oak Grove, Monterey Co., Calif. WALDRIP, KAY A., Port Angeles, Wash. WELCH, WARREN, Gen. Del., Seattle, Wash. , Davis, Yolo Co., Calif. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BURGESS, THOMAS J., 269 Green St., Albany, N. Y. INGLIN, GUS, Grafton, Calif. MLEZIVA, MARTIN J. Snohomish, Wash. PERRY, MARTIN, 6530 I9th Ave., N. W., Ballard Sta., Seattle, Wash. SMITH, EDWARD, Thacker, West Virginia. SNOW, SHADRACH E., Parma, Idaho. PRIVATES BAKER, JACK D., Cummings, Calif. BELLA, GIOVANNI, 96 Garfield St., Santa Cruz, Calif. BERNAL, JOHN B., 74 Edwards Ave., San Jos6, Calif. BRINK, THEODORE, Forest Lake, Minnesota. BROWN, EDWARD E., R. F. D. No. 3, Box 85, Coweta, Okla. BROWN, JOHN C., Camden, Missouri. BRYANT, MARK A., R. F. D. No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. CHILDERS, BEN T., R. F. D. No. i, Box 54, Coweta, Okla. FJELLANGER, JOHN J., Harrington, Wash. GILBERT, HENRY, Gen. Del., Portland, Ore. HAGUE, EINER, 1003 Pine St., Seattle, Wash. HUNT, MARK L., Buffalo, Mo. JOHNSON, GEORGE E. f 1013 Kearney St., Atchison, Kansas, c/o Mrs. Luther Dickerson. KRUEGER, HENRY C. f Pattway, Calif., via Maricopa. LOGAN, JOE B., Englewood Ave., Englewood, N. J. McDERMOTT, JOHN P., 1154 Folsom St., San Francisco, Calif. McKEE, JAMES, c/o John McKee, 357 54th St., Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, N. Y. NORMAN, CHESTER F., Stigler, Oklahoma. OLSEN, EDGAR, R. F. D. No. 3, Ferndale, Wash. OLSEN, FRED, Hadlock, Wash. O'NEAL, JOHN S., Beaumont, Texas. PACKER, WALTER L., 420 East Cherry St., Nevada, Mo. PROKES, JOE, 4744 South Ada St., Chicago, 111. 34 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) RICKS, WESLEY, SPINELLI, JOSEPH, Rexburg, Idaho. 2314 E. Heartson Ave., Spokane, Wash. WESTPHAL, JOSEPH H., 155 Montgomery St., San Jose, Calif. Ordnance Detachment ORDNANCE SERGEANT ARBUCKLE, ORLO W., Cassville, Missouri. CORPORAL LILLY, DEWITT T., Norwood, North Carolina. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS KURPIERS, JOHN, WHITE, HARRY H., 8468 Commercial Ave., Chicago, 111. 621 Thirtieth St., Newport News, Va. PRIVATES CLARKE, GEORGE W., HOBBS, HUBERT M., 325 So. School St., Fayetteville, Ark. Wiwa Hill, Sasketchewan, Canada. GLENNON, JAMES T., STEVENS, WALTER D., ill James St., New Haven, Conn. Gen. Del., Elizabeth, Indiana. Medical Detachment MAJOR M. c. PASCO, JAMES D., P. & O. Steamship Co., Jacksonville, Florida. CAPTAIN M. C. MUNGER, ARTHUR L., PETERSEN, RALPH W., 344 Fulton St., Palo Alto, Calif. 2147 Caton St., Chicago, 111. FIRST LIEUTENANTS M. C. PAVY, ALBERT B., SCHMIDT, RUDOLPH E., Opelousas, Louisiana. 847 Bryant St., Palo Alto, Calif. ALLEN, CHARLES H., Odessa, Mo. FIRST LIEUTENANTS D. C. GILBRIDE, RODERICK F., BURGESS, JOHN P., Mill Valley, Calif. 518 Battier St., Manhattan, Kansas. CURRY, RAY D., STONE, FAY G., 301 Walnut St., S.E., Minneapolis, Minn. Denair, Calif. SERGEANTS FIRST CLASS CUNNINGHAM, HANES H., GORHAM, HENRY M., St. John, Washington. 996 Mission St., San ]os6, Calif. SERGEANTS HART, ARTHUR R., RANDALL, ARTHUR E., Main St., Ilo, Idaho. 13 North Stone Ave., Tucson, Arizona. HART, WALTER W. f STALKER, KEITH E., 1614 Van Buren St., Oregon City, Ore. Rudd, Iowa. POOLER, RAYMOND V., WARD, FREDERICK A., Bridgeport, Nebraska. 771 Fifth Ave., San Bernardino, Calif. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BINGAMAN, LESLIE R., DEAN, ROY B., Gonzales, Calif. Las Animas, Colorado. BROWN, CLEMENTS W., FARRAR, WILLIAM, Clements, California. 291 24th Ave., San Francisco, Calif. CALDWELL, LORRIN L., GAHLSDORF, FREDERICK, Meridian, Idaho. 135 North Liberty St., Salem, Ore. DALVE, HENRY C., GANZERT, FREDERIC W., Woodside, California. Route 3, Box 528, Santa Rosa, Calif. 349 350 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES FIRST CLASS (Continued) GOULDING, JOSEPH H., 3157 Jackson St., San Francisco, Calif. HANSBY, EDWARD V. J., Hilton, Calif. LIVINGSTON, EWART, North, S. C. AHERN, GEORGE R., 414 N. Lincoln St., Aberdeen, S. D. BISHOP, WILLIAM, Anaheim, California. BURNS, ROBERT, 8nK W. 40th Place, Los Angeles, Calif. CHRISTENSEN, ELERY, Box 141, Redmond, Utah. CONNOLLY, FRANK W., 3740 Grove St., Oakland, Calif. DIETRICK, CHARLES S., 309 East 7th St., Okmulgee, Okla. DRINVILLE, EUGENE J., Philipsburg, Montana. ELLERSICK, WILLIAM H., 901 W. Montgomery St.,Spokane,Wash. FOSTER, CHARLES A., 227 East nth St., Los Angeles, Calif. FULWIDER, WILLIAM S., 1442 Fernside Blvd., Alameda, Calif. GARRY, CHARLES J., 161 Buchanan St., San Francisco, Calif. GILROY, HARVEY A., Oregon City, Oregon. HARDEE, RULON, Huntington, Utah. JETER, RASTUS J., Springfield, Miss. KEY, CARL B., Rutledge, Tenn. PARSONS, CHARLES W., 1429 Grove St., Oakland, Calif. PLECQ, EUGENE H., 3020 West St., Oakland, Calif. WHITEHEAD, FINIS H., Martin, Tenn. KITZMILLER, RALPH, Anchorage, Alaska. LYONS, EDWARD E., 225 Sixth St., San Francisco, Calif. McCONVILLE, JOHN P., Wilburton, Okla. MONTGOMERY, ARTHUR L., Eureka, Calif. MUCKJIAN, HARRY S., 352 Van Ness Ave., Fresno, Calif. SCACE, GUY G., Tenino, Wash. SHEA, FRED E., 3315 Pacific Ave., Tacoma, Wash. SNYDER, DAVID P., Madison, Calif. STONE, NAFTAL, 3445 West I3th Place, Chicago, 111. THORNTON, ROLLO, Pleasant Grove, Utah. TORELL, MILTON E., Cambridge, Minn. VENTER, JOHN G., Afton, Wyo. WAGER, FRANK J., 553 McLoughlin Ave., Portland, Ore. WASELL, OLOF W., 1716 West 64th St., Seattle, Wash. WINJUM, ODEAN A., Willow Lake, S. D. Company "A" CAPTAIN HARDY, REX G., 725 So. Union Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. FIRST LIEUTENANTS ROSS, LESLIE N., Portland, Ore. BERANEK, EDWARD, 1190 Forest Ave., Cleveland, Ohio. SECOND LIEUTENANTS SCHWARTZ, FRANK CARL, U. S. A.,c/oA. G. O. STEWART, JOHN S., 3453 East 6th St., Los Angeles, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT MARKLE, FRANK D., 728 Seventy-third Ave., Oakland, Calif. SERGEANTS BLACK, JAMES R., McKeen, 111. BOWLER, PATRICK J., 329 Miller Ave., South San Francisco, Calif. FITZGERALD, FRANK, Brooklyn, N. Y. HEATON, DAVID W., Whittier, Calif. JOHNSON, WILLIAM A., 4733 35*h St., San Diego, Calif. LONG, RALPH M., Sheridan, Calif. MILLER, FRANK, Oshkosh, Wisconsin. MOORE, PETER J., 2123 Third Ave., Altoona, Penn. MORGAN, WALTER G., R. F. D. No. 6, Box 170, Bakersfield, Calif. NEZGODA, JACOB, 2434 So. Whipple St., Chicago, 111. RODGERS, ERNEST C., Merced, Calif. SNYDER, FRED D., Olympia, Washington. SUMMEY, GEORGE E., 2191 Everett St., San Diego, Calif. WALSH, HARRY T., 1427 So. 8th St., Springfield, 111. CORPORALS BOOT, CHARLES G., 1816 Mulberry St., Alameda, Calif. BRAGDON, WALTER W., 2712 N. loth St., Tacoma, Wash. CALDWELL, BENJAMIN P., Batons, Idaho. CUMMINGS, CLARENCE, 1387 Stratford Ave. , Salt Lake City,Utah. DIGGS, JOSEPH E., Madill, Okla. DWYER, JOHN E., 423 Taft St., Okmulgee, Okla. FARMER, EARL E., 362 E. So. Main St., Blackfoot, Idaho. FELTON, BASIL, 3224 Portland Ave., Tacoma, Wash. FLETCHER, EDWARD L., Midvale, Idaho. GRANT, EARL, Condon, Oregon. 351 352 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS (Continued) HAASE, DAVID H., R. F. D. No. 2, Gorrie, Ontario, Can. HAIRSTON, THOMAS R., 313 N. lOthSt., Santa Paula, Calif. KITE, WILLIAM H., 409 W. Main St., Santa Maria, Calif. JONES, ELMER M., Weiser, Idaho. LADD, HARRY H., Phoenix, Ariz. LAUGHLIN, JOHN H., 1709 Q St., Sacramento, Calif. LIKOWSKI, JOSEPH H., Council Hill, Okla. LIONBERGER, LELAND A., Payette, Idaho. LONG, GEORGE W., 115 So. 4th St., Muskogee, Okla. LUNDY, HARRY A., Homedale, Idaho. PAIGE, CLYDE A., Park Lodge, Pomona, Calif. ROSLOW, JOHN, Vallejo, Calif. SCHELL, JACOB, Warden, Wash. SEE, MERL E., R. F. D. No. 3, Boise", Idaho. WAGNER, FRANK A., R. F. D. No. 4, Snohomish, Wash. WESTFALL, PERRY K., 811^ E. Howell St., Seattle, Wash. WOODWARD, JESSE W., 8th & Lincoln Sts., Port Angeles, Wash. WRIGHT, JOSEPH H., 89th St. & Woodland Park Ave., Seattle, Washington. COOKS COUGILL, CHARLES B., Cougill Hotel, Portland, Ind. GUERRY, BENTON L., Mill Creek, Okla. ADAMS, JAMES, Roslyn, Wash. HANDLEY, PERRY L., San Juan Capistrano, Calif. RODRIGUEZ, DANIEL T., 218 Second St., Watsonville, Calif. HARDIN, CHARLES R., Fruitland, Idaho. QUINN, PHILIP, 1416 Locust St., Long Beach, Calif. MECHANICS PEARSE, JOHN W., 819 Sixteenth St., Bellingham, Wash. WELSH, ROBERT, Ronald, Wash. BUGLERS WEAVER, FLOYD J., 3930 Hudson St., Seattle, Wash. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BENGTSON, LESTER J. A., Monroe, Wash. BLAVET, JOSEPH, 1422 W. 47th St., Seattle, Wash. BOWDEN, JOSIAH, 7 Second St., Roslyn, Wash. BROKAW, HENRY L., 2015 James St., Bellingham, Wash. COLLINS, ENOCH E., Niota, Tenn. CRAWFORD, CLARENCE O., Casa Loma Apts., Pasadena, Calif. ENOS, JOHN J., 1023 Snyder Ave., West Berkeley, Calif. GARRISON, GUY G., 1902 Tenth Ave., N. Seattle, Wash. GILLETTE, HOWARD T., Oketo, Kansas. HARRELL, BRYAN, 448 N. i6th St., Murphysboro, 111. HARTER, ERNEST J., 2107 So. I2th St., Tacoma, Wash. HEINLEY, FLOYD E., Palisades, Colorado. JENNINGS, SULLIVAN R., Douglas, Ariz. LAMARE, CLARENCE j., 1411 nth Ave., Seattle, Wash. Company "A" 353 PRIVATES FIRST CLASS (Continued) LEONARD, ROY H., LIFE, RALPH, 1712 W. North St., Bellingham, Wash. West York, 111. LEWIS, MELL, PERSONETT, PAUL H., Pawhuska, Oklahoma. 4523 Lucille St., Seattle, Wash. PRIVATES ADAMS, LUTHER J., Walnut Cove, N. C. ANDERSON, ED. J. 806 East Court St., Weiser, Idaho. ANDERSON, LOUIS O., Council, Idaho. ARMSTRONG, FRED, McCurtain, Oklahoma. ATTEBERY, HENRY, Route No. 2, Weiser, Idaho. AYER, FORREST W., Flagstaff, Ariz. BACIGLEIRO, JOSEPH, 603 Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. BAGLEY, ARTHUR G., 559 E. 32nd St., Los Angeles, Calif. BAKER, HAROLD J., 4015 Elston Ave., Chicago, 111. BAKER, HENRY C., 415 Gowe St., Kent, Wash. BALLENTINE, FINIS D., Monroe, Wash. BARKER, ALFRED M., Elba, Idaho. BARLOW, LOUIS S., Rudy, Ark., BATTEN, EDWARD H., Port Blakely, Washington. BERG, GEORGE R., 514 5th Ave., Seattle, Wash. BERG, HARRY O., Glyndon, Minn. BETTS, STEPHEN A., Wetumka, Okla. BIGELOW, HAL D., Edmonds, Wash. BIRD, OWEN A., Payette, Idaho. BONTZ, LEROY E., Glasford, 111. BOTTGER, NORMAN G., 909 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. BRESKO, JOHN, Cle Elum, Wash. BROWN, ARTHUR, Fredericktown, Mo. 23 BROWN, ARTHUR P., 3217 Berteau Ave., Chicago, 111. BROWN, ROBERT E., 5404 38th Ave., S. E. Portland, Oregon. BUCK, RALPH E., Cambridge, Idaho. BURROWES, JAMES L., Sequim, Wash. BUTSON, CHARLEY T.. Toroda, Wash. CARNATHAN, CLARK, Speer, Okla. CAROLA, ANTONIO, Pocatello, Idaho. CHITWOOD, MEIRL, Antlers, Okla. CHURCHILL, NORMAN E., Jr. 1528 i8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. CLARK, FRED, 2 35 55th Ave., Oakland, Calif. COATES, EARL J., French, Idaho. COATES, GEORGE B., French, Idaho. COLE, ALBERT E., Porum, Oklahoma. COMBS, WILBUR L., 35 Custer Ave., Billings, Montana. COX, JOEL J., Idabell, Okla. COX, WILLIAM J. B., Cambridge, Idaho. CRANDALL, PAUL D., Washington, D. C. GRIM, HARVEY L., Weiser, Idaho. CULLISON, JESSE D., Idaho City, Idaho. DAHLINGER, WALTER J., Detroit, Mich. DALKE, ARTHUR E., Dubois, Idaho. DAUPHIN Y, JOHN E., 312 Central Ave., Bellingham, Wash. DAVIDSON, GEORGE W., Okanogan, Wash. 354 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES DAVIS, WILLIAM A., Auburn, Wash. DEMOU, PETER, 618 University St., Seattle, Wash. DESPAIN, LESTER L., Shoshone, Idaho. DEVAUGHN, ROBERT, Los Angeles, Calif. DICKERSON, ERNEST C., Litchfield, Neb. DIGGS, CHARLES W., Madill, Okla. DINUCCI, HENRY, Forestville, Calif. DORCY, JAMES P., Shelton, Wash. DRAKOPULOS, GEORGE S., 401 1 4th Ave., S. E. Minneapolis, Minn. DUNCANSON, LLOYD L., 1002 E. 47th St., Tacoma, Wash. DUNNE, LAWRENCE P. Lehigh, Montana. EMERY, ARCHIE T., Wildhorse, Idaho. ENGLESON, EDWARD R., 933 Elm St., Beloit, Wisconsin. ENSIGN, CLAUDE P., Payette, Idaho. ESPELUND, ALBERT O., Poulsbo, Washington. EVANS, ALEXANDER, Midvale, Idaho. EZARD, MARK, Caledonia, N. Y. FARBER, RALPH B., Payette, Idaho. FARR, CLARENCE G., 714 Madison St., Seattle, Washington. FELDER, RUFFUS W., Dighton, Okla. FINALYSON, CHARLES S., 739 34-th Ave., Seattle, Wash. FINN, THOMAS E., 384 2nd St., San Francisco, Calif. FINNEY, EARL H., Weiser, Idaho. FISHER, BRYAN L., Eagle, Idaho. FISHER, CHARLIE M., Wendell, Idaho. FLETCHER, WILLIE, Gentry, Arkansas. FLIEGEL, EARL W., Weiser, Idaho. FORD, THOMAS A. L., Philadelphia, Miss. FORTIN, ALBERT A., Upton, Wyoming. FOSTER, ROBERT, 115 N. 26th St., Billings, Montana FRANK, JOSEPH, Billings, Montana. FRAZIER, ROBERT, Porum, Okla. FRONABERGER, ROBERT, Henryetta, Okla. GAY, HERSCHEL A., Hedgesville, Montana. GEITHMAN, FRED W., 4204 Sotin St., Tacoma, Wash. GOETZ, EDWARD A., 310 E. 4th St., Santa Ana, Calif. GOODWIN, JAMES E., Muskogee, Oklahoma. GRAY, ROLLAND J., E. 21 2nd Ave., Spokane, Wash. GREEN, EMMETT E., Cambridge, Idaho. GREEN, HENRY P., Braggs, Oklahoma. GREEN, WILLIAM R., Des Lars, North Dakota. GROSECLOSE, LESSE B., Julietta, Idaho. HALL, THOMAS J., 628 N. Griffin St., Okmulgee, Okla. HAMANN, HARRY W., New Buffalo, Mich. HAMILTON, EDGAR J., 143 Blewett St., Seattle, Wash. HANNAN, JOHN V. B., Cambridge, Idaho. HANSEN, HANS J., Thornton, Idaho. HANSTEN, FRITZ V., Bliss, Idaho. HARBUCK, JOHN W., Nelson, Oklahoma. HAW.T.EV, VERLEIGH C., Lc G'-.-v.i'ie, Oregon. HA'vV- :-.'. li, SYLVESTER K., Indian V :-.iicv, Idaho. HAWTHORNE, ROBERT, I .06 6th A\- . ^eattle, Wash. Company "A 355 PRIVATES HELM, NEWMAN L., Antlers, Okla. HEMNES, MAGNUS E., 310 Champion St., Bellingham, Wash. HEYNER, JUSTIN O., Snohomish, Wash. HICKS, WILLIAM J., 26 Bassett St., Albany, N. Y. HINTON, DAVID A., 1720 Hodges St., Lake Charles, La. HINTZ, EMIL, Nellita, Wash. HITCHCOCK, ALBERT P., 204 Mason St., Healdsburg, Calif. HOGUE, JOHN P., Nashoba, Okla. HOLT, ALBERT C., Dewar, Oklahoma. HOOD, WILLIAM E., Fillmore, California. HORTON, TIVAS H., Fairview, Virginia. HOWARD, BENJAMIN H., Spiro, Oklahoma. HUCK, ANTHONY C., Lamona, Wash. HULL, WILLIAM P., Burley, Idaho. JOHNSON, EUGENE, Route No. 3, Box 15, Sheldon, Mo. JOHNSON, HANS R., Hollywood, Wash. JOHNSON, INER W., South Colby, Washington. JOHNSON, WILLIAM J., Warner, Oklahoma. JONES, JOHN E., Mold, Wash. JONES, JOHN P., Enumclaw, Wash. JONES, WILLIE, Chalker, Ga. KELLY, E. GLENN, Beggs, Okla. KESSLER, LEE, McCall, Idaho. KIRK, PERRYGON, Madill, Okla. KRUZIE, HARRY G., Arenzville, 111. LAIRD, JOE B., Madill, Okla. (Continued) LANWAY, THOMAS H., Kamish, Idaho. LAWS, JESSE B., 911 So. Grand Ave., Los Angeles, California. LEAL, JUAN, Coughran, Texas. LEE, JOHN, Clarksberg, Calif. LEWIS, HERMAN, Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. LILIOPOULOS, HERCULES, Seattle, Wash., P. O. Box 843. LISTON, FRED, Hingham, Montana. LLOYD, JOHN E., Jr., Parma, Idaho. LODGE, NORMAN C., Weiser, Idaho. LUCKIE, ROY E., Box 8 1 A, Metcalf, Ariz. McHALE, PATRICK C., 608 8th Ave., New York City. McINTIRE, HARRISON A., 837 N. Main St., Pocatello, Ida. MALZYCZKI, JOE, 211 Green St., Brooklyn, N. Y. MAY, WAN O., New Plymouth, Idaho. MERRITT, HARRY, Tuttle, Okla. MITCHELL, FRED D., Thompson, Idaho. MITCHELL, RAYMOND, 603 Raisina St., Fresno, Calif. MONTEITH, DAVID A., Weiser, Idaho. MOORE, Ed., Gillette, Wyo. MORGAN, CARL R., 911 W. Market St., Aberdeen, Wash. MORRISON, ARTHUR W., Miami, Florida. MORRISON, WILLIAM A., 205 N. I4th St., Bois, Idaho. PHILAGIOS, NICHOLAS, 155 W. 4th St., St. Paul, Minn. POPE, HUGO A., Ellensburg, Wash. ROBESON, FABY D., Buffalo Gap, Texas. 356 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) ROMERO, EUFRACIO, Talpa, N. M. RUNNER, ROBERT R., Bowling Green, Ky. SAITTA, JOHN, 266 Berry St., Brooklyn, N. Y. SALVADALENA, ARTHUR, Monroe, Wash. SANDERSON, JIM, Schamberville, Miss. SCHOLPP, ERNEST W., 1317 Marion St., Denver, Colo. SCHUSTER, DANIEL A., 1511 Boylston Ave., Seattle, Wash. SJOLUND, GUSTAF, 2113 25th St., Everett, Wash. SKINNER, RAY E., Evanston, Wyo. SMITH, DAVID A., Manette, Wash. SOHN, JOHN, Havillah, Wash. SOMERS, WILLIAM D., Okanogan, Wash. YOST, GEORGE STROUT, PAUL R., 527 Cascade St., Wenatchee, Wash. SWED, JOHN I., 2909 Nassau St., Everett, Wash. TARANTOLO, JULIANO, 716 So. 58th St., Tacoma, Wash. TAYLOR, GERALD P., 819 Chestnut St., Bellingham, Wash. THOMPSON, JUDGE M., Eoline, Alabama. TORSTENSON, CHRIS., Route 7, Box 1326, Seattle, Wash. TURNER, WALLER H., 814 Park Ave., Albany, N. Y. VALENZUELA, RICARDO, 123 W. 4th St., Tucson, Ariz. VESTAL, IRVING B., 228 Union Ave., Snohomish, Wash. WILLIS, WILLIAM C., Route No. I, Big Sandy, Texas. WOLPERS, OTTO, 3101 So. M St., Tacoma, Washington. WYRICK, WILLIAM W., Soper, Okla. W., Edmonds, Wash. Company " B" CAPTAIN PAUL H. BROWN, 175 Webster St., Palo Alto, Calif. FIRST LIEUTENANTS CLARK, WARNER, HOBBIE, RAYMOND S., 701 Santa Rosa Ave., Santa Rosa, Calif. 211 N. Rampart Blvd., Los Angeles, Calif. BOON, WALTER W., 6930 Forty-sixth Ave., S. E. Portland, Ore. SECOND LIEUTENANTS COUCH, JOHN D., 534 Forest Ave., Palo Alto, Calif. RICKER, JESSUM A., McKinley Ave., Sunnyvale, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT SMITH, FRANK H., 114 Ellsworth Ave., San Mateo, Calif. SUPPLY SERGEANT BUSTER, PEARL C., Elko, Nevada. MESS SERGEANT FLANAGAN, RALPH L., 1740 Ellis St., San Francisco, Calif. SERGEANTS BOITEUX, LOUIS A., 3028 Oregon St., Los Angeles, Calif. BRERETON, TIMOTHY G., Los Angeles, Calif. CLARK, HARVEY A., 325 Heller St., Redwood City, Calif. DARGE, CHARLES W., Chico, Calif. DODGE, ALLEN H., Cheyenne, Wyo. GIBSON, HERBERT, 509 Twelfth St., Modesto, Calif. GOODYEAR, HARRY A., 113 Market St., Sunbury, Pa. FITZELL, FRANK L., 1331 M St., Eureka, Calif. MAWSON, CHARLES A., Buffalo, New York. McCLEAN, JOSEPH, Fontana, Calif. PEKORZYNSKI, LEO E., 1055 N. Ashland Ave., Chicago, 111. TOGNERI, LEO, c/o Tarr Clothing Co., Hanford, Calif . CORPORALS ALEXANDER, WILLIAM M., Chico, Calif. BAUER, FREDERICK E., 611 Washington St., Bois, Idaho BERGER, FRED, Fellows, Calif. BETTS, GILBERT L., Route No. 3, Nampa, Idaho. 357 358 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS BLAYNEY, FRANK M., 413 Poplar Ave., Fresno, Calif. BROWN, CHARLES L., Hotel Lynn, San Francisco, Calif. BUCHANAN, WILSON F., Arling, Idaho. BUTTS, LAWRENCE, R. F. D. No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. CASEY, JAMES D., c/o S. P. Co., Clovis, Calif. CAVINESS, CHARLES E., Medina, Tenn. CAWDERY, JOSEPH H., Wilder, Idaho. COFFMAN, ALBERT L., R. No. 3, Nampa, Idaho. CROOK, HARLEY H., Caldwell, Idaho. GELDER, JOSEPH D., 1805 Alice St., Oakland, Calif. GILBERT, JOHN P., Route No. i, Merced, Calif. GOUVEIA, GEORGE E., Sunnyvale, Calif. GRANBERY, CHARLEY O., R. F. D. No. I, Box 323, Turlock, Calif. GRITTON, HOBART A., R. F. D. No. i, Parma, Idaho. HOOK, WILLIAM S., R. F. D. No. 4, Chico, Calif. HOWE, EDWARD L., P. O. Box 631, Astoria, Oregon. MARTIN, ALBERT, Rio Dell, Calif. MAYHEW, CLARENCE F., Nampa, Idaho. MORELAND, RAY T., 418 S. I2th St., Caldwell, Ida. OVENS, WILLIAM C., Shelby, Montana. PORTER, ELZIE E., 1563 S. Main St., Chico, Calif. RIDGEWAY, CHESTER R., R. F. D. No. 3, Salem, Oregon. RUTHERFORD, WALTER, Redding, Calif. SCOTT, WILLIAM, Adolphus, Ky. SPECHT, FRED W., Notus, Idaho. SMITH, GEORGE W., Route No. 4, Caldwell, Idaho. STEVENSON, WILLIAM W., Selma, Calif. VAUGHN, DICK, Chico, Calif. CASKEY, JOHN E., Lenox, Kentucky. COOKS DELEISSIGUES, EMANUEL G., *535 Johnson Ave., San Luis Obispo, Calif. GRAHAM, JOHN R., Hill City, Idaho. MECHANICS ARTELLAN, CHARLEY, 114 Oak Grove St., Monterey, Calif. PRESTON, JAMES M., R. F. D. No. 3, Box 48, Bakersfield, Calif. PROBERT, CLYDE, Chowchilla, Calif. SWEEM, HARRY J., 12 1 1 Myers St., Oroville, Calif. BUGLERS BOWBEER, EARL V., San Francisco, Calif. HORSLEY, WILLIE A., R. No. i, Trousdale, Oklahoma. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS ADAMS, CLINTON R., R. No. i, Caldwell, Idaho. ADKINS, JESS W., 921 6th St., Chico, Calif. BEAGLE, WAYNE E., Manton, Calif. BEISSEL, GUY H., 245 Madison St., Eugene, Ore. Company "B" 359 PRIVATES FIRST CLASS (Continued) BENNETT, LEO N., Nord, Calif. BENNETT, PERCY, Nord, Calif. BERNARD, WALTER E., Wilson, Idaho. BROWER, ARCHIE, R. F. D. No. 6, Box 95, Bakersfield, Calif. BYRN, GROVER C., 3134 Balch Ave., Fresno, Calif. CACY, MELVIN L., Box 82, Albion, Nebr. CARVER, ELLIS L., 217 9th Ave. N., Nampa, Idaho. CLINE, ROY H., 2415 Stanislaus St., Fresno, Calif. COFFMAN, ROY, Route No. 3, Nampa, Idaho. COOPER, ROY L., Johnstonville, Calif. COULSON, ROY M., Council, Idaho. CRAWFORD, JIM C., 720 N. 3d St., Fresno, Calif. CUNHA, ADOLPH, Chico, Calif. DODGE, HAROLD C., 310 Oak St., Clinton, Iowa. FRANCONY, ALBERT, 785 Maxwell St., Detroit, Mich. GORDY, OLIVER C., Oreana, Idaho. GROVES, ELTON, 1109 Cleveland St., Caldwell, Ida. HANSEN, HANS S., 1527 La Salle St., Fresno, Calif. HANSON, EDWIN C., 1926 Belmont Ave., Fresno, Calif. HAYS, MERL C., Boise", Idaho. HEIKKOLA, MATT E., McCall, Idaho. HOUSTON, HAROLD N., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 32, Corning, Calif. JACOBS, JOSEPH F., Durkee, Oregon. JAMERSON, DENVER C., Cottonwood, California. JIMERFIELD, DAN H., R. F. D. No. I, Waterloo, Oregon. JONES, RUSSELL, lola, Texas. LILES, CARL R., Caldwell, Idaho. LITTLE, GEORGE, Rockville, Oregon. LORENZEN, ELVIN K., Box 173, Dayton, Oregon. MOORE, ROY T., Route No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. NELSON, RAYMOND M., Mountain Home, Idaho. NEUMANN, FREDERICK M., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. PENNING, MARTIN A., Ravendale, Calif. PENOFFSKY, WALTER, 1314 W. McKelson St., Joliet, 111. POWELL, BEN H., Lebanon, Ore. REDFERN, FLOYD E., Dos Palos, Calif. RICH, WALTER, 229 N. Martinson St., StationA, Wichita, Eras. ROGERS, WALTER, Caldwell, Idaho. ROLF, DEO H., Harrisburg, Oregon. ROSS, FRANKLIN J., 919 Denver St., Caldwell, Idaho. ROUGH, LLOYD L., Clovis, Calif. SCHEIDT, GEORGE J., 440 F. St., Fresno, Calif. SMITH, EDWARD A., Mountain House, Idaho. SPARKS, CHARLES J., R. F. D. No. 4, Chico, Calif. STAY, CLARENCE M., R. No. B, Box 372, Reedley, Calif. STEINHAUER, JOHN O., 541 Mayor Ave., Fresno, Calif. STOHL, FRANK H., R. No. A, Box 130, Parlier, Calif. STREET, LEE, Ontario, Oregon. THOMPSON, VAQUERO S., Route No. I, Parma, Idaho. TURNER, HARLEY J., Box 209, Meridian, Idaho. WEMPLE, GUY B., Susanville, Calif. WILLIAMS, WILFORD W., 809 S. High St., Salem, Oregon. Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES ALLEN, CLAUD C., Meridian, Texas. ANDERSON, HARMON C., Hayden Hill, Calif. ANDERSON, WILLIAM M., Woodville, Miss. ARNOLD, WARDNER B., 3359 Lyell St., Fresno, Calif. ASHBY, ANDREW E., 1222 Beach, Eugene, Oregon. BACUS, CECIL P., Kerby, Oregon. BAKER, CLAUD, Cottonwood, California. BALL, THOMAS E., Greenville, Texas. BARNES, VERNON P., Gates, Oregon. BATES, OTIS L., R. F. D. "A," Griffin, Georgia. BERNTZEN, HOLGER D., R. No. r, Eugene, Oregon. BERTAGNA, NATALE, Montgomery Creek, California. BETTENCOURT, FRANK J., Ingomar, Calif. BLANCHETTE, WILFRED, Eswood, R. I. BLANKENSHIP, WILLIAM L., R. No. 4, Alton, Missouri. BONE, EARL F., R. No. I, Poteau, Okla. BRAFFET, WILLIAM N., San Miguel, Calif. BRATTON, JAMES H., Cario, 111. BRIGHTON, WILLIAM H., Route No. 3, Weldon, 111. BRITT, ANTON, Middleton, Idaho. BUIE, ANDREW J., R. F. D. I, Box 8, Webb, Alabama. CALLIHAN, ALBERT, Killan, Alberta, Canada. CASALETTO, ANGELO, 90 Broadway Ave., San Jose, Calif. CHASE, CHESTER H., R. F. D. No. I, OroviUe, Calif. CLARK, KENNETH R., 82 Elk St., Buffalo, N. Y. COATNEY, ROBERT S., 1955 Mary St., Fresno, Calif. COE, CLAUDE, R. F. D. No. 4, Nampa, Idaho. CROGHAN, CHARLES O. Missoula, Montana. DANERI, GIUSEPPE, 934 Cross St., Madera, Calif. DAVIS, DAVID D., Caldwell, Idaho. DE VINOSPRE, FELIX L., R. No. 2, Meridian, Idaho. DICK, JIM, Route No. 2, Silverton, Oregon. DUNHAM, HENRY R., R. F. D. No. 9, Decatur, 111. ECKER, JAMES A., Sperry, Oklahoma. EDWARDS, WALTER E., Manton, California. ELLIOTT, GLENN A., Rapatee, 111. ENGLE, ALBERT G., Route No. 6, Caldwell, Idaho. ESTRADA, TONY, Porterville, California. FEINSTEIN, LOUIS, 2338 Pine St., Apts., San Francisco, Calif. FILLMAN, WILLIAM, 3727 Ave. A., Council Bluffs, Iowa. FRANKS, ALBERT, Paskenta, California. FRANKS, ERNEST D., Route 2, Caldwell, Idaho. FRENCH, EUGENE A., 705 N. Main St., Arthens, Perm. FULLER, THOMAS, Upton, Wyoming. GALVIN, MARTIN J., Navina, Okla. GEORGE, HAIG, Fresno, Calif. GLOMB, THEODORE, Deary, Idaho. GODBOLD, CHARLEY B., Auburn, Miss. HACKLER, ALBERT L., Millville, Calif. HAFFEY, WILLIAM H., Gibsonville, Calif. HAILEY, ORA, Jordan Valley, Oregon. Company "B" 361 PRIVATES HALL, LESLIE R., Los Malinos, Calif. HANSON, CARL P., 2347 Cedar St., Astoria, Ore. HARROUN, EARLING H., St. Maries, Idaho. HARTMAN, GEORGE A., 1635 loth & Aubern Sts., Baker, Ore. HARVEY, DAVE C., Sheridan, Nevada. HASKINS, RAYMOND A., R. F. D. No. I, Melba, Idaho. HELPER, WILLIAM C., Route No. 3, Parma, Idaho. HESSEL, BRUNO, Mt. Angel, Oregon. HETRICK, IRA M., R. No. I, Parma, Idaho. HIGH, MARK T., Box 64, Twin Bridges, Montana. HOLBROOK, ROBERT J., 918 4th Ave. W., Eugene, Oregon. HOLLAND, CLAUDE L., Pittville, Calif. HUGHES, OTIS L., Mt. Holley, Ark. IKOLA, WALTER, McCall, Idaho. JOHNSON, DAVID H., R. F. D. No. 2, Dearing, Ga. JOHNSON, HUGH F., R. F. D. No. I, Meridian, Idaho. JOHNSON, JULIUS, Reward, Calif. JOHNSON, LEONARD B., 2929 I St., Bakersfield, Calif. JOHNSON, MELVIN A., McKee, Oregon. JONES, HERBERT A., Mosheim, Tenn. JONES, JOHN C., R. F. D. No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. KAVAL, RUDOLPH, 1346 First Ave., New York City, N. Y. KEELY, VERNON E., 233 Barbara St., Chico, Calif. KEMPT, FRANK H., 328 S. Church St., Bozeman, Mont. KNODEL, PAUL H., Sequin, Texas. KRANTZ, HARRY S., Bandon, Ore. (Continued) KURTZ, ROBERT J., Marysville, 111. LAIS, ROMAN J., Mt. Angel, Oregon. LOREMAN, ALBERT W., Upton, Wyoming. LIGNUGARIS, YIGNACAS, 405 Kempir Ave., Butte, Mont. LUCAS, JAMES W., Route A, Billings, Okla. MALEDON, JOHN T., 4932 Worth St., Dallas, Texas. MARTINEAU, URBAN N., Nampa, Idaho. MASON, CHARLES W., Caldwell, Idaho. MASON, SAM B., Route No. 2, Rosston, Ark. McPHEETERS, WILLIAM R., Box 645, Nampa, Idaho. MORRISON, RAYMOND L., Kuna, Idaho. NEWNHAM, ROBERT, R. F. D. No. 5, Phoenix, Ariz. OBENDORF, FRED C., Parma, Idaho. PANOSSIAN, PUZANT, 339 N St., Fresno, Calif. PEDRONCELLI, GIOVANNI, Baird, Calif. PETERMAN, EARL E., Parma, Idaho. PIERCE, NUBERN C., South Taft, Calif. PLACE, ELIAS A., R. No. 4, Lebanon, Oregon. POST, CLARENCE, R. No. 3, Caldwell, Idaho. RAIS, FRANK, Douglas City, Calif. RAMSEYER, ALMA D. f Salt Lake City, Utah. RHOADES, JAMES B., R. F. D. No. 5, Lewistown, 111. RIPPEY, FOSTER R., Beckville, Texas. ROSS, STILLMAN D., 138 Woodford St., Missoula, Mont. ROUSH, CLARENCE, 226 Look Ave., Portland, Ore. S^EY, NEELEY E., R. R. No. 3, Caldwell, Idaho. 362 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES SAVOLA, ARO, McCall, Idaho. SPOOR, OSCAR A., Southpoint, Idaho. SPRAGUfi, PERRY S., 1128 Main St., East Bakersfield, Calif. STAMPFLI, WALTER, Crescent Mills, California. STEARNS, JOSEPH L., 4103 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. STENGLE, NORMAN H., Nampa, Idaho. STEWART, EDWARD C., R. I, B. 21, Mansfield, Texas. STIMPFLING, LEO A., Falls City, Oregon. SUTTER, WILLIAM M., Albany, Oregon. TANKERSLEY, PEARL L., De Rouche, Ark. TAYLOR, EDWIN A., Astoria, Oregon. TENBROOK, LEROY J., Wayland, N. Y. TEVES, TONY L., Pond, California. (Continued) THERRY, OMER T., 2319 E. Ward St., Seattle, Wash. THOMAS, CLARENCE E., Emmetsburg, Iowa. TIGER, LLOYD N., Hammett, Idaho. TRANTER, CLARENCE ST. C., R. F. D. No. i, Bridley, Calif. TRAVIS, PAUL F., Box 212, Coalingo, Calif. VARRIANO, MICHELE, 312 First St., Portland, Ore. WATERS, DAMON E., Brownsville, Oregon. WHALE Y, EUEL D., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 3A, Aurora, Mo. WINTERS, PAUL A., Oak Run, California. WINTERS, PETER C., Oak Run, California. WOFFORD, MARSHALL R., R. F. D. No. 2, Stuttgart, Ark. WOOD, THOMAS J., 633 E. Monument Ave., Dayton, Ohio. YANCEY, WILLIAM H., Cottage Grove, Oregon. ATTACHED TO COMPANY CORPORALS MAHONEY, THOMAS R., 461 Schuyler St., Portland, Ore. MCKNIGHT, ANDREW j., Redding, Calif. OVERSON, RAY E., Lava, Hot Springs, Idaho. BERRY, ISAAC O., Meeker, Colo. BROWN, CHARLES L., Pingree, Idaho. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BUOL, OTTO J., loth & Madison Sts., Oregon City, Ore. GUMMING, ALEX J., Yo Semite, California. PELLEGRIN, LOUIS G., 335 First St., Windsor Hotel, Richmond, Calif. WINDLEY, VERNEST F., St. Charles, Idaho. Company "C" CAPTAIN HELLMERS, WALTER, 646 East 228th St., Bronx, New York City, N. Y. FIRST LIEUTENANT BARRETT, H. LESTER, 641 Post St., San Francisco, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS FATZ, JOHN J., SCHOLZ, RUDOLPH J., 109 N. New Jersey Ave., Atlantic City, 801 North Central Ave., Medford, Ore. N.J. FIRST SERGEANT ANDERSON, PETER, Gen. Del., San Francisco, Calif. MESS SERGEANT ELLIS, BOYD B., Mason, Nev. SUPPLY SERGEANT JEWELL, TEDDY B., Davy, West Va. SERGEANTS BUFF, MAX R., LEWIS, E. WARREN, 4182 i7th St., San Francisco, Calif. 1435 Peach St., Philadelphia, Pa. CHODUR, PAUL, MARRS, EDWIN W., Jr., c/o Mrs. Anna Benda, 1034 W. aoth c/o Bartlesville Inter. Railway Com., Place, Chicago, 111. Bartlesville, Oklahoma. HEALY, OLIVER, MORRIS, CHARLES, c/o Mrs. Elizabeth Healy, 181 Walnut c/o James Downing, Gen. Del., Stock- St., Holyoke, Mass. ton, Calif. HILL, HARRY A., MURPHY, LAWRENCE C., c/o George Hill, Morris Plains, New 36i Grove St., San Francisco, Calif. Jersey. NUHN, JAMES T., KOTCZ ANTONI Company "C, " I2th U. S. Infantry, c/o Stanley Kotcz, 1538 Duckson St., OWENS, ARTHUR, Chicago, 111. c/o Edward Owens, Lincoln, Calif. CORPORALS CAMPBELL, WESLEY A., CLARY, JACK E., c/o Kenneth Campbell, 512 E. " D " St., c/o Mrs. R. C. Kingsley, Touchet, Wash. Iron Mountain, Mich. 363 364 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS (Continued) DEL RE, LE ROY, 225 N. "L" St., Tulare, Calif. DIAL, CHARLES B. R. F. D. No. i, Garfield, Wash. ELLIS, FRANK W., Kendrick, Idaho. HAFER, RAYMOND J., 228 Sycamore St., Dayton, Ohio. HOLST, ALBERT M. 1461 West Temple St., Los Angeles, Cal. LOFSTAD, CARL R., 1805 Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. McLEOD, NORMAN, 805 Fourth Ave., Stornoway, Scotland. MILLER, LESLIE A., Gilroy, Calif. MOORE, JOHN E., 2928 Inyo St. Fresno, Calif. MOORE, JOHN S., R. F. D. No. I, Box 95, Lewiston, Ida. NIELSEN, WALTER M., Manton, Tehama County, Calif. HACKER, MIKE, NIEMELA, CHARLES A., R. F. D. No. I, Box 20, Astoria, Ore. OSBURN, EARL, Lowry, Oklahoma. PATTERSON, OSIE Y., 2309 Harlem St., Joplin, Mo. PHINNEY, CHARLES E., Lincoln, Calif. PINNOCK, ERNEST C., Stephens Hotel, Seattle, Wash. REDICK, ARLIE R. O., Box 724, Snohomish, Wash. SENTER, PERRY A., Midvale, Idaho. STEPHENS, ROY C., 703 Sixth St., Redlands, Calif. TEAGUE, ALFRED A., Jay, Oklahoma Grove, Okla. WELLS, THOMAS H., 1567 Emerson St., Denver, Colo. WHEELER, EUGENE L., 520 E. 7th St., Pawhuska, Okla. Jr., Susanville, Calif. COOKS APSLEY, CLAUD, 493 Eddy Hotel, Adrian, San Francisco, Calif. LEONCINI, JOE, 1165 Republican St., Seattle, Wash. MAKER, WILLIAM E., c/o Mrs. Katherine Maher, 173 "D," Valencia St., San Francisco, Calif. REEDER, JOHN, Oroville, Wash. MECHANICS GREER, BENJAMIN J., Bertrand, Missouri. MENGELOPOLOS, JOHN A., 2107 } First Ave., Seattle, Wash. SMITH, FRED M. (istCl.), Weiser, Idaho. TUCKER, WILLIAM H. Council, Idaho. WILSON, ALFRED L., Lane, Oklahoma. BUGLERS PRIVATES ALDRICH, HOLLIS F., 1416 Broadway St., San Francisco, Calif. BERG, ROBERT L., Birkenfeld, Ore. BOLLER, EMIL S. R. F. D. No. i, Potlatch, Idaho. BRADLEY, ROBERT L., Fall City, Ore. CARPENTER, GEORGE O., Moscow, Idaho. OSWALD, HENRY, Ruff, Wash. FIRST CLASS CLARK, CHARLES W., 121 North loth Ave., Phoenix, Arizona. CROSS, ROGER P., R. F. D. No. 2, c/o George Hallis, Temple, Ariz. EVANS, AUGUSTUS A., Route No. 2, North Central Ave., Phoenix, Ariz. FEHT, HERMANN P., 1579 Ninth Ave., San Francisco, Calif. Company "C" 365 PRIVATES FIRST GRANNES, WALTER B., 322 N. 24th St., Billings, Montana. HAMILTON, ROBBIE C., 331 Monte Diablo Ave., San Mateo, Calif. HICKS, FREDERICK L. R. F. D. No. i, Healsburg, Sonoma County, Calif. HILBY, WILLIAM L., Kiesling, Wash. JONES, HERMAN V., 752 E. 1 8th St., Eugene, Ore. KOGER, SAMUEL A., R. F. D. ( No. 2, Pickering, Mo. LE GRANT, WASHINGTON L, R. "A, " Box 208, Parlier, Calif. LEVY, BEN, 1761 Van Ness Ave., Fresno, Calif. MARCUSE, THEODORE M., 3711 E. Gales St., Seattle, Wash. McGEE, HUGH J., 198 Precita Ave., San Francisco, Calif. MCLAUGHLIN, HUGH c. 3153 Balch Ave., Fresno, Calif. McMANUS, THOMAS W., Bakersfield, Calif. MULKEY, MARION C., Dos Palos, Merced County, Calif. MULLANEY, CHARLES A., 103 Rockland St., New Bedford, Mass. NEWMAN, WILLIAM J., Midvale, Idaho. NILSEN, NILS M., 4416 North 30th St., Tacoma, Wash. NOYES, JASON E. Colorado Springs, Colorado. CLASS (Continued) OSTBERG, EINER J., Clarks Fork, Idaho. OXBOROUGH, RUFUS W., 2706 2 ist St., Everett, Wash. PERKINS, PERRY I., Weiser, Ida. PETERSON, FRANK E., 2208 W. 67th St., Seattle, Wash. REMBERT, WILLARD D., Weiser, Ida. SHAW, ROY J., Council, Idaho. SHERRILL, SELMER E., Braggs, Okla. STOLLER, WILLIAM, Carson, N. Dakota. SUTTON, FRANK, Midvale, Ida. SWACKER, CLARENCE D., Burns, Ore. TURNER, ROBERT L., Powell, Okla. WATKINS, OSCAR O., Box 295, Madill, Okla. WEST, FORREST B., Idabel.Okla. WEST, JOE A., Strang, Okla. WHITETAIL, JOHN P., 109 E. I3th St., Pawhuska, Okla. WINKLER, ERNEST W., Council, Ida. WOOLBRIGHT, ERNEST B., 713 So. "B" St., Muskogee, Okla. WRIGHT, EARL C., Wynona.Okla. PRIVATES ABERNATHY, ROY J., Etna Mills, Siskiyou County, Calif. AGRELL, HOWARD, Moscow, Ida. APA, FRANCISCO, 280 ist St., Portland, Ore. ATKINSON, DANIEL W., R. F. D. No. I, Eufaula, Ala. ATSMAN, ALEX, 78 Summer St., Chelsea, Mass. BAERTSCHIGER, EDWARD, R. F. D. No. I, Box 53, El Monte, Calif. BAKKEN, CARL O., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 14, Moscow, Ida. BERGMAN, JOHN A., R. F. D. No. I, Gaston, Ore. BOLON, ERNEST, Kindrick, Ida. BOOKER, THOMAS W., Mountain Park, Okla. BOZOIN, MISHAG, 175 East Elm St., Canton, 111. BURKLUND, JOEL, R. F. D. No. 2, Box 20, Troy, Ida. CAULFIELD, WILLIAM H., 733 Madison St., Brooklyn, N. Y. CLASSEN, ARNOLD G., Beaverton, Ore. 366 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) COCHRANE, EUGENE, Harvard, Ida. COLBERT, HOLMES H., 1284 West Davis Ave., Sulphur, Okla. COLES, OTTO H., Gen. Del., Tama, Iowa. COON, JERRY A., Willowemock, Sullivan County, N. Y. COTTRELL, JEHROME L., Cor. 9th & Kawaeh St., Hanford, Calif. DARBY, LANDO F., Tillamook, Ore. DARR, OTTO H., R. F. D. No. I, Deary, Ida. DAVIS, HOWARD G., Carrollton, Ala. DAWSON, FOY F., R. F. D. No. 4, Rupert, Ida. DEVENPORT, JESSE J., R. F. D. No. i, Evant, Texas. DU BOSE, WALTER R., 2417 North Hunter St., Stockton, Calif. DUNAVIN, WADE, Putnam County, Cookeville, Tenn. ECKLE, CHARLES, 499 East Seventh St., Brooklyn, N. Y. ERICKSON, WALTER J., Dallas, Polk County, Ore. FRITZ, CHARLES A., R. F. D. No. 25, Box 12, Peoria County, Princeville, 111. GALIANO, ANTONIO, 1217 Southerns St., South Part, Seattle, Wash. GANT, EVERETT E., Greenwood, Arkansas. GERMAN, LEE M., Santa Maria, Santa Barbara Co., Calif. GHIORSO, JOSEPH, Sonora, Toulumne Co., Calif. GIOVANNETTI, LEONI, 528 Ivy Ave., San Francisco, Calif. GIOVANNETTI, MIRO, R. F. D. No. 2, Box 627, Santa Rosa, Sonoma County, Calif. GIUFFRA, ALVIN A., Mokelumne Hill, Calif. GLUNZ, JOHN, 566 Winslow Ave., Buffalo, N. Y. GOODCHILD, ALLAN C., Sisquoc, Santa Barbara Co., Calif. GRAVES, ROLLAND B., Box 271, Ash ton, Ida. HALFACRE, WILLIAM D., R. F. D. No. 4, Ruka, 111. HALLOCK, GEORGE M., Monterey, Calif. HANEY, BRYAN, Buford, Arkansas. HARBOUR, FRANKLIN L., Box 127, Ellis, Kansas. HICKS, MILTON, R. F. D. No. I, Healdsburg, Calif. HOFFMAN, JOSEPH M., Box 703, Bartlesville, Okla. HOLBROOK; WILLARD D., Gushing, Texas. HUILHAMET, PIERRE F., Hollister, San Benito County, Calif. KELLY, JOHN, Jamestown, Calif. KENNEDY, PALMER L., Dwikee, Baker Co., Ore. KERNAHAN, OLIVER, Roy, Wash. KNOUSE, CHARLES E., Emmett, Ida. KOCH, ABE J., Coburg, Ore. LAAM, PRATT A., Oak, Calif. LANCASTER, JAMES H., Drain, Ore. LANGENBECK, FREDERICK S., Bradley, Calif. LESTER, EDWARD D., 1345 M St., Fresno, Calif. LEWIS, KANDIDO R. R. F. D. No. 5, Box 71, Santa Rosa, Calif. LISH, CHARLES L., McCammon, Bannock County, R. F. D. No. I, Idaho. LOCATELLI, CESARE, Box 20, Watsonville Junction, Monte- rey County, Calif. LONDON, SEYMOUR L., 1159 Rushton Ave., Ogden, Utah. LONG, CLAY W., 300 North D St., Aberdeen, Wash. LOUK, JESSE H., R. F. D. No. i, Pingree, Ida. Company "C" 367 PRIVATES MACK, HARRY C., Glasston, Montana. MACKEY, ORAN, R. F. D. No. 5, Box 23, Georgetown, Seattle, Washington. MADDIN, MARCUS E., R. F. D. No. 3, Box 19 C, Muskogee, Oklahoma. MADOLE, WARD W., 619 W. 2nd Ave., Mitchell, S. Dakota. MAININI, VITTORIO, Tiburan, Marin County, Calif. MANLEY, GEORGE N., 715 6th Ave., Seattle, Wash. MARTIN, ALAN B., 548 2ist St., Merced, Calif. MARTIN, ALDRED, Lyons, Ore. MARTINOLE, JOHN C., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 53, Baker, Ore. MASON, HARRY E., Richland, Ore. McADAM, ROY A., Route A, Box 201, East Fresno, Calif . McCLURG, WILLIAM A., Baker, Ore. MCDONALD, CHARLES E., Mohawk, Lane County, Ore. MCDONALD, JOHN w. Sequim, Wash. McGRATH, WILLIAM P., Cheyenne, Wyo. MCLEAN, DONALD w., (Unknown.) McMILLEN, JOE, Winchester, Ida. MELTON, RAYMOND C., Oak Run, Calif. MESSINGER, MANUEL E., 212 Broadway North, Seattle, Wash. MICHENER, WALTER P., 1012 East McKinley Ave., Sapulpa, Okla. MILLER, CLAUD H., 1051^3 North Cherokee St., Muskogee, Oklahoma. MILLER, WILLIAM L., Whynot, Miss. MINNICK, GEORGE, R. F. D. No. 2, c/o J. A. Minnick, Wenatchee, Wash. (Continued) MITCHELL, LINCOLN, 3267 Grant Ave., Ogden, Utah. MITCHELL, WILLIAM A., Wheatland, Calif. MONKS, DAVE, R. F. D. No. 2, McCurtain, Okla. MONTELEONE, FURTONATO, 1735 North 6th St., Salem, Ore. MONTONO, HIGINIO, Miera, New Mexico. MOSS, RUSSELL L., Hominy, Okla. NELMS, HUBERT, Kingston, Okla. NEWTON, ARTIE R., 488 North Commercial St., Salem, Ore. NILSON, ALVIN E., Omak, Wash. NORRELL, PAUL V., Ada, Oklahoma. O'CONNOR, JOHN J., 369 sth Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y. OLSON, CARL P., Melville, Ore. OSTER, JACOB, R. F. D. No. 2, Payette, Ida. PAPPAS, PETER, Billings, Montana. PARKER, JOHN C., Panama, Oklahoma. PETERSON, HENRY J., Omak, Wash. PETTY, GEORGE, 584 I2th St., Oakland, Calif. PICKLESIMER, JASON, Burns, Ore. PLATZ, JOHN J., R. F. D. No. i, New Plymouth, Ida. PREAS, FRED H., Center Junction, Iowa. PRESCHNER, PAUL J., Summer, Wash. QUANDT, FRANKLIN E., 305 Pine St., Seattle, Wash. RAY, THOMAS R., R. F. D. No. i, Bonanza, Arkansas. RICHARDSON, DWIGHT, c/o Fullerton-Stuart Lbr. Company, Okmulgee, Oklahoma. ROBERSON, WALTER R., 5601 Cedar St., Tacoma, Wash. 368 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES ROBINSON, ROY B., c/o Mrs. G. H. Sherburne, Pocatello, Ida. ROWLANDS, DAVID W., c/o Mrs. J. O. Haries, Molson, Wash. RUGGLES, DONALD H., R. F. D. No. I, Ballantine, Montana. RUTHERFORD, AUDIE E., Alsboro, Ala. RYAN, WILLIAM M., R. F. D. No. I, Box 38, Weiser, Ida. SADILLO, EUSABIO, Lincoln, New Mexico. SAZENSKI, MICHEAL, 1710 4th St., N. E., Minneapolis, Minn. SELLERS, JAMES R., Inverness, Ala. SIMS, THOMAS B., Complete, Miss. SMITH, HENRY H., R. F. D. "B," 60x41, Iconious, Mo. SNIDER, ERIC C. f Indian Valley, Ida. SNYDER, JOHN C., Weiser, Ida. STIPPICH, JAMES C., Midvale, Ida. STOREY, CLAUDE B., Wainwright, Okla. TALLMAN, JACOB, Momence, Illinois. TAYLOR, EMERSON, 216 West St., Walnut, Calif. THROCKMORTON, SAMUEL J., Okmulgee, Oklahoma. THURMAN, JOE, Ellenwood, Ga. TIDEMAN, HENRY P., Baltic, South Dakota. (Continued) TOMLINSON, HARRY, Fruitvale, Ida. TYLER, JULIUS J., Walls, Oklahoma. VERNA, FRANK, 744 E. 2i 4 th St., Bronx, N. Y. C., N. Y. WALKER, LOUIS E., Memphis, Texas. WATSON, CHARLES C., 329 West 32nd St., Savannah, Ga. WEATHERS, JOHNIE R., Wordville, Oklahoma. WELDON, ISAAC, Checotah, Oklahoma. WELLS, LUEY M., Hulbert, Oklahoma. WENDELL, OSWALD J., Mason Route, Box 57, Fredericksburg, Texas. WEREMEY, JOHN, 1702 Springwells Ave., Detroit, Mich. WHITTINGTON, JACK, Tahlequah, Oklahoma. WILLIAMS, FRANK, Dayton, Ga. WILLIAMS, WALTER, Green River, Wyo. WITT, PERCY O., Heavener, Oklahoma. WREN, GEORGE W., R. F. D. No. i, Box 83, Boswell, Okla. WRIGHT, CLAUD M., Sulphur, Oklahoma. WRIGHT, WILLIAM, 3713 Lancaster Ave., West Philadelphia, Pa. ZANPEDRO, JOSEPH P., Mineral, Ida. MEN ATTACHED TO COMPANY PRIVATES BENNETT, CHARLES R., (Unknown.) BLOOM, HAROLD F., 4811 North Quine St., Tacoma, Wash. GARDNER, ELMER C., Eureka, Calif. GUDEMAN, WILLIAM H., Mount Vernon, South Dakota. JAMES, ALVIN D., Park Valley, Utah. MYERS, HOWARD, Galesburg, 111. NORMAN, JONAS, 225 I Street, Eureka, Calif. THOMASSEN, HAAKON, Eureka, Calif. Company U D" CAPTAIN FAIRCHILD, R. P., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. FIRST LIEUTENANT HOUSE, M. J., Riverside, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS HARP, T. R., GARVY, P. H., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. f Washington, D.C. DICKINSON, R. W., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. FIRST SERGEANT MAHON, JOHN C., R. F. D. No. i, Princeton, South Carolina. MESS SERGEANT CARNES, JESSE L., 1625 Polk St., San Francisco, Calif. SUPPLY SERGEANT GREENAN, JOHN G., 74 North Adams Ave., Blackfoot, Idaho. SERGEANTS OHLMAN, ANTON, RUMORA, JACOB P., I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." Box 37, Donora, Pa. DONOHUE, THOMAS J., ORT, JERRY R., I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." 1417 S. Harding Ave., Chicago, 111. TERRILL, JOHN, REVALLIER, MARTIE E., San Luis Obispo, Calif. San Jos, Calif. PEMBERTON, LLOYD A., SWEENEY, PATRICK J., I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." 44 Hillard St., Wilkes-Barre, Pa. KIRK, JAMES S., MITCHELL, FRANK L., I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." 1156 N. Ophir St., Stockton, Calif. GOFF, BEN, 300 N. Hitchcock St., Hobart, Okla. CORPORALS GROSSMAN, ADOLPH, WETTLEY, ARTHUR H., 1908 S. Levitt St., Chicago, 111. Maquoketa, Iowa. 24 369 370 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS SEGNARI, FRANCISCO, Berndino, Italy. FINNERTY, WALTER, 441 S. Main St., Jersey Shore, Pa. LAWRENCE, IRA F., Royalton, Minn. STEWART, JOHN H., Strathmore, Calif. ROLSTON, REUBEN, El Monte, Calif. TROLSON, NEIL W., Buckley, Wash. CLINE, CARL G., 416 E. 63d St., Seattle, Wash. LARSON, ARTHUR L., 1 1 10 gth St., Shawnee, Okla. THOMSON, HARRY J. f 120 Ellis St., San Francisco, Calif. LANE, AUSIE A., 602 N. Park St., Shawnee, Okla. CAMMACK, NATHAN E., 1512 W. 58th St., Seattle, Wash. DOBSON, FREDRICK P., 3408 33d Ave., South Seattle, Wash. KELLEY, THOMAS C., Toronto, Kansas. CARNEY, GEORGE P., 714 Willow St., Pendleton, Ore. ( Continued i SOLGARD, ALBERT, 61 West St., Salinas, Calif. STADILLE, CHARLEY, 1614 E. 52d St., Los Angeles, Calif. PHINES, JOHN K., 803 Kearney St., San Francisco, Calif. WILLIAMS, MONROE, Willow Springs, Mo. PETERSON, HAROLD E. H., R. F. D. No. 2, Ripton, Calif. NELSON, REYNOLDS W. f 1611 S. Helmers St., Spokane, Wash. STOKES, ROBERT C., St. Helens, Ore. BALLARD, LEWIS F., Conville, Idaho. GAGE, MORRIS T. f 1206 Republican St., Seattle, Wash. FOOTILL, CLARENCE E., 219 S. Cherry St., Muncie, Indiana. WILSON, OLIVER, 310 S. 8th St., Madera, California. JOHNSON, CARL P., 641 E. 26th St., Portland, Ore. LEWIS, JAMES E., Lyman, Wash. TUTEN, ENNIS S., Steptoe, Wash. COOKS CAHILL, FRED B., Leavenworth, Wash. GIORDANA, ANDREW, Turin, Italy. THOME, PETER, 735 Bennett St.,Glenwood Springs.Colo. WAH, LEE, Box 263, Lemoore, Calif. HAWLEY, LLOYD E., Box 43, Wallace, Idaho. JOHNSON, EDWARD, Klipsan, Wash. MECHANICS KEECH, ELROY, R. F. D. No. i, Box 102, Kent, Wash. MARTAN, WENZEL, 5253 Winchester Ave., Chicago, 111. BUGLERS REINSCH, WALTER G., 166 Palm Ave., Brookland, New York. WALLACE, LOGAN, Des Moines, Iowa. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS AMATO, JOSEPH, 426 E. loth St., Portland, Ore. BAKER, JOHN E., Adamson, Okla. BENNISSON, GEORGE W. Waverley, Wash. BERG, EDMUND E., Latah, Wash. Company "D" 37i PRIVATES FIRST BLUE, MARK R., New Bridge, Ore. BONACCI, FRANK, 1002 S. Peoria St., Chicago, 111. BURKLAND, AXEL, Deary, Idaho. BURNS, JOHN R., Rockport, Mo. CAMPBELL, ROBERT M., Sheridan, Ore. CHILCUTT, LAYTON S., Ada, Okla. COMPTON, FLOY M., 212 E. Duke St., Hugo, Okla. COMPTON, GROVER C., c/o Capitol Hotel, Bois, Ida. CUMMINS, STEVE A., Scipio, Okla. CUTLIP, GUY A., Marshfield, Ore. DIG.GS, ALONZO F., Tishomingo, Okla. DOW, WILFRED N., Clear Lake, Wash. DUFFY, LAWRENCE E., 1917 E. Washington, Portland, Ore. DUVALL, GEORGE W., 1624 Charlotte St., Kansas City, Mo. ERICKSON, INGVAL O., R. F. D. No. 2, Arlington, Wash. EVANS, ELLSWORTH J., R. F. D. No. 2, Shawnee, Oklahoma. FARLEY, ROBERT C., Box 6, Asher, Okla. FISH, GROVER C., Stonewall, Okla. FRANCISCOVICH, EMILE G., 967 Bellmont Ave., Portland, Ore. FRENCH, CLAYBORNE C., Red Oak, Oklahoma. GEST, REUBEN C., R. F. D. No. i, Box 27, Sunnyside, Wash. HAYES, GROVER B., 925 Waverley St., Palo Alto, Calif. HOLLEN, ROY, Box 242, Nez Perce, Idaho. HOLMES, GEORGE W., 288 34th St., Astoria, Ore. INGLES, EDWIN W., 181 Grand Ave., Astoria, Ore. JONNASSON, OLE, Marvig, S. Stavenger, Norway. CLASS (Continued) KRUTSINGER, PAUL L., R. F. D. No. 5, Watsonville, Calif. LANDIN, BARNARD L., Route No. 2, East Stan wood, Washing- ton. LANE, JOHN C., Adamson, Okla. LEWIS, THOMAS E., Haleyville, Okla. LIDDEARD, GEORGE W., 959 West ist North St., Provo, Utah. MOEN, LEWIS O., 4601 6th Ave., South Seattle, Washing- ton. MOHRMANN, PETE, Ferndale, Wash. MONK, HARLEY A., 2230 W. 59th St., Seattle, Wash. SCHOPPERT, JOHN, R. F. D. No. i, Box ii4A, Clackamas, Ore. SCHWALL, ALBERT J., Cornelius, Oregon. SELF, TOM M., Quail, Texas. SHORT, LELAND K. f Box 283, Hobart, Okla. SMITH, CHAS. F., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. TRIPLETT, ERNEST I., 3215 isth St., Seattle, Wash. UHRICH, CONRAD R., 504 W. 5th St., Loveland, Col. VANCE, GILBERT, Dabob, Wash. VIAENE, FRANCIS H., Sherwood, Ore. WALSH, JAMES P., 87 Summer St., Summerville, Mass. WATSON, ELMER, 195 E. 36th St., Portland, Ore. WHITE, JACOB, Langlois, Ore. WHITTLE, ALVIE, 1 122 Union St., San Diego, Calif. WHITTLE, FREDERICK W., 178 Maple St., South Manchester, Conn. WINGERT, HARVEY W., Bothell, Wash. WRIGHT, CLAUD R., 171 E. 8th St., Portland, Ore. 372 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES ABRAHAMSON, ANTON, R. No. i, Box 51, Marshfield, Ore. ADAMS, GARNETT W., Sopher, Okla. ALEXANDER, ARTHUR O., Sunnyside, Wash. ALVISO, DANIEL O., 12 Park St., Paso Robels, Calif. AMOTH, JAMES, Svorkmo P. O., Via Trondlynn, Norway. ANDERSON, JOHN G., Savanah, Okla. ANGEL, RHOE C., R. F. D. No. 26, Garretsville, Ohio. ANGELINE, MAX A., McMillan, Wash. ARY, JESS, Gowen, Okla. AUVIL, VIRGIL C., R. F. D. No. i, Hartford, Wash. BAIR, EVERETT, 1 2th U. S. Infantry. BARNETT, ALONZO, R. F. D. No. 3, Vienna, 111. BARWELL, DELBERT L., Aloe, Mont. BAYER, DAVE, I2th U. S. Infantry. BLANCHARD, WALLACE F., Victor, Idaho. BRANDEBERRY, HARRY M., Oreana, Ida. BROCK, WALTER J., R. F. D. No. 2, Vollmer, Ida. BROWN, HENRY W., Rosenberg, Ore. BROWN, WILLIAM J., Boswell, Oklahoma. BRUCE, PETER, R. F. D., Box 1 32 A, Tacoma, Wash. BUCKNER, LUTHER, Henrietta, North Carolina. BUGG, ALBERT W., R. F. D. No. 3, Box 2, Tribbey, Okla. BULLOCK, GEORGE S., X 545 1 9th Ave., South Seattle, Wash. BURGLAND, GEORGE P., 819^ Mississippi Ave., Portland, Ore. BURNS, FLOYD M., McAlester, Oklahoma. CALDWELL, JESSE S., Wilburton, Okla. CAPPELARI, GIUSEPPE, 1707 2oth Ave., South Seattle, Wash. CAROTHERS, ROY, Robinette, Oregon. CARRICK, SAMUEL U., 6522 58th Ave., Portland, Ore. CARRIGER, JOHN R., Kiowa, Okla. CESIDIO, DESIPIO, Locos Nemass Aguila, Italy. CLARK, HARLEY C., 99O.K Belmont St., Portland, Ore. CLAUSEN, GEORGE, Coquille, Ore. COFFEE, JOHN L., Sedro Woolley, Wash. COMMISSO, CARLO A., Marina, Italy. COMPTON, FLOYD, Carbon, Okla. CORDER, HENRY M., Crowder, Okla. CROW, WILLIAM B., 2310 Noise Ave., Gadsen, Ala. DEGROFF, ABRAHAM L., Franks, Okla. DELIGANS, CLOVIS A., Gowen, Okla. DENTON, AUD, Wilburton, Okla. DRIESTA, ANDREW, Nauplia, Greece. DUMM, CLIFFORD O., Halfway, Wyo. ERICKSON, ALEX R., 231 Commercial Ave., Marshfield, Ore. ERICKSON, THOMAS W., Bruneau, Ida. ERIKSEN, GUS, Box 52, Lovelock, Nevada. FANTELLE, DOMINIE, 1739 Bradner Place, Seattle, Wash. FEWELL, CLYDE C., R. F. D. No. i, Box 44, Crowder City, Okla. FIELD, JOHN H. W., 19 Sunnyside Ave., Mill Valley, Calif. FINNELL, GEORGE N., 2820 Connecticut St., Bellingham, Washington. FISHER, CHARLES E., Healdsburg, Calif. Company "D 373 PRIVATES FOSTER, WALTER C., R. F. D. No. 5, Vancouver, Wash. FUGETT, JIM, Grant, Okla. GALLAGHER, JAMES, R. F. D. No. I, Box 57, Marysville, Wash. GALOSKI, MIKE, Box 329, Hartshorne, Okla. GANT, MACK W., Gravel Ford, Ore. GENTRY, SAM N., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. GEORGE, JOSEPH, R. F. D. B, Box 430, San Jose, Calif. GULLIKSON, JOHN S., Norman, Wash. GILTNER, JOHN B., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. GODFREY, PETE E., Haywood, Okla. GORE, ELZIE W., R. No. 3, Box 52, Livingston, Tenn. GRAHAM, PEARL W., 715 27th St., Anacortes, Wash. GREEN, JOHN A., Adamson, Okla. GRUBBS, JAMES D. R., R. F. D. No. 2, Hugo, Oklahoma. HAMMOND, FRANCIS B., Francis, Oklahoma. HAMMONTREE, ELMER W., Arch, Okla. HARRIS, EARL K., R. F. D. No. 3, Box 76, McAlester, Okla. HART, WARREN A., 517 Chicago St., Caldwell, Idaho. HASKELL, LONNIE D., 1801 S. American St., Stockton, Cal. HAYS, CHARLES C., Bridgeport, Mono County, Calif. HAWKINS, PORT L., Hartshorne, Okla. HEARD, ASA, Box 84, Kiowa, Okla. HELMS, JOSEPH I., R. F. D. No. 2, Sparks, Okla. HENRY, CHARLES E., Box 44, Asher, Okla. HOLBROOK, ROBERT L., Sweet, Idaho. (Continued) HOUSER, HARRY C., Box 76, Bridge, Ore. HOWSLEY, WILLARD M., Kalispell, Mont. HUDGINS, JAMES O., R. F. D. No. I, Tecumseh, Okla. ISAACS, ELMER W., Ruckels, Ore. JACOBSON, PAUL, R. F. D., Templeton, North Bend, Ore. JENSEN, LEWIS, 1620 Orange St., Bellingham, Wash. JESSEN, PAUL W., R. F. D. No. 2, Cceur d'Alene, Idaho. JIROLMO, JOHN, 613 4th Ave., S. W., Puyallup, Wash. JOHNSON, BEN, 6322 Maynard Ave., Seattle, Wash. JOHNSON, JOHN, 2128 S. Aimsworth St., Tacoma, Wash- ington. JOSLIN, LONNIE B., Heloise, Tenn. KATSIKAS, KONSTANTINO D., 1406 Summit Ave., Seattle, Wash. KELLOGG, GEORGE W., R. F. D. No. i, Box 34, Pay son, Okla. KENDALL, FRANK D., I2th U. S. Infantry. KING, ROBERT M., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 81, Tribbey, Okla. KIRKPATRICK, FERREN E., Ravia, Okla. KLINGER, CHARLES, Route No. I, Hoff, Ore. KRUSE, LOYD C., R. F. D. Box 72, Roseberg, Ore. LANGLEY, GILBERT, Virgil, Okla. LEDBETTER, HOMER D., Ada, Oklahoma. MALINA, JOSEPH, 3011 South Millard Ave., Chicago, Illinois. MASTIN, THOMAS E., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. McCARLEY, ELBERT H., Route No. 3, Hartsells, Ala. McCOY, DAVID, 368 E. 2d St., Portland, Ore. MCDONALD, MILTON, Pittsburg, Okla. 374 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) McMILLEN, DANIEL, Winchester, Idaho. McPHERSON, RALPH S., 4107 Greenwood Ave., Seattle, Wash. MIDDAGH, LEROY D., 200 Bassett St., Petaluma, Calif. MILLER, RAY F., Coquille, Ore. MITCHELL, JAMES R., Starline, Boswell, Okla. MITCHELL, ROBERT C., 815 W. Grand, Oklahoma City, Okla. MURPHY, GEORGE M., Adamson, Okla. NASH, ROY L., Alderson, Okla. NAVE, JOHN A., Scipio, Okla. NICHOLSON, DAN C., R. F. D. No. 3, Varnell Station, Ga. POTTS, JOSEPH, R. F. D. No. I, Box 72, Stevenson, Ala. REID, GEORGE H., Box C, Twin Bridges, Mont. SANDELL, WILLIAM E., 7717 N. 3Oth St., Florence, Neb. SCHMITZ, ALEX J., Box 55, Sandy, Ore. SCOTT, CHARLES U., Pullman, Wash. SHARP, ARTHUR L., Huntsville, Ala. SHELTON, ROBERT B., Ridgely, Tenn. SHORT, AMOS F., Box D, Lewistown, Mont. ZELICH, DAN, SHORT, ANDREW, Cavesprings, Ga. SKEEN, GEORGE, Macdoel, Calif. SMITH, BARDWELL S., R. F. D. No. 3, Medford, Ore. SMITH, MICHAEL, 758 Main St., Sugar Notch, Pa. SMITHWICK, THOMAS T., R. F. D. No. 2, Moscow, Idaho. SPRINGSTON, FLOYD, Kendrick, Idaho. STACK, WILLIAM H., Butte, Montana. STARK, ROBERT GEORGE, 2421 Duncan St., Louisville, Ky. STEWART, ROBERT GEORGE, R. F. D. No. C, Box 58, Hanford, Calif. STUDNIARZ, JOHN S., 8127 Coles Ave., South Chicago, 111. TILLER Y, ALONZO B., Blotcher, Saline County, Ark. TREMBLAY, ALEXANDER M., 6403 Linden Ave., West Seattle, Wash- ington. UNDERWOOD, MARVIN, R. F. D. No. 9, Cottage Grove, Tenn. WAYNE, WILLIAM, Ilo, Idaho. WELLS, VICTOR, Maysville, Arkansas. WENSTROM, VICTOR C., Laurel, Oregon. WILLIE, NORMAN H., Granite Falls, Wash. Winchester, Idaho. Company "E" CAPTAIN WHITTINGTON, WILLIAM E., 743 American Ave., Long Beach, California. FIRST LIEUTENANTS TODD, ARTHUR B., HEATH, COLVIN, 121 F, West Ave., Hutchinson, Kan. 867 West Third St., Pomona, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS WEBSTER, LYALL D., ZIMMERMAN, FRED F., Santa Paula, Calif. 210 Cherry St., Petaluma, Calif. RICHARDSON, GEORGE F., R.F.D. No. i, Box 155, Ellensburg, Wash. FIRST SERGEANT WRIGHT, SAMUEL J., 3911 Borden St., Cincinnati, Ohio. MESS SERGEANT KLEIN, JOHN B., Paonia, Colorado. SUPPLY SERGEANT EPPLER, FRED M., Gans, Okla. SERGEANTS BAGLEY, FRED R., OLLILA, EDWARD, 609 South i6th St., Boise 1 , Ida. 213 East Oak St., Ironwood, Mich. BROWN, JOHN, PARRINGTON, JOHN, Jr., Gardnerville, Nevada. 22 Russett Avenue, Toronto, Canada. CORCORAN, JOHN T., ROE, ZOLLA E., 162 Chicago St., Milwaukee, Wis. Bluffs, Illinois. HAMBURGER, EMANUEL, SONNER, EARL, 310 Ninth Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. 535 Webb St., Hannibal, Mo. LOWE, WILLIAM G., STONE, WARNER C., R. F. D. No. 26, Lynville, Indiana. Wheelen Springs, Arkansas. NICKERSON, CHARLES E., YORK, JOSEPH, 524 Commercial St., Provincetown, 4222 W. 31 st St., Chicago, 111. Mass. 375 376 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS ALEXANDER, EDWARD, 471 W. 47th St., Los Angeles, Calif. ALLEN, JOSEPH W., 401 38th St., Oakland, Calif. ANDERSON, HANS A.H., c/o P. Jorgenson, 6103 N. 38th St., Omaha, Neb. BIRDSELL, LLOYD E., Main St., Milton, Oregon. BRADFORD, OLIN R., 305 Manzanita Ave., Sierra Madre, Calif. CLUFF, LARRY F., Mesa, Arizona. CORBETT, FOSHAY M., Box No. 491, Montpelier, Ida. EGAN, ERNEST R., 470 Hasting St., East, Vancouver, B. C. FORD, RALPH R., Wabash, Indiana. HAAS, HENRY J., c/o Mrs. E. J. Jones, Clarion, Iowa. HANSON, CLARENCE L., R. F. D. No. i, LosBanos, Calif. JOHNSON, WILLIAM, 113 Walnut Ave., Angel Sea, N. J. KARR, ALFRED J. H., R. F. D. No. i, Deary, Idaho. KLEBAIN, MATTHEW J., 270 Hall St., Portland, Ore. LOVRIN, JOSEPH G., 761 Kansas St., San Francisco, Calif. MALAVEY, GEORGE, 591 Alberta St., Portland, Ore. McVAY, CLARENCE E., 1464 Liberty St., Santa Clara, Calif. NORDWICK, ARTHUR R., Medford, Oregon. NYBECK, ARTHUR, No. 4 Mullen Ave., San Francisco, Calif. PHILLIPS, KENNETH M., 455 E. Everett St., Portland, Ore. PILAND, WILLIAM E., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 59, Wapato, Washington. PILLSBURY, ARCHIE L., 2836 i6th Ave., West Seattle, Wash. PIPER, WILFORD H., Startup, Washington. PLANT, CLARENCE E., 918 West 46th St., Seattle, Wash. PROKSA, JOSEPH, 1041 East 42nd Place, Chicago, 111. PRUSSING, FRED, Ardmore, 111. RILEY, WESLEY, 53 6 3 James Ave., Oakland, Calif. ROGER, LEE E., San Jacinto, Calif. RUMINSKI, BRUCE B., 501 Division St., Oregon City, Ore. SNYDER, HENRY, Ouray, Colo. SOLOMON, SAM M., 118 South Main St., Salt Lake City, Utah. SWEITZER, ROY, 1220 Masonic Ave., San Francisco, Calif. COOKS HARRISON, JAMES P., 658 West North Temple St., Salt Lake City, Utah. HENDRICKSON, MATT, SchellvUle, Calif. JEZIERNY, WALTER, 2514 South Whipple St., Chicago, 111. RUSSELL, FLOYD E., Custer, Washington. MECHANICS MASSINGER, PHILIP, Hoff, Oregon. PEASE, WALDO, Marthesville, Mo. PRICE, HALLIE E. Hillsboro, Oregon. USKI, JOE, Hurley, Wisconsin. BUGLERS NEU, WILLIAM H., 4561 Davison Ave., St. Louis, Mo. MARTINEZ, PEDRO F., Wagon Mound, New Mexico. Company "E" 377 PRIVATES FIRST CLASS ADAMS, CLIFFORD E., 1965 South First Ave., Long Beach.Calif. ALDEN, LYNN A., 726 North Sixth St., Payette, Ida. ARELLANES, WILLIAM H., Imperial, Calif. COOPER, OLIVER R., El Reno, Oklahoma. CRAWFORD, SLOAN H., c/o B. P. O. E. Club, Phoenix, Arizona. DUNAVAN, EMMET C., 306 North Arthur St., Pocatello, Ida. EGAN, LAWRENCE P., Havelock, Neb. GAIKOWSKI, JOHN, Webster, South Dakota. GREELEY, JOSEPH C., 131 Albion Ave., San Francisco, Calif. HENSLEY, JACOB E., 207 South Ave., 1 8, Los Angeles, Calif. HILLS, KENNETH C., 59 Dudley Ave., Venice, Calif. JOHNSON, VICTOR M., Wallace, Idaho. KELLOGG, JAMES, Box No. 363, McCloud, Calif. LEE, RICHARD H., 427 East Market St., Kittanning, Pa. LUCAS, OLIVER P., 1082 Front St., Portland, Oregon. LUTTENBERGER, JOHN, 1838 East 36th Ave., Denver, Colo. MARTIN, IRA, Indian Valley, Idaho. MAXWELL, CHARLES A., Roosevelt, Calif. McKEE, FLOYD E., Jacksonville, Ore. McLEAN, CLINTON, 315 Vincent Court, Salt Lake City, Utah. MINELLI, UMBERTO, Zocca, Italy. NAGEL, WILLIAM C., R. F. D. No. C, Box No. 187, Tulare, Calif. NELSON, OSCAR M., 107 First Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. NICHOLS, HARVEY P., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 146, Seattle, Wash. NOLAN, JOHN B., Sedro-Woolley, Washington. ODDOUS, JOHN J., 344 South Alameda St., Los Angeles, Calif. PACER, FRANK F., 213 Fifth St. & Railroad Ave., Oregon City, Ore. POINDEXTER, THOMAS E., Farmington, Wash. REA, BURLEY M., Amarillo, Texas. RIVERA, ALEXANDER M., 1030 East Moreland St., Phoenix, Ariz. SIGTRIG, RAGNAR, 6904 28th Ave., N. W., Seattle, Wash. SMITH, ANGUS, Marysville, Washington. SMITH, FLOYD E., Oakland, Ore. SORENSON, RICHARD S., Ovid, Bear Lake County, Idaho. TIMM, CARL L., Leadville, Colorado. VEUM, OTTO, 506 E. 8th St., Moscow, Idaho. VITAGLIANO, CARL, 1049 Magnolia Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. WATSON, ALLEN, Moscow, Idaho. WILSON, JOHN F., 227 Chatman St., Portland, Ore. PRIVATES ALBRECHTS, FRED W., Greenview, 111. ALLIES, JOHN W., Soda Springs, Idaho. ANDERSON, GUSTAV B., 687 E. 82nd St., North, Portland, Ore. ANDREASON, FRANK, Indian Diggings, Calif. ASHLEY, LARRY G., Lorenzo, Texas. BENGER, FRANCIS G., 267 4th Ave., Salt Lake City, Utah. BLACKBURN, EARL, Soda Springs, Idaho. BLOW, WALTER C., Elliston, Montana. 378 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) BROCKSCHMIDT, WILLIAM F., 432 nth Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. BROOKS, SIDNEY B., Booneville, Miss. CALER, CLARENCE P., Soda Springs, Idaho. CHANDLER, THOMAS D., 1301 Irving St., South Berkeley, Calif. CHIODA, SAM., 2314 East Hartson Ave., Spokane, Wash. CLARK, JOHN E., Haines, Ore. COBB, IRVIN, 1306 E. Union St., Seattle, Wash. COOK, CLARE C., 5219 5ist Ave., South, Seattle, Wash. COOK, JOHN T., Blakeley, Minnesota. COX, IRA V., Barnes, Ore. CRANE, HEBER C. Bennington, Idaho. CULLIGAN, CHARLES J., North Powder, Ore. CULVER, WILLIAM E., Atascadero, Calif. DALBY, CLEON E., Driggs, Idaho. DALESSI, LOUIS F., Oceano, San Luis Obispo County, Calif. DAVIS, LEO E., 206 Minor Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. DAVIS, THOMAS S., 256 West 5th South St., Salt Lake City, Utah. DEAN, MARVIN B., Medical Springs, Ore. DOBRENTEI, HARRY F., Powell Butte, Ore. DOELLING, HUGO L. J., R. F. D. No. i, Venedy, 111. DUKE, GEORGE R., Halfway, Ore. DUNKIN, WILLIAM A., Plad, Missouri. ELBERT, LESTER J., Forrest, 111. ELLIS, JOHN J., 832 West Ohio St., Chicago, 111. ESCALLIER, PIERRE P., 137 South Third St., Pocatello, Ida. FLETCHER, SAMUEL E., Creighton, Neb. FOREY, RAY W., 3827 25th Ave., Southwest, Seattle, Wash. GAY, SAMUEL H., Trenton, Florida. HALL, CHARLES A., 4515 North 30th St., Tacoma, Wash. HANSON, OSCAR M., R. F. D. No. I, Madison, Minn. HAWKS, ROBERT A., Seiad Valley, California. HEHL, WILHELM O., 3009 San Gabriel St., Austin, Tex. HENRY, ALBERT P., Sarepta, Miss. HERRIN, WILLIAM H., Calexico, Calif. HIGGINS, JOHN W., Route No. 3, Soddy, Tenn. HILL, RpBERT G., 1155 Williams Ave., Portland, Ore. JACKSON, CARL K., R. F. D. No. 5, Canton, 111. JOHANSON, ANDREW, Brush, Colo. JOHNSON, ARTHUR E., 4444 Milwaukee St., Denver, Colo. JOHNSON, ARTHUR H., 114 Alta St., San Francisco, Calif. JONES, DAVID H., 240 South Sixth St., Payette, Idaho. KELLOW, WRENNIE, Hebo, Oregon. KILEY, THOMAS, 23 North Main St., Danville, 111. KING, HARVEY G., 713 Park Place, Clinton, Iowa. KING, LEELAND S., Roosevelt, Calif. KIRKHAM, BURDETT O., Juneau, Wisconsin. KNOPF, ADAM E., 46 Woodward Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y. KOOY, GERRITT, Ripon, Calif. KOPP, WILLIAM F., 1315 Superior St., Toledo, Ohio. LACY, WILLIAM R., Gilbert, Arizona. Company "E" 379 PRIVATES LAEMMLE, ERNEST G., 634 South Main St., Ann Arbor, Mich. LANG-FORD, JERRY, Quinlan, Texas. LARSON, CARL A., East 106 First Ave., Spokane, Wash. LAUGHLIN, MARKUS R., Yamhill, Oregon. LEVINE, JACOB, 609 West Acacia St., Stockton, Calif. LUNDQUIST, CARL, Long Beach, Washington. MADSEN, MARINUS, Rodding Skieve, Denmark. MANIS, BERT, 2400 South P St., El wood, Indiana. MARX, WILLIAM E., Maroni, Utah. MATSON, ERICK W., Potlach, Idaho. MATTHEWS, JAMES P., Stidhem, Okla. McCONNELL, JOHN P., Mooers, N. Y. McKINNEY, LEVI W., Riverview, Alabama. MERRIMAN, JONATHAN H., Louise, Texas. MICHEL, ARTHUR J., Hillsboro, Ore. MISENHEIMER, CARL A., Cutler, Tulare County, Calif. MORRISON, ORA M., Tulare, Calif. MOYNIER, JEAN F.J., Box No. 411, Pocatello, Ida. MULLIS, ASA, Norman Park, Georgia. MYER, FAY E., 414 4th St., Portland, Ore. NELSON, ALVERTH, R. F. D. No. 2, Troy, Idaho. NIEME, RUDOLPH, Lakeside, Ore. NIMERICK, WILLIAM J., R. F. D. No. 3, Tacoma, Washington. NORTH, WILMER F., 602 Orange St., Wilmington, Del. OLAND, JOSEPH E., Gravel Ford, Ore. OLDEN, JENS P., R. F. D. No. i, Eatonville, Wash. (Continued) OLSEN, CARL, Troy, Ida. PANTEZES, PETE, Randon, Washington. PEDERSON, EMIL E., Nez Perces, Idaho. PEEL, DANIEL, Portersville, Miss. PEREDO, CASEY P., Lemoore, Calif. PETERS, HENRY, 829 Moors Ave., Portland, Ore. PETERSON, ANDREW, 195 McMillan St., Portland, Ore. PETERSON, ELVIN M., La ven worth, Washington. PETERSON, MELVIN, Ovid, Idaho. PORTER, ARTHUR W., Yamhill, Oregon. PRIDGEN, BASIL, Laton, Calif. PURDY, JOHN H., Coquille, Coos County, Oregon. PURVIS, JAMES T., Hanford, California. REAVIS, ARTHUR, Gardner, Ore. RHODES, SHERIDAN, Buckley, Washington. RICHARDS, WILLIAM A., 320 Ray St., Grass Valley, Calif. RISCH, ANTON, Fort Jones, Calif. RITTER, GEORGE A., Dubois, Idaho. ROBERTSON, HARVEY W., Lavenworth, Wash. ROGERS, FRANK, 141 Ren wick Place, Syracuse, N. Y. ROSE, MERRICK F., 113 2Oth Ave., South, Seattle, Wash. ROSENQUIST, OSCAR C., 1422 West 49th St., Seattle, Wash. ROUSE, JOHN W., Troy, Idaho. RUSSELL, WALTER T., 3132 2ist St., San Francisco, Calif. SANFORD, GROVER, c/o Cascade Lumber Co., Graham, Wash. SCHULZ, HAROLD, 6302 5th Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. 380 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES SHARP, FREDDIE, Camp No. i, Barber, Idaho. SHIRLEY, CHARLES H., Fishhaven, Idaho. SILLS, NEAL G. f Nooksack, Wash. SMITH, ARLAND H., Springhill, Tenn. SMOTHERS, HARRY H., R. F. D. No. i, Peoria, 111. SORENSON, JAMES, Pocatello, Idaho. SPELMAN, JOHN J., 2864 Folsom St., San Francisco, Cal. SPRAGUE, MAHLON, 134 East 3 1st St., North, Portland, Ore. SPURLING, ARTHUR G., Mansford, Washington. STAGG, ARTHUR, Deerlodge, Montana. STEADMAN, EARL W., 564 Gideon St., Portland, Ore. STEVENS, OLIVER, Norman, Washington. STEWART, EDWARD A., 913^ Williams Ave., Portland, Ore. STROEBEL, JACK, 228 S. Mentor Ave., Pasadena, Calif. SUNDQUIST, VICTOR, Royal Hotel, Seattle, Washington. ST. JOHN, GEORGE C., 378 Park Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. TAYLOR, EDWARD E., 465 Prospect Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. THOMPSON, BROOKE M., Macon, Miss. TODISH, PETER, 980 Larch St., Potlatch, Ida. (Continued) TROXEL, CARL M., 409 John Adams St., Oregon City, Ore. TUCKER, ARTHUR C., Standish, Calif. TWOGOOD, SHERMAN S., 2706 Champa St., Denver, Colo. VANCE, LESLEY W., 7th Ave., Phoenix, Arizona. WAITLEY, BURNIE B., Meridian, Idaho. WALSER, PETER J., Palouse, Washington. WARDEN, ALTON T., Tulare, Calif. WASS, HERMAN, Mariposa, Calif. WATSON, DANIEL B., 518 Lawn Ave., Finley, Ohio. WHITE, LEVI, J., R. F. D. No. 2, Banks, Ore. WIEHE, FRANK H., 631 S. Hickory St., Centralia, 111. WILCOX, CLEVELAND, Montpelier, Idaho. WILLIAMS, OSCAR W., 6216 Woodlawn Avenue, Seattle, Wash. WILLIAMSON, BURTON, Pleasant Grove, Utah. WILSON, FRANK E., Gales Creek, Oregon. WOLF, MORRIS, 691 Elliot Ave., Portland, Ore. YOUNG, RUSSELL, 17 River Drive, Passaic, N. J. ZANONE, DOMINGO A., Petrolia, Calif. ZOOK, OSCAR R., Monmouth, Oregon. Company " F " CAPTAIN WHITAKER, HENRY, Salt Lake City, Utah. FIRST LIEUTENANTS JOHNSTON, WILLIAM W., WENNER, GEORGE U., 420 North i6th St., Corvallis, Ore. 508 California St., San Francisco, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS LANGE, WALTER, SEAY, PERCY W. f 568 Commonwealth Ave., Detroit, Mich. 642 7th St., N. E., Washington, D. C. DWIGANS, ROBERT W. F ZAMIARA, MARION A., 833 South 9th St., E., Salt Lake City, Utah. U. S. A., A. G. O. FIRST SERGEANT BRAY, GORDAN J., 406 South Georgia St., Escanaba, Mich. MESS SERGEANT WALKER, JAMES C., 400 Valdese Ave., Morganton, N. C. SUPPLY SERGEANT KINCAID, ARTHUR M., 222 West Pacific St., Spokane, Wash. SERGEANTS PONOMARENKA, ALEXANDER, HOLT, BENJAMIN M., Cornucopia, Wisconsin. Conway, S. C. HADLEY, WILBUR, HESEK, JOHN, Roy, Utah. 5145 S. Campbell St., Chicago, 111. IWINSKI, GAZMER J., KLIEMAN, EDWARD L., 2246 S. Sacramento Ave., Chicago, 111. 517 Providence Ave., Spokane, Wash. PETRUSKA, MICHAEL, GILBERT, EARL H., 204 4th St., Passaic, N. J. 2715 Malabar St., Los Angeles, Calif. CORPORALS NASH, JOHN C., GALVIN, MICHAEL, R. F.D. No. I, Wilson Lane, Ogden, Utah. 35 Coleridge St., San Francisco, Calif. WAY, GEORGE B., GOMES, JOSEPH A., Barn well, California. 1623 Campbell St., Oakland, Calif. GRANTHAM, HAROLD M., LOBER, SAMUEL, 204 S. Kellogg St., Portland, Oregon. Cissna Park, 111. HEGLUND, RALLENCE L., REGNIE, FRANK, 916 W. roth St., Los Angeles, Calif. 38 Elm St., Paterson, N. J. 382 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS HUNGERFORD, CECIL H., Idaho Falls, Idaho. NELSON, NELS H., R. F. D. No. 4, Box 63, Moscow, Ida. BRUCE, DONALD D., 711 6th Ave., Lewiston, Ida. McCLANE, JOHN A., R. F. D. No. i, Sumner, Wash. KEEMA, EDWARD, R.F.D.No.3, Box 602, Elk Grove, Calif. DEETZ, ALVIN J., R. R. No. 2, Aurora, Ore. GOTTHARDT, GEORGE, 503 Miller Ave., Portland, Ore. BEDYNEK, BRUNO A., R. F. D. No. 4, Corvallis, Ore. HOLCOMBE, MARTIN A., 713 S. 7th St., Laramie, Wyo. COMBS, DONALD R., Pollock, Idaho. DEL CASTILLO, FIDEL J., San Miguel, Calif. ( Continued] KELLY, CHARLES, Box 266, Sonoma City, Calif. KENNEDY, MELDRUM S., Oak Harbor, Wash. McGLOIN, ROBERT, 45 Morris St., Portland, Ore. REDDEN, RETURN J., Altonah, Utah. STANFpRD, LAWRENCE R., Sheaville, Ore. TAYLOR, E. K., Sweets Hotel, Wallace, Idaho. VAN POOL, HEEMAN L., Spring Camp, Idaho. WOOD, CLARENCE L., 685 E. 8th St., Portland, Ore. KIENTZ, JOHN E., Glouster, Ohio. BONNEAU, JOSEPH O., 869 Garfield Ave., Portland, Ore. GROW, FLOYD G., Rexford, Mont. COOKS BATTI, PELLIGRINO, 1660 Mason St., San Francisco, Calif. DURAND, STANLEY E., Lisbon, North Dakota. ELDER, CLARENCE C. f 146 E. 63d St., Los Angeles, Calif. MCDONALD, GILBERT, 259 North Vandelia St., Brazil, Ind. MECHANICS BROWN, SAMUEL W., DEPUTAT, JOHN, Franklin, Missouri. Kooskie, Idaho. HELM, MARION L., R. R. No. 2, Parma, Idaho. BUGLERS DAMIANO, VITI, Bismarck, Pa. FREELAND, HARRY H. Horton, Kansas. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BARKER, CLAUDE C., Brawley, Calif. BOUGHER, WILLIAM J., 916 Callahan St., Muskogee, Okla. BUTLER, PARKE F., Fenn, Idaho. EDMANDS, EDGAR Y., Arroyo Grande, Calif. ELOTT, ALBERT T., 151 Grand Ave., N., Portland, Ore. FRYMARK, DOMINIC R., 54 Chamber St., Milwaukee, Wis. DEHNING, GEORGE H., R. F. D. No. i, Gifford, Idaho. DYE, CLARENCE P., 1756 Calif. St., San Francisco, Calif. EELLS, ROY M., R. F. D. No. 2, Brady, Neb. FISCHER, LOUIS M., Roberts, Ore. FREDENBERG, ALFONSO, Corbin, Idaho. GAYLORD, FRANK B., Bieber, Larsen County, Calif. Company "F" 383 PRIVATES FIRST GEHRING, BERNARD H., Keuterville, Idaho. HALL, J. E., Visitation Academy, Tacoma, Wash. HAMILL, JOHN, Green Creek, Idaho. KEEFE, JOHN J., 807 N. Cushman St., Tacoma, Wash. KELLUM, WILLIAM, Woodland, Idaho. KIZER, EARL, Susanville, Calif. KNOOP, ALBERT H., Box 103, Stent, Calif. LARSON, HENRY, Kellogg, Idaho. KEITH, WILLIAM A., Watsonville, Calif. KREIZENBECK, CARL H., Emmett, Idaho. LAVOIE, AUGUST, Wallace, Idaho. CLASS (Continued) MILLER, HENRY J. f Union Dock, Port Townsend, Wash. MITCHELL, JESSE A., Glenn's Ferry, Idaho. MYERS, ALVIN L., R. F. D. No. i, Sedro Woolley, Wash. OLSEN, RUDOLPH J., I27.K Russell St., Portland, Ore. OLSON, THORER JOHN, 1842 Clavert St., Portland, Ore. STEVENS, PAUL G. f Newby Route, Box 13, Bristow, Okla. VERDUGO, LEWIS, Box 865, San Gabriel, Calif. WEHOLT, JOSEPH E. Box 7, Harpster, Idaho. WHITE, FRANK E., 1865 Berkley, Portland, Ore. WOODY, EMMETT P., Sweet, Idaho. ZUMWALT, WILLIAM E., Boles, Idaho. PRIVATES ADAMSON, FRED, R. F. D. No. 3, Trousdail, Okla. ADCOCK, JAMES L., R. F. D. No. i, Kooskia, Idaho. ADOLPH, FRED, 1000 E. nth St., N., Portland, Ore. ALPS, GILBERT P., Pekin, 111. ALKIRE, JOSH H., Lucile, Idaho. ALLISON, WILLIAM, Lowell, Idaho. ANDERSON, ALBERT C., 1634 2 ist Ave., Seattle, Wash. ANDERSON, ALBIN, Gem, Idaho. APLIN, DALLAS W., Route A, Box 93, Florala, Ala. BACON, WILLARD A., Box 73, Parma, Idaho. BAGLEY, GUY R., 167 N. I7th St., Portland, Ore. BAILEY, CHARLES F., Mission Valley, San Diego, Calif. BANKS, HARRY, Reubins, Idaho. BAUMGARTNER, FREDERICK S., R. R. No. 3, North Vernon, Indiana. BENEDICT, LEE, 185 E. 87th St., N., Portland, Ore. BENSCHING, ALVIN H. Keuterville, Idaho. BIGGERS, CLYDE E., R. F. D. No. i, Gardena, Idaho. BOGAR, CHESTER A., Deary, Idaho. BOS, MARTIN, Parma, Idaho. BOUDREAU, DOLP, 818 Hale St., Escanaba, Mich. BRADY, CHARLES, Glenn's Ferry, Idaho. BRONCHO, JAMES, R. F. D. No. i, Culdesac, Idaho. BROOKS, MILTON Y., Mountain Home, Idaho. BROWN, WESLEY J., Box 14, Hammett, Idaho. BRYANT, HARRY W., Grangeville, Idaho. CAFFREY, WILLIAM D., Elizabeth Port, N. J. CAMPBELL, WALTER F., R. D. F. No. i, Middletown, Term. CAMSUZOU, JOHN, San Miguel, Calif. 384 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES CARLSON, ANDY, Box 443, Mullan, Idaho. CARRIGER, WALTER R., Fredericktown, Ohio. CERBARANO, NICOLA, 91 Gesler St., Providence, R. I. CHARNLEY, FRANK A., 1237 Omaha Ave., Portland, Ore. CLARK, RAYMOND S., R. F. D. No. 4, Boise 1 , Idaho. COLLINS, JOHN B., Marietta, Texas. CRAGG, TOLBERT A., R. F. D. No. 2, Tiger, Ga. CRAIG, HARRY, 1123 53d St., Oakland, Calif. CROSBY, JAMES P. 493 ist Ave., New York, N. Y. CUMMINGS, CHAUNCEY O., Llanada, Calif. DARIENZO, FRANGESIO, 532 W. Coal St., Shenandoah, Pa. DARING, ELMER H., R. F. D. No. 2, Mendon, Ohio. DA VIES, JAMES H., 9125 Yukon Ave., Seattle, Wash. DAVIS, ORIE C., 122 Oregon St., Peoria, 111. DE DIGS, VENY, Longvale, Calif. DENNIS, JOHN L., Edgewood, Calif. DIXSON, JASPER, R. F. D. No. 2, Seymour, Indiana. DOBBINS, GEORGE C., Joseph, Idaho. DODSWORTH, RAY THOMAS, R. F. D. No. 3, Yakima, Wash. DOLE, WILLIAM E., Los Vegas, Nev. DOMENICO, PETENON, Stevenville, Mont. DONATI, LINO, Cayucos, Calif. DOWD, JOSEPH W., 2116 Benton Bldg., Kansas City, Mo. DUNCAN, TEE, Godley, Tex. DUNGAN, JOHN B. F 2118 Bank Ave., Superior, Wis. DUNN, ERNEST L., Silverton, Ore. (Continued) DYER, ALLEN R., Content, Mont. EK, ROY M., Box 346, R. F. D. No. i, Portland, Ore. ELROD, ERNEST D., Primeville, Ore. ENGLE, MARSHALL M. Star Route, Kooskia, Idaho. FARGO, HIRAM C., R. F. D. No. i, Toston, Mont. FERGUESON, WILLIE H., Primeville, Ore. FORSYTH, STANLEY M., 269 W. 4th St., North Provo, Utah. FREDERICK, LLOYD, Box 1 02, Ferdinand, Idaho. FUNKE, EDWARD J. R. No. i, Box No. 3, Cottonwood, Idaho. GAUMOND, GEORGE C., Burke, Idaho. GEHRE, RALPH, Cameron, Idaho. GENTRY, FRANK, Cottonwood, Idaho. GESSLER, JOHN R., 668 y* Borthurch St., Portland, Ore. GHISELLI, GUIDO, 2246 Mason St., San Francisco, Calif. GILLESPIE, WILLIAM C., Route No. 2, Whigham, Ga. GLEASON, WILLIAM S., Beggs, Oklahoma. HANSES, LOUIS J., Star Route Taminy, Lewiston, Idaho. HARRIS, THOMAS S., 1922 Terry Ave., Seattle, Wash. HARTLEY, HARVEY K., Box 8A, R. F. D. No. i, Marshfield, Ore. HARVEY, GLENN, Cascade, Idaho. HATCHER, CHARLES J., Lenox, Idaho. HOWE, ROY, Box 527, Ontario, Ore. HUFFMAN, LESLY S., Clarkstown, Wash. HUGHES, ALBERT J., 616 South Napa St., Spokane, Wash. JOBE, HARRY E., Westlake, Idaho. JOHNSON, CARL T., Bruneau, Idaho. Company "F" 385 PRIVATES JOPLIN, LESTER V., Boise", Idaho. KAUFMANN, HENRY C., Cottonwood, Idaho. KEITH, CALVIN T., Watsonville, Calif. KELLY, ADAM, Fallen, Calif. KIMBROUGH, GRANDVILLE B., R. F. D. No. i, Carthage, 111. KING, TED H., Mountain Home, Idaho. KINSEL, CHRISTIAN J., Calistoga, Calif. KINSWORTHY, ROBERT S., Hooks, Texas. KINZLI, HANS, 12 Hunte St., Santa Cruz, Calif. KOELKER, BEN, R. R. No. I, Cottonwood, Idaho. KRATONIS, GEORGE P., 210734 1st Ave., N. Seattle, Wash. LARGE, THOMAS, White Bird, Idaho. LAWSON, ALBERT R., Bruneau, Idaho. LE FRANCIS, WILLIAM A., Clarkston, Wash. LEHFELDT, CARL J., Asotin, Wash. LEMONS, ERNEST, Spring Camp, Idaho. LEVY, IRWIN, 1035 Geary St., San Francisco, Calif. LINNEY, WILLIAM H., 312 Flume Ave., Kellogg, Idaho. LITTLE, LEE, Longston, Ala. LOFSTROM, JOHAN S., Astoria, Ore. MALLON, JAMES, 85 Crocker St., San Francisco, Calif. MARLER, GEORGE W., Ola, Idaho. MARTIN, NEIL P., R. R. No. 2, Arlington, Wash. McABOY, WILLIAM L., Yankton, Ore. MCDONALD, CICERO H., R. R. D. No 2, Box 9, Round Mountain, Ala. 25 (Continued) MELI, PAUL, Box 358, Miami, Ariz. MOE, OSCAR, 215 Richmond St., Portland, Ore. MORTON, BRYAN D., Murphy, Idaho. NEIRINCK, AUGUST, 963 E. igth St., N. Portland, Ore. NELSON, FRICK J., 715 E. 8oth St., Portland, Ore. NIELSON, FRED A., Troutdale, Ore. OATMAN, ENOCH, Box 425, Kamiah, Idaho. OBERG, AXEL GEORGE, Mullan, Idaho. ODETT, JOSEPH, Susanvifie, Calif. OLSEN, AXEL, Hill City, Idaho. OLSON, OTTO J., Opportunity, Wash. ONTHANK, JOHN A., Ferrell, Idaho. OWENS, RAYMOND P., 554 Bidwell Ave., Portland, Ore. PIERCE, HOWARD S., Meridian, Idaho. RAY, JOHN B., Mountain Home, Idaho. REYNOLDS, JOHN L., Box 132, Kuna, Idaho. SANCHEZ, LORENZO, Toos, New Mexico. SHERIDAN, T. M., 1643 Tarleton Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. SMITH, THOMAS P., Oglesby, 111. STAINBROOK, JAMES M., R. F. D. No. 3, Cambridge Springs, Pa. STOEHSLER, HENRY J., Box No. 4, Daisy, Ore. STONE, ERNEST T., Casscoe, Arkansas. STRATTON, JOHN R., Bennett, Idaho. TAUBE, ALBERT J., Sawyer, Wise. TERRIAIO, WILLIAM, Ashland, Me. TESTOR, JULIUS, Wallace, Idaho. 3 86 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES TOLARI, MARIO, 228 Diamond St., San Francisco, Calif. TOMLINSON, VICTOR W., 3317 North loth St., Tacoma, Wash. TRENT, JAMES ARTHUR, R. F. D. No. 2, Bois, Idaho. TRIMBLE, JOE W., Hope, New Mexico. TRUEBLOOD, ORVILLE B., Grangeville, Miss. TURNER, THOMAS A., R. R. No 2, Edinburg, Miss. VERGONI, MARIO, Box 235, Ridgefield, Conn. WALTERS, BENJAMIN M., Box 382, Cleveland, Oklahoma. WARD, SAMUEL N., Olema, Calif. (Continued) WHITE, ALTON J., Emmett, Idaho. WHITE, JAMES A., 719 South 4th St., Corvallis, Ore. WHITE, RAYMOND, Route No. 3, Palouse, Wash. WHITE, WILLIAM S., Box 536, Mt. Home, Idaho. WIEDRICK, KNIGHT E., R. F. D. No. 3, Bois<, Idaho. WILKINSON, WILLIAM E., Glenn's Ferry, Idaho. WILTON, THOMAS H., Richland Springs, Texas. WINKLEY, CLARENCE, 2939 Federal St., Everett, Wash. WOLFF, WILLIAM P., Leland, Idaho. Company "G" CAPTAIN HILL, EDMUND W., Harland Road, Norwich, Conn. FIRST LIEUTENANTS HAIN, LEO R., ELLIOTT, CHARLES W., Ellsworth, Kansas. 70 Piedmont St., San Francisco, Calif. SOUTH, CHARLES D., 855 Jackson St., Santa Clara, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS DONOVAN, ROBERT E., BROOME, VICTOR C., 620 West 7th St., Reno, Nevada. Hotel Van Nuys, Los Angeles, Calif. ROPER, JOSEPH S., Alamosa, Colorado. FIRST SERGEANT RICHARD, RUSSELL F. A., 2267 Union St., San Francisco, Calif. MESS SERGEANT BALL, ERNEST E., Cumberland, Maryland. SUPPLY SERGEANT SUNDBY, ARTHUR V., 1530 Fourth Ave., Northwest, Puyallup, Wash. SERGEANTS WATKINS, DECATUR B., HOLMES, CHESTER H., Company "G," I2th U. S. Infantry. 2 Cypress Terrace, Brookline, Mass. ROBERTS, CLAUD A., WEIMER, SAMUEL S., Lyon, Kansas, General Delivery. Bealeton, Virginia. GRAHAM, JAMES S., TOMP WRPMAM p> 200 North Central Ave., Chicago, 111. ^w Va SHEPARD, CHARLES E., PPPPHM FARMFST T Healdsburg, Calif. PERRON, EARNEST J. KLEMENS, STEVE, FlfSt St - EsCanaba> MlCh ' 1107 Ninth Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. MATTSON, ANDREW, KASOWITZ HARRY Morris, 111. 3533 Sacramento St., San Francisco, SEEKAMP, WILLIAM A., Calif. 19 John St., Covington, Ky. BERGS VIK, ELMER M., Yankton, South Dakota. 387 388 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS RETHORN, WILLIAM H., Vandalia, 111. COOROUGH, RAYMOND A., Prairie Du Chin, Wis. BROWN, RALPH S., Staples, Minnesota. HARLEY, JAMES, 2933 Quinn St., Chicago, 111. BENZEL, IRVING, 197 Roebling, Brooklyn, N. Y. WECHSLER, LEON, 219 Ave. "B, " New York City, N. Y. BEURLEIN, JOHN A., 5129 Ludlow Ave., St. Bernard, Ohio. WILSON, WILLIAM, Wells, Minn. GREEN, LAWRENCE W., 715 Brown Ave., Fresno, Calif. FAWCETT, ELMER, 530 Forty-first St., Oakland, Calif. SCHURR, EARL G., 501 North Sierra Nevada St., Stockton, Calif. CHRISTOPHERSON, OLE H., Japlin, Montana. MUNSON, FREDERICK W., 1917 Stuart St., Berkeley, Calif. MERRIHEW, SYDNEY M., 700 Eitel Bldg., 2nd Ave. & Pike St., Seattle, Wash. MASON, LEWIS L., c/o R. L. Mason, Amadoville, Ariz. McCORMICK, CHARLES L., 1909 Caroline St., Houston, Texas. WIND, SOREN F., Box 641, Crockett, Calif. GROSS, WILLIAM, Sequel, Calif. SMITH, ROBERT K., 209 North Aurora St., Stockton, Calif. HORNEY, FOREST R., Fort Morgan, Colorado. JUNKER, RAYMOND O., Atascadero, Calif. LONG, JOHN, Prosser, Washington. McGRAW, ARTHUR W., 1 122 East Park St., Butte, Mont. MOYER, CHARLES H., 202 West Oak St., Independence, Kansas. PETERSON, CARL L., 1218 Grant St., Morris, 111. SOUDERES, JOHN N. G., 26 Ringold St., San Francisco.California. WINTERS, ALMA J., Montpelier, Idaho. SHARP, LLOYD T., 301 North Front St., Sterling, Ohio. WATKINS, EDWARD R., 2312 Stuart St., Berkeley, Calif. CARDWELL, RUBEN EDWIN, 123 L St., Salt Lake City, Utah. COOKS DELL 'OSSO, RAFFAELLO, 818 Rosabel St., Los Angeles, Calif. KULWICZ, JOSEPH, 37 Jetland Place, Bridgeport, Conn. SLUPIANOWSKI, FRANK, 677 Third Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. STEVENS, GLEN D., Princeton, Calif. MECHANICS JORDAN, JOSEPH, 4248 West Iowa St., Chicago, 111. KRUSLOCK, HILDING P., Paso Robles, California. VIERRIA, AUGUST G., Box 19, District No. 10, Marysville, Calif. VIERRIA, DANIEL M., Box 19, District No. 10, Marysville, Calif. BUGLER FIRST CLASS EALEY, ELMER, Indianapolis, Indiana. BUGLER WELCH, MINOR JOSEPH, Kalispell, Montana. Company "G" 389 PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BECK, JOHN W., 4230 Fort Hill Blvd., Oakland, Calif. BODANSKI, BEN O., Browerville, Minn. COX, JAMES L., Potlatch, Idaho. COX, WILLARD S., 276 Golden Gate Ave., San Francisco, Cal. CUBBERLEY, WILLIAM J., Hotel Netherlands, Hood, Calif. CURRAN, GEORGE P., 2605 Ellsworth St., Berkeley, Calif. FERGUSON, HARRY A., 153 North Third St., Paterson, N. J. HOOD, CHARLES H., Ventura, Calif. HOSKINS, HERBERT J., 32914 Twelfth St., Sacramento, Calif. KNOWLTON, WILLIAM, R. F. D. No. 3, Minooka, 111. LUNDEEN, DAVID J., Orland, Calif. MAKRIS, HARRY, 1014 Second St., Sacramento, Calif. McCALL, TEXAS A., Imperial, Calif. McLAY, JOHN L., R. F. D. No. 4, Box 1360, Sacramento, Calif. OHM, JpHN, Jr., Vernalis, San Joaquin County, Calif. OSTRANDER, WILLIAM C., Box 252, Williams, Colusa County, Cal. OWEN, EUGENE EDWARD, 5029 Cimarron St., Los Angeles, Calif. PARKER, HERBERT A., Bear, Idaho. PATERSON, MALCOLM G., 1809 San Jose 1 Ave., Alameda, Calif. SORENSEN, CARL S., Brush, Colo. STITES, LAWRENCE J., Huntington, Oregon. SWACKHAMER, LEON P., 1508 Market St., Oakland, Calif. TOMPKINSON, JOSEPH T., 2029 San Antonio Ave., Alameda, Calif. TONKIN, ALFRED W. P., Jungo, Nevada. WILDES, RAYMOND L., Pittsburg, Contra Costa County, Calif. WILLIAMS, CHARLES L., 1123 Glendon Court, South Pasadena, California. WILLIAMS, THOMAS E., Kimball, Nebraska. WOOD, CLARENCE L., Cadanassa, Calif. WUTHRICH, EDWARD B., Box 506, Montpelier, Ida. PRIVATES AGOSTINO, GIUSEPPE, 1335 Twenty-first Ave., South Seattle, Washington. ALBERTINI, ANTONIO V., Post No. 77, Pittsburg, Calif. ARGALL, ELGIN M., Groveland, Tuolumne County, Calif. ATKINSON, JESSE, 300 North Lee St., Roswell, New Mex. AUNE, CARL S., Mackay, Idaho. BAKER, HULET McDANIEL, Mount Ida, Arkansas. BARNES, JAMES, 2101 Stockton Blvd., Sacramento, Calif. BARTSCHI, LEO F., Nounan, Idaho. BAZATA, CHARLES, Westfield, Mass. BELLUOMINI, COLOMBO, 544 East Filbert St., San Francisco, Cal. BERG, JOHN, 451 Blackstone St., Portland, Ore. BETTIN, FRANK, Victoria, Texas. BITTON, ALFRED E., R. F. D. No. 3, Rigby, Idaho. BRADBURY, ROSCOE E., Auburn, Placer County, Calif. BRESETTE, CLIFFORD C., Paso Robles, San Luis Obispo County, California. BUCKLES, TROY R., Brush, Colorado. CABRAL, MANUEL, Box 83, Oakley, Calif. CHRISTOFFERSON, HARRY, 605 East 29th St., Tacoma, Wash. 390 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES COONS, HAROLD N., 1514 O St., Sacramento, Calif. COOPER, THOMAS H., 1724 San Pablo Ave., Oakland, Calif. CORCORAN, EUGENE A., P. O. Box 38, Lincoln, Calif. CORE, CHARLES L., Outlook, Washington. CORNELIUS, CHARLES W., 1324 East Market St., Stockton, Calif. CRAWFORD, LAWRENCE, Douglas, Arizona. CRITSER, HARRY V., 80x421, Montpelier, Idaho. CRIVELLO, SALVATORE, 417 Bay St., San Francisco, Calif. CUNHA, TONY, 811 Oak St., Chico, Calif. DAVIS, ARTHUR E., Danville, Arkansas. DEAL, CARL V., Ladelle, Arkansas. DEHAVEN, BEN M., R. F. D. No. 2, Medina, Ohio. DOLAN, WILLIAM B., 21 2> South Washington St., Spokane, Wash. DORNEY, LEE C., Montpelier, Idaho. ENGSTROM, CLAUS A., 504 London Ave., Rockford, 111. FERDINAND, JOHN A., 310 West 6th St., Yankton, S. Dakota. FIRKINS, EGBERT O., Moravia, Iowa. FREEMAN, TOM R., Kings County, Calif. FREY, CHARLES O., R. F. D. No. 2, Fulton, Ky. FRIEDLAND, EDWIN L., Cleveland, Oregon. GARCIA, VICTOR, Lockwood, Calif. GARDNER, FRED, 2789 South State St., Salt Lake City, Utah. GARNER, LEE, 1907 Vaeglin Ave., Selma, Ala. GAUTHIER, AUGUSTIN, c/o Servel Bros., Robin, Idaho. GERACI, PHILLIP, 465 West 25th Place, Chicago, 111. (Continued) GILBERT, WALTER M., 724 Seventh St., Modesto, Calif. GILCHREST, OTTO A., 5904 Twenty-fourth Ave., South, Seattle, Wash. GLASSMAN, ROY, 122 Eighteenth Ave., Seattle, Wash. GORDON, ALEXANDER, Rural Route No. 7, Douglasville, Ga. GORSLINE, ALLEN L., Box 37, Gastun, Ore. GREEN, STERLING, Haines, Baker County, Ore. GRIMM, ALBON, 5037 Fiftieth Ave., South West, Seattle, Wash. GUENSER, GODFREY C. Chaspa, Minn. HADDOCK, JENNINGS B., Bloomington, Ida. HALE, VESTER A., Manteca, San Joaquin County, Calif. HALES, WILLIAM S., Newcastle, Calif. HALL, HAMES E., R. F. D. A., Hazelhurst, Ga. HALL, JOHN A., Box 327, Baker, Ore. HAMMER, GILBERT R., Flaxville, Montana. HANSON, CHESTER C., 306 W. 3rd North St., Salt Lake City, Utah. HARDIN, ROBERT O., Williams, Colusa County, Calif. HARDING, CHARLES F., R. F. D. No. I, Lind, Wash. HART, EMERY ALLEN, Rural Route No. I, Walker, Iowa. HIME, ORIEN O., West Liberty, Iowa. HIMMELSBACH, HAROLD A. R., R. R. No. 42, Yakima, Wash. HOATSON, CALVIN D., 646 Pearl St., Eugene, Ore. HOFFMAN, HOMER F., R. F. D. No. i, Box 57, Kent, Wash. HOFFMAN, RUDOLPH, R. No. 3, Box 225, Sacramento, Calif. HOLCOMB, ELIOT, 654 Clackamas St., Portland, Ore. Company "G" 391 PRIVATES HOLMES, JOHN H., 80x341, Hartshorn, Okla. HOSTETTER, JOHN, Riverside, Calif. HOVELAND, WILLIAM T., 515 South 34th St., Tacoma, Wash. HUTCHINSON, ROSS, American Falls, Idaho. JACOB, JULES E. P., 1701 38th Ave., Oakland, Calif. JACOBS, MAX L., Artois, Glenn County, Calif. JENSEN, MARTINUE, Laws, Calif. JOHNSON, HENRY A., Chinese Camp, Calif. JOHNSON, REUBEN G., Grass Valley, Nevada County, Calif. JOHNSON, SAMUEL EARL, R. No. 7, Franklin, Tenn. JONES, EVAN D., Earlington Heights, Renton, Wash. KALLWICK, CONRAD, 1319 Government Way, Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. KANNEGAARD, JOHANNES, Melba, Idaho. KARR, OSCAR V., Weiser, Idaho. KAVATHAS, JOHN, 15 North Eldorado St., Stockton, Calif. KNAPP, HARRY, 550 soth St., New York City, N. Y. KNIGHT, GEORGE F., 125 West loth St., Pueblo, Colo. KOCHIS, JOHN M., Wells, Nev. KROESCHER, ERNEST F., 360 South gth West St., Salt Lake City, Utah. KROTZER, ROLAND W., Port Angeles, Wash. LANCASTER, DURWARD HARRIS, Anding, Miss. LAWRENCE, CHARLES D., Star Route, Wapato, Wash. LAWTON, PAUL H., 611 State St., Lamed, Kansas. LOGAN, NICK, Box 231, Ruth, Nevada. LOTT, RALPH, Goltry, Oklahoma. (Continued) LOVELL, PERCIVAL J., 1814 East Highland Drive, Seattle, Washington. LUNDY, BURMAN, Star Route South, Fort Morgan, Colo. LUSARDI, BERTOLOMES, R. F. D. No. 6, Box 113, Stockton, Calif. MACKEY, FRANK J., 1549 South California St., Stockton, California. MARCHAND, ERNEST, P. O. Box 411, Pocatello, Idaho. MARESCHI, OTTAVIO, Sulphur Mine, Sulphur, Nevada. McCULLOCH, JOHN, Elko, Nevada. MELUM, GEORGE L., Canby, Oregon. METCALF, ELI F., 421 South Brown St., Spokane, Wash. MEYER, FRANK H. F., Box 175, Arlington Heights, 111. MICHELI, PALMIRO, Box 8 1, Carlin, Nevada. MILLER, JOHN C., Route No. 3, Baxley, Ga. MILLET, MICHAIL E., General Del., Santa Barbara, Calif. MOLLERSTUEN, HARRY M., Flaxville, Montana. MONTGOMERY, WARREN C., Littleton, Colo. MULLIGAN, JAMES IRA, Lincoln, Calif. NELSON, PERRY L., Keystone Apts., No. 6, 1369 Hyde St., San Francisco, Calif. NELSON, WALTER A., R. F. D. No. 2, Kent, Washington. OSBORN, LEMUEL ELDON, Paolo, Oklahoma. OWEN, GEORGE KENDALL, 215 "E" St., Salt Lake City, Utah. PAPPADOPOULOS, JAMES G., Gen. Del., Salt Lake City, Utah. PARDUHN, ERNEST, R. F. D. No. I, Sandy, Utah. PARKS, MONROE, R. F. D. No. 3, Station "C," Memphis, Tenn. PARMINTER, LEON E., R. No. 3, Box 59A, Fort Morgan, Colo. 392 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES PAUL, RALPH, 536 "L" St., Fresno, Calif. PAYNE, ASCEL K., Bloomington, Idaho. PIETRONAVE, JOHN, 449 Broadway St., San Francisco, Calif. PRICE, MATTHEW G., 394 Oneida Ave., Idaho Falls, Idaho. RAY, KEITH A., 1493 Arapahoe St., Salt Lake City, Utah. REID, GEORGE, 1701 Darcas, Omaha, Nebr. REINERO, CONSTANZO, Box 90, Road 2, Healdsburg, Calif. RICHTER, EDWARD, Redtop, Minn. RILEY, EDGAR DELMONT, 42 Hicks St., Pawtucket, R. I. RITTERMEYER, ERNEST A. Monegaw Springs, Mo. ROTH, IKE, 7500 Wilson, Seattle, Wash. SCHARR, LEOPOLD, Red Bluff, Tehama County, Calif. SCHUMACHER, FRED E., Selah, Washington. SCHUMPERT, DORSE Y LEE, R.F.D. No. 2, Dorsey, Miss. SECKEL, ALBERT C., Helen Apts., Spokane, Washington. SELEWSKI, JACOB, 127 Thirty-first St., Detroit, Mich. SHEPHERD, MARION O., Julesburg, Colo. SHERWOOD, WALTER M., 554 South loth East St., Salt Lake City, Utah. SHULTS, McKINLEY, Route No. I, Cohutta, Ga. SIEGEL, LAWRENCE L., Angels Camp, Calif. SIMS, JAMES H., Bellevue, Idaho. SLATER, WALTER E., Madeline, Calif. SMITH, FLOYD W., Enumclaw, Wash. SMITH, JAMES S., Garrison, Utah. (Continued) SMITH, JAMES W., Route No. 7, Union City, Tenn. SMITH, SYLVESTER T., Grass Valley, Calif. SMITH, WILLIAM O., Dossville, Mississippi. SPEIRS, ALVIN M., Bennington, Bear Lake County, Idaho. SPRINGER, FRANCIS M., Weldona, Colorado. STANOWSKI, JOHN, Route No. 2, Box 6, Ashley, 111. STATHAKIS, DEMETRIOS, Martinez, Calif. STODDARD, JAMES R., Woodland, Yolo County, Calif. STOKKE, WILLIAM C., 711 Jefferson St., Stoughton, Wis. STOWELLS, HARVEY A., 1047 East 53rd St., Los Angeles, Calif. SULLIVAN, HAROLD B., Virginia City, Nevada. BUTTON, HAROLD T., Paris, Idaho. SWEENEY, EUGENE A., 1512 Willard St., San Francisco, Calif. THIEL, MARTIN D., Box 444, Ritzville, Wash. THOMPSON, GEORGE, Sacramento Bee, Sacramento, Calif. TORNBERG, OSCAR W., 4 Steiner St., San Francisco, Calif. UHLIG, ARNO E., Kyle, Texas. VALAN, VALENTINE, 858 Hayes St., San Francisco, Calif. VAN PUT, CORNELIUS, 129 Sophia St. Rotterdam, Holland. VIRTA, KALLE, Bessemer, Mich. VON LENGEN, WILHELM, 211 East Channel St., Stockton, Calif. WASHBURN, DELANO, Gen. Del., Oakdale, Nebr. WELLER, NORMAN R., Bloomdale, Ohio. YEAGER, GEORGE EMANUEL, R.F.D. No. 2, Kirkland, 111. ZAMBELLI, ANDY, c/o Dalmer Boench, Peoche, Nevada. Company "H" CAPTAIN HENRY R. ANDERSON, Detroit, Minn. FIRST LIEUTENANTS SHERMAN K. BURKE, FLOYD M. JARDINE, 2911 Russell St., Berkeley, Calif. 1068 Corona St., S. Denver, Colo. HEATH, COLVIN, 867 West 3d St., Pomona, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS BERTRAM P. PUCKETT, 2738 Forest Ave., Berkeley, Calif. ROBERT M. LOWE, 795 Ashbury St., San Francisco, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT PETTIT, CHARLES L., Wilson Lane, Ogden, Utah. SUPPLY SERGEANT FOSHEE, ANDREW J., Richardsville, Oklahoma. MESS SERGEANT SMOOT, WALTER S., 715 Andrew St., Paris, 111. SERGEANTS BARRY, NICHOLAS J., Lakeview, Oregon. DUNN, JOHN P., 417 "T" St., Eureka, Calif. HARDISON, HARVEY, Berkeley, Calif. HUBBARD, THOMAS G., Calvin, Ky. JONES, WALTER H., Kittyton, Tenn. McCONNAHA, EVERETT L., R. F. D. No. 5, Fulton, Mo. McCONNAHA, JEROLD E., R. F. D. No. 5, Fulton, Mo. NOBLE, THOMAS, Vest, Ky. PAZUREK, ANDREW, Route 6, Grand Rapids, Mich. REIDY, JOHN P., San Francisco, Calif. SMITH, ROBERT M., San Francisco, Calif. THEW, GEORGE A., 66 1 Placer St., Butte, Montana. WACHOB, PAUL E., Ray, Ariz. WORKMAN, VIRGIL A., Georgia, Ind. 393 394 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS BENSON, WILLIAM E., Pawhuska, Okla. BUNYARD, WILLIAM C., Wewoka, Okla. CONNELLY, JOHN W., Hendrix, Okla. DOUGHERTY, NOBLE B., Muskogee, Okla. DUCKWORTH, JAMES C., Hayesville, N. C. DUNN, ELLIE G., Stringtown, Okla. FARQUHAR, CLAYTON W., Sacramento, Calif. EASTER, ELMER E., Bigheart, Okla. GRIFFIN, GEORGE W., Hollister, Calif. HARBISON, CHARLES C., FUlmore, Calif. HARLOW, FRANK W., 448 Eleventh St., Portland, Ore. HARRISON, IRVIN E., Potlatch, Idaho. HELLER, HERMAN, 209 Summer St., Lynn, Mass. HEYL, OMAR M., 1514 Mancapa St., Santa Barbara, Calif. ZAVALA, MICHAEL J., JOHNSON, LEON W., 410 East Locust St., Adrian, Mich. JONES, ROY D., Rose, Okla. KEY, CRAYTON C., Wewoka, Okla. LORANGE, EMIL J., 502 South Main St., Los Angeles, Calif. MULVANEY, WILFRID J., 1042 Nevada Ave., Butte, Montana. PEACOCK, VIRGIL A., Albany, Ore. ROBERTS, JOE L., Grangeville, Idaho. SMITH, CHALMERS E., Mullan, Idaho. SORTILLON, MIKE, 457 Seventh Ave., Yuma, Ariz. SPENCER, CARL W. f Portland, Ore. STUDER, GEORGE A., 608 Schuyler St., Portland, Ore. TOMER, HYATT L., Corona, Calif . WATSON, ERNEST, 257 Effie St., Fresno, Calif. WELANDER, MELVIN P., Box 84, Clear Lake, Wash. 478 Main St., Yuma, Ariz. MECHANICS LADUE, ROYACE A., 154 A Street, Lowell, Mass. MILLER, HARRY, Belsano, Pa. PATTERSON, HARRY, Kooskia, Idaho. ROBERTSON, CHARLES H., St. Peter's Bay, P. E. I., Canada. COOKS AKEO, CHRISTIAN A., 1337 Olive Ave., Long Beach, Calif. BYRNE, HUGH, Armagh, Ireland. No. 8 Grotton St. MEAGLIA, SAMUEL, 127 W. Elmyra Sta., Los Angeles, Calif. ROBINSON, WILLIAM, 34 Riverside Ave., Santa Cruz, Calif. BUGLERS KIMI, JAMES, 608 K East 5th St., Los Angeles, Calif. TRIANI, JOHN, 3512 Magnolia Ave., Oakland, Calif. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BERGMAN, WALTER E., Seabeck, Wash. BOLINGER, BOYD, 122 East 2d St., Oklahoma City, Okla. BREEDING, FRANCIS L., Pawhuska, Okla. CARUSO, SAMUEL, 127 Wool St., San Francisco, Calif. Company "H" 395 PRIVATES FIRST COHEN, MAYER R., 109 North nth St., Muskogee, Okla. DAVIS, BARTON V., Checotah, Okla. DEAN, FRED E., 409 South B St., Toppenish, Wash. DEES, JOHN V., Greenup, 111. DISMUKES, GEORGE R., 42 1 % E. Okmulgee St. , Muskogee, Okla. DWYER, WILLIAM J., Mt. Pulaski, 111. EVANS, JACOB E., Caney, Oklahoma. FENDER, LAWRENCE E., Richfield, Idaho. GARAVENTA, RINALDO, Mokelume Hill, Calif. GINOCHIO, PETER, Concord, Calif. GOODWIN, FRANK E., Payette, Idaho. HEIJARI, AUGUST, 59 Clay St., San Francisco, Calif. STOKES, EFFEL CLASS (Continued} HERMAN, THOMAS H., Genesee, Idaho. HERRALL, CHARLES W., 821 Hood St., Portland, Ore. HOLMES, OSCAR W., Troy, Idaho. LANE, JOHN, Hindsville, Ark. NELSON, WENDELL E., Auburn, Calif. NORTON, GEORGE W., 326 North 2d St., Sterling, Colo. NORTON, JOHN, Bloomington Springs, Term. OUSLEY, HOMER H. f Aure, Minn. PERACOVICH, JOHN, Newport, Calif. PROPPE, RINARD, 454 Lexington Ave., Portland, Ore. RAMEY, RAYMOND E., Sterling, Colo. STEIN, EDWARD P., Kellogg, Idaho. , Hollister, Calif. PRIVATES ABSHER, JOHN R., Wewoka, Okla. ACKMAN, ELMER C., 735 West Jefferson St., Macomb, 111. ALBERT, LEONARD F., Cornland, 111. ALBERTY, JESS, Stillwell, Okla. ALDRIDGE, CALLIS, 403 Main St., Sallisaw, Okla. ANDERSON, PAUL W., 44 Penn Ave., W. Reading, Pa. ANDERSON, RUEBEN E., Madill, Okla. ANGELICH, STOJAN, 1246 Leavenworth St., S. Francisco, Cal. BARNES, CHARLES A., Lewistown, 111. BEARDEN, HENRY E., Avant, Okla. BEATTY, CHARLES, 826 Eddy St., San Francisco, Calif. BELLO, EMIDDIO, 895 South 2ist St., Salem, Ore. BEST, PAUL C., Tahlequah, Okla. BLOCK, WILLIAM H., Gridley, Calif. BOZZI, SANTY, 415 E. ii/th St., New York City, N. Y. BRITTIAN, BERNARD H., Douglasville, Ga. BROWN, CHARLES C., Glenn Pool, Okla. BROWN, ROY L. f Broken Bow, Okla. BUSHYHEAD, CHARLES L., Bigheart, Okla. CABANESS, ROY C., 99 Grand Ave., Texarkana, Ark. CAPRON, CHARLES W., 69 Wood St., Providence, R. I. CARTER, RAY B., West Tulsa, Okla. COCHRAN, WYNTON W., 1834 H St., Fresno, Calif. COURTNEY, WILLIAM R., Davis, Okla. 396 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) DAIUTO, EDUILIO, Sacramento, Calif. DAVIS, RAYMOND A., 206 Park St., Nevada City, Calif. DAVIS, ROYAL A., 3035 Steiner St., San Francisco, Calif. DEAN, ABRAHAM L., Tyler, Texas. DEITHELM, AUGUST, Oakley, Calif. DENNY, ELSWORTH A., Chewey, Okla. DESHAZER, WILLIS B., Skiatook, Okla. DICKERSON, EVERETT L., Watsonville, Calif. DOLLAR, HARVEY O., Caddo, Okla. DOWDY, SAMUEL H., Rome, Ga. DUNHAM, REA E., 826 Thirty-eighth St., Oakland, Calif. DURHAM, EZRA P., Lawrenceville, Ga. DURHAM, GRADY H., Tucumcari, N. M. EBBERT, SAMUEL J., Bushnell, 111. ELLIS, ROY, Elk Creek, Calif. FARRINGTON, ALBERT J., Jamestown, N. C. FISCHBUCH, CARL W., Sherwood, Ore. FLEUCHAUS, FRED, Clearmount, Mo. FOGLER, CLARENCE H., Loomis, Calif. FRANKS, WILLIAM K., Bigheart, Okla. FRENCH, ORVAL C., Halsey, Ore. FRIEDL, GEORGE, 396 Chestnut St., St. Mary's, Pa. FRIEDMAN, HYMAN J., 289 Grant St., Portland, Ore. FURTADO, JOAQUIN, Oakley, Calif. FURTADO, MANUEL, Oakley, Calif. GABRIELSON, CHARLES, 575 Broadway, Portland, Ore. GARDELLA, JOHN, 1407 East South St., Stockton, Calif. GARRANT, CHARLES E., Miles City, Mont. GARRETT, JAMES E., Eufaula, Okla. GEORGES, GUST, 2835 East loth St., Oakland, Calif. GHIGLIERI, LOUIS, Stockton, Calif. GIBBON, ELMER E., Dundee, Ore. GILSTRAP, LEWEY A., Tecumseh, Okla. GLADDEN, FEW T., Kendrick, Idaho. GNECCO, JOHN A., Mokelume Hill, Calif. GRAHAM, MELVERNE I., Toledo, Wash. GRANLUND, GUST P., Avon, Idaho. GRAVES, BAYARD M. f 1228^ G St., Sacramento, Calif. GRAY, ELBERT E., Genesee, Idaho. GREEN, ALBERT, Sigurd, Utah. GRESSOT, CHRIS S., St. Helena, Calif. GRIMES, FRANK M., Watsonville, Calif. GROFANNI, GIOVANNI, Tuolumne, Calif. GROSSI, LEVICO, Salinas, Calif. GUIER, DAVID R., Meteor, Wash. GUINN, WILLIAM R., Lake Arthur, N. M. GUSTAFSON, ELIAS, New Castle, Wash. HALBROOK, ARTHUR R., Blowout, Idaho. HALE, LEONARD P., 808 Houston St., Muskogee, Okla. HANEY, CLARENCE, Stillwell, Okla. HANSELMAN, CLYDE L., Sallisaw, Okla. HARRELL, JESS J., Sallisaw, Okla. Company "H" 397 PRIVATES HARRIS, WALTER F., P. O. Box 82, Union, Ore. HATLEY, LEON, 214 N. Lewallen St., Moscow, Idaho. HECHT, FRED, Kendrick, Idaho. HEIL, WILLIAM A., 939 East Main St., Portland, Ore. HEINO, JOHN, Embarrass, Minn. HEISEL, EDDIE, Tillamook, Oregon. HENDERSON, HIRAM, Westville, Okla. HERMO, EINART, Quincy, Ore. HESS, DON C., 442 Second St., Aurora, 111. HILL, JAMES M., Stigler, Okla. HOLIBAUGH, CECIL L., Los Angeles, Calif. HOLMES, JAMES B., 5403 Forty-first Ave., Portland, Ore. HOPE, MERLE, Bigheart, Okla. HOUSE, DEE M., San Saba, Texas. HULSE, ERNEST E., Asotin, Wash. JACKSHA, WALTER H., Moscow, Idaho. JACKSON, IRVIN F., Danville, Georgia. JACKSON, JAMES P., 2400 Van Ness Ave., S. Francisco, Calif. JEWETT, CLARENCE W., Maple Valley, Wash. JOHNSON, JAMES R., Bagwell, Texas. JOHNSON, JOHN W., Troy, Idaho. JOHNSON, NATHAN, Bigheart, Okla. JOHNSTUN, JOSEPH W., Mesa, Ariz. JONES, RALPH W., Crows, Texas. JUBB, THOMAS W., Estacada, Ore. KING, WILLIAM F., Sulphur, Okla. (Continued) LARSEN, PHILIP L. H., 547A Twenty-third Ave., Seattle, Wash. LASHER, WILLIAM J., Watsonville, Calif. LAY, ALLIE, Hulbert, Okla. LEON, RAYMOND B., Clarkdale, Ariz. LESTER, LEONARD L., 1482 W. 28th St., Los Angeles, Calif. LIGON, ELMER E. ( Bon Aqua, Term. LINDSEY, AYDELOTT G., Sulphur, Okla. LONGMIRE, ROY B., Yakima, Wash. LOOB, WILLIAM P., Box 211, East San Diego, Calif. LOWERY, JOHN H., Coalgate, Okla. LOWRANCE, CHARLES O., Sulphur, Okla. LUCAS, MATH J., Homestead, Okla. LUNDY, ERIC, Mabton, Wash. LYMAN, WILLARD E., Salt Lake City, Utah. MACKEY, JOHN W., Hanford, Calif. MAHAFFEY, WILLIAM L., Kemmerer, Wyoming. MALONEY, MATHEW J., Neche, North Dakota. MERZ, ERNEST, Fortuna, Calif. MILLER, CHRIS, Salina, Okla. MULFORD, CASTILE, 115 Haight St., San Francisco, Calif. NANKERVIS, THOMAS H., 646 Brighton St., Grass Valley, Calif. PAGE, LUCIUS, Colquitt, Ga. PAPAVASILIOU, VASILIOS, Joplin, Mo. PASTENE, TONY J., 2105 O'Farrel St., San Francisco, Calif. PEARSON, JAMES S., Forest City, Calif. PEARSON, JOHN P., 605 Cedar St., Wallace, Idaho. 398 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES PECK, JOHN M., Stockton, Calif. PLANCHON, DAVE, Antioch, Calif. PLANCHON, FRANK, Oakley, Calif. POE, FRED M., Grangeville, Idaho. POWELL, CLIFFORD P., Elm St., Clarkston, Wash. PREISENDORF, CONRAD, Fort Morgan, Colo. RAYBURN, SYLVESTER J., 403 Fairbank St., Portland, Ore. REY, JOE P., Crockett, Calif. REYNOLD, DANIEL L., White Pine, Tenn. RICHARDS, DAVID T., 214 Park Ave., Nevada City, Calif. RIGGS, MARION F., R.F.D. No. 3, Box 25, Alpena Pass, Ark. RITTER, JOHN A., Aurora, Ore. ROBERSON, OTIS O., North Fork, Nevada. ROBERTS, WILLIAM N., R. F. D. No. i, Georgetown, Ga. ROBSON, JAMES A., 688 Sherrot Ave., Portland, Ore. ROSS, WILLIAM R., R. F. D. No. 2, Ripley, Tenn. ROUSSAEAU, SIMEON, Stedouard, Province of Quebec, Canada. WILSON, LOGAN E., 127 (Continued < RUH, IRWIN H. C., Chilton, Wis. RUTLEDGE, EARNEST, Brooksville, Fla. SALSTOM, MAURICE F., 2311 S. Wilkison St., Tacoma, Wash. SCHALLBURGER, JOSEPH, Keuterville, Idaho. SEWELL, MELVIN E., Lucille, Idaho. SILFLOW, HERMAN A., Cameron, Idaho. SIMLER, CHARLES E., Woodland, Idaho. SIMLER, RICHARD R., Woodland, Idaho. SLAUGHTER, JOHN D., R. F. D. No. 2., Fordtown, Tenn. SLAUGHTER, ROBERT O., R. F. D. No. I., Fordtown, Tenn. SMITH, WILLIAM F., Jerome, Ariz. SNYDER, GLENN R., Kamiah, Idaho. SPENCER, RALPH C. f R. F. D. No. 2, Canton, 111. UCHYTIL, THOMAS, Weldon, Mont. UMBARGER, WILLIAM R., Saulsbury, Tenn. WAFFORD, CLARENCE, R. F. D. No. i, Mores Hill, Ind. WELLBORN, WEYMAN P., Lithonia, Ga. West Pine St., Paxton, 111. Company "I" CAPTAIN MILLER, BERNARD P., 1856 East 25th St., Oakland, Calif. FIRST LIEUTENANTS STRICKLER, SAMUEL K., MENEFEE, PERCY L. f 1 129 East Ocean Ave. , Long Beach, Calif. Portland, Ore. COVER, CHARLES J., Rocky Ford, Colo. SECOND LIEUTENANT WILLIAMS, ALFRED A., 1545 Pine Ave., Long Beach, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT WILCOX, SAMUEL C., Vandale, Ark. SUPPLY SERGEANT PROCHAZKA, FRANK, Hopkins, Minn. MESS SERGEANT CORBITT, BENJAMIN H., Farmington, Calif. SERGEANTS CICH, JOSEPH, HICKCOX, RAY, Escanaba, Mich. 1818 Homer Ave., Kansas City, Kans. CLOUGH, RALPH, TERLITZKY, BENJAMIN, McGregor, Iowa. 1004 E. Lombard St., Baltimore, Md. CROWE, JOHN T., TREICHLER, WALTER, 320 S. 4th St., Missoula, Mont. Chicago, 111. CRUTCHFIELD, MARSHAL N., WISTI, VICTOR, Cumberland Gap, Tenn. Liminga, Mich. ESCORSE, TONY, ZYLKA, STANLEY, 703 Castro St., San Leandro, Calif. Rossford, Ohio. CORPORALS AUGHINBAUGH, RUSKIN, BEYER, CHARLES D., Servia, Ind. 216 N. 5th St., Grand Forks, N. Dak. BAKER, GEORGE H., BRADDY, WILLARD W., Shelbyville, Mo. R. F. D., Box 78, Anderson, Calif. BARISH, SOLOMON, BRANDON, RALPH R., Gen. Del., Seattle, Warh. Gilman, Mont. 399 400 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS (Continued) CAMPBELL, JOHN S., MOTON, JESSE M., c/o Y. M. C. A., Billings, Mont. Alexia, North Carolina. CAMPBELL, WILLIAM E., NEUMAN, HERBERT H., Arvada, Wyoming. Spokane, Wash. CARPENTER, HARRY, NIELSON, CARL M., 4221 North Grove St., Tacoma, Wash. Pleasant Grove, Utah. COREY, HUGH L., NOTT, TITUS B., Woodville, Miss. Clintonville, Wisconsin. DAVIS, WILLIAM, O'HARO, ALEXANDER P., I2th U. S. Infantry. 124 W. Main St., Stockton, Calif. DEUTER, ALBERT J., ONGARO, FREDERICK A., 215 Stewart St., Seattle, Wash. 31 Grand Ave., Watson ville, Calif. ELDER, DAVIS T., PERIZ, ROSARIO, Ottawa, Kans. St. Louis, Missouri. EWALD, BERT, PETERSON, JAMES D., Glasgow, Mont. Colfax, Wash. FIGUEROA, PATRICK F., POWELL, JAY D., 53 W. Julian St., San Jose", Calif. Klamath Falls, Ore. HARPHAM, JAMES L., PRINCE, VIRGIL F., Maupin, Ore. Clayton, Idaho. KEEFFE, LINCOLN T. P., RUSSELL, SELWIN, 718 Cole St., San Francisco, Calif. I2th U. S. Infantry. LIEBREICH, HERMAN, STERN, MICHAEL, 1409 W. Stanton St., El Paso, Texas. 1236 N. Leavitt St., Chicago, 111. LINN, HAROLD, STRUCK, FRANK, Tuba City, Ariz. 3410 N. Kilbourne Ave., Chicago, 111. WARNOCK, JOHN W., 4617 Carleton St., Pittsburg, Pa. COOKS BROSNAHAN, DANIEL V., McCABE, EDWARD, Knobnoster, Mo. Derby, Conn. FOOTE, DAVID E., MIKESELL, JOSEPH, 212 Lakeview Ave. , San Francisco, Calif. Morgan, Utah. MECHANICS ALLAN, JAMES N., BENNETT, ABRAHAM J., 8053 Twelfth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 1201 Sixth Ave., Seattle, Wash. BABCOCK, WILLIAM E., PERRY, STEPHEN L., 1047 Minna St., San Francisco, Calif. 202 West Boone Ave., Spokane, Wash. BUGLERS BURNETT, WILLIAM B., CONWELL, HARRY H., Newport, Tenn. Tonapah, Nevada. PRIVATES ABBOTT, FLOYD, ALMINDARS, FRANCISCO, R. R. No. i, Parksville, Ky. 804 Seventh Ave., Seattle, Wash. AFDEM, WALTER, ALSING, HENRY E., 6501 South Park Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 706 Buena Vista Ave., Alameda, Calif. ALLEN, JAMES E., ALVES, JOHN M., High, Arkansas. San Luis Obispo, Calif. Company "I" 401 PRIVATES AMACHER, JOSEF, 290 Grand St., Portland, Ore. ANDERSON, ANDREW, 427 Fairview Ave., Seattle, Wash. ANDERSON, EDWARD W., 314 Vasa Ave., Fergus Falls, Minn. ANDERSON, GEORGE, Jr., Queets, Wash. ANDERSON, JOHN E., 228 W. Sprague Ave., Spokane, Wash. ANDERSON, ORA E., R. F. D. No. 2, Yakima, Wash. ANDERSON, SAMUEL, 1 2th U. S. Infantry. ANDREFF, PETE, Tacoma, Wash. ARCUS, GEORGE, 187 3rd St., San Francisco, Calif. ARELLANES, FRANK, Solvang, Calif. BAKER, STANLEY, R. F. D., Box 34, Buckley, Wash. BALLARD, JOSEPH, 33 I5th St., Detroit, Mich. BANDA, GIOVANNI, Crockett, Calif. BARHAM, CHARLES E., Route 4, Broadway, Texas. BECK, DANIEL D., Centerfield, Utah. BEGUELIN, FREDERIC, 1 2th U. S. Infantry. BELL, SEBASTIAN, Smyrna, Ark. BENNETT, EDWARD J., 1065 Minna St., San Francisco, Calif. BERNARD, ALBERT B., Deeth, Nevada. BERNHOFSEN, PAUL, 22503 Second Ave., Seattle, Wash. BLAIR, WILLIAM J., 2614 West 23rd Ave., Denver, Colo. BOETTGER, CHARLES H., Portland Hotel, Seattle, Wash. BOGGIANO, FRANK P., 504 Fourth Ave., Seattle, Wash. BOGGS, RAYMOND E., San Francisco, Calif. BOGKOSIAN, KRIKOR, 416 Spring St., Seattle, Wash. BOND, RAY, Wendel, Calif. 36 (Continued) BONNEY, RALPH R., Garfield, Wash. BOTTEN, HARRY, Box 15, Camano, Wash. BOULTINGHOUSE, GEO. D., Grandville, New Mexico. BRAND, CHAS. L., Box 114, North Park St., Seattle, Wash. BREDA, ALBERT, 7349 26th N. W. f Seattle, Wash. BROOKS, JAKE, Roberta, Georgia. BROOKS, JOHN, Becker, Ky. BROWN, ARTHUR T., Langley, Wash. BROWN, THOMAS O., Star Route, Anding, Miss. CALAMONERI, ANTONE, Box 2, Pittsburg, Calif. CARPENTER, LEO E., R. F. D. No. i, Tumwater, Wash. CARR, JOHN J., "C" St., Virginia City, Nevada. CHRISTIANSEN, JOE, 4425 3rd Ave., Seattle, Wash. CHRISTOFER, MAKS, 1313^ First Ave., Seattle, Wash. CLARK, BERNIE F., Swiss Home, Ore. COFFMAN, ROLLO F., 6742 I7th, N. W., Seattle, Wash. COLLINS, EDWAND P., 320 "D" St., San Rafael, Calif. COMALLI, ANGELO, Route 2, Box 679, Santa Rosa, Calif. CONNELLY, STEVE P., 558 W. San Carlos St., San Jos<, Calif. COOK, FRANCIS M. f Bieber, Calif. COOPER, FRED A., 524 Canal St., Santa Barbara, Calif. COOPER, FRED E., R. F. D. No. 3, Sebastopol, Calif. CORBO, CHARLES, 26 Lee St., Stamford, Conn. CORRIGAN, CHARLES F., 748 Marcy Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y COSTA, TONY, Arroyo Grande, Calif. CRAWFORD, ROBERT E., Enterprise, Ore. 4O2 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES DANZ, HENRY, Box 704, Port Angeles, Wash. DARNOLD, HARLEY E., Villisca, Iowa. DAVIES, DAVID W., 706 Ninth Ave., Seattle, Wash. DEGNON, EDWARD J., Box 176, Douglas, Wyoming. DELONG, HUGH E., I2th U. S. Infantry. DERHAM, CHRISTOPHER, 2334 Howard St., San Francisco, Calif. DHANENS, BERNARD, Stoneham, Colo. DONAHUE, EDWARD J., 1218 Nostrand St., Brooklyn, N. Y. DOUGHERTY, ASA R., 3215 40th Ave., S. W., Seattle, Wash. EILERS, WILLIAM G., R. F. D. No. 2, Havana, 111. FIESELMANN, SIDNEY F., 1106 North Perry Ave., Peoria, 111. FRANCIS, GEO. M., 1421 Divisidero St., San Francisco, Calif. GARAVANTA, ANTONIO, San Andreas, Calif. GIBSON, CHAS. A., Monmouth, Iowa. GODWIN, JOHN B., I2th U. S. Infantry. HALL, JOHN T., Mesa, Miss. HENDERSON, WILLIAM, Belleville, 111. HOUSTON, ROBERT, Clairborne, Miss. KELLY, DAVID G., c/o I. H. C. .Grand Forks, North Dakota. LAND, LEE, Springfield, Ore. LARSEN, GEORGE H., 1627 W. 39th Place, Los Angeles, Calif. LILL, ERNEST M., Dolores, Colo. LOGAN, ROSCOE, 1815 Lindell St., Hannibal, Mo. MAGEE, JAMES, Route i, Box 53, Holmesville, Miss. MANNING, GREGORY J., 8514 Fifth Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. MARCUCCI, ABRAM, Shellville, Calif. (Continued) MARINONI, BASIL, Westwood, Calif. MARINOVICH, MITCHELL, 18 Alexander St., Watsonville, Calif. MARSH, FRANKLIN A., Evanston, Wyoming. MARSH, HAROLD J., Box 555, The Dalles, Ore. MARTIN, ARTHUR R., Portland, Ore. MARTIN, BEVERLY C., Loveland, Colo. MARTIN, HENRY H., Box 193, Kootenai, Idaho. MARTINELLI, CHAS. P., 820 Pine St., Napa, Calif. MATERNE, HENRY E., 1023 Fairview Ave., Spokane, Wash. MAUCH, CHAS. B., Genesee, Idaho. MAXWELL, JOHN H., Nine Mile Falls, Wash. MAY, EDWARD E., Desmet, S. D. MELL, GARNET, Harrington, Wash. MENCHINI, PAUL, Greenfield, Calif. MERRILL, ROY R., 109 Frederick St., Santa Cruz, Calif. MILLS, EARL M., 99 N. I7th St., San Jose", Calif. MILONETTI, RICHARDO, Davenport, Calif. MINNIE, JOE P., R. F. D. No. i, Santa Rosa, Calif. MIRANDA, JOHNNIE M., Idria, Calif. MONTANO, PABLO, Cambria, Calif. MOORE, FRANCIS G., Colusa, Calif. MORRIS, MIKE, Gen. Del., Pullman, Wash. MORRIS, TONY E., R. F. D. No. 3, Box 550, Watsonville, Calif. MULLIN, ALBERT M., Bridgeport, Calif. MUNDT, WILLIAM, Grange ville, Idaho. Company "I" 403 PRIVATES MURPHY, JAMES T., 411 E. 32nd St., Minneapolis, Minn. McCOLLEY, ROY, Alum Rock Ave., San Jos<, Calif. McCONKEY, WILSON J., Mt. Vernon, Tenn. McCORMACK, RAY L., Boyds, Wash. McCORMICK, OLA C., Lexington, Ore. MCDONALD, NORMAN D., Box 26, Tolt, Wash. McENTEE, JOHN T., Soledad, Calif. McGEE, PERCY R., Parker, Wash. McGINNIS, JOHN P., Los Olivos, Calif. McGRUE, NED L., Pitts viUe, Calif. McHONE, FRANK M. f R. F. D. No. i, Kooskia, Idaho. McINTYRE, WILLIAM T., Watsonville, Calif. McKEA, WESLEY J., 1235 D St., Sacramento, Calif. MCLAUGHLIN, WM., Brooklyn, N. Y. McREYNOLDS, LEONARD R., 420 Bush St., Pendleton, Ore. NEILSON, ARCHIE W., Pleasant Grove, Utah. NEWFIELD, JOHN C., Estrella, Calif. O'DONNELL, ERNEST M., Wilburton, Oklahoma. O'HARA, JAMES K., 309 Wall St., Spokane, Wash. OLIVERA, ALBTERT, Alderson, Okla. OLIVER, MANUEL M., Route A, Box 385, Piedmont Road, San Jose 1 , Calif. OMSTEAD, ALBERT L., 68 Maple St., Santa Cruz, Calif. O'NEAL, ARTHUR, Locker, Texas. ORDAZ, FRANK, 221 Cote St., Santa Barbara, Calif. ORENS, WILLIAM H., San Louis Obispo, Calif. (Continued) ORTEGA, MANUEL J., 212 Olive St., Ventura, Calif. OTIS, ALBERT, Romulus, Okla. OTTE, JOHN P., 1128 Main St., Calistoga, Calif. OWENSBY, WILLIAM E., Lula, Okla. PAGE, CECIL O., Greenfield, Calif. PAGH, WALTER, Route 2, Box 53, Wilbur, Wash. PARNELL, JOHN W., Route i, Leakville, Miss. PAROLI, PAUL, Route 5, Box 236, Santa Rosa, Calif. PARSLEY, JESSE S., Greer, Idaho. PARSONS, GEO. L., 117 Eighth St., Santa Paula, Calif. PARSONS, JAMES F., Hartshorne, Okla. PASSADORI, LODOVICO, Mission St., Santa Cruz, Calif. PAULSON, ARTHUR, 813 Guerrero St., San Francisco, Calif. PAYNE, JOHN, Wilburton, Okla. PEBWORTH, CHARLIE, Boswell, Okla. PEDRAITA, LOUIS P., Cayucos, Calif. PEDRANTI, ALBERT W., Olema, Calif. PERMASSE, JOHN M., Santa Maria, Calif. PETERSON, HARRY, 2119 Leavenworth St., Omaha, Neb. PHARRIS, CHARLES, Sikestown, Missouri. PHILLIPS, GRAY R., Haileyville, Okla. PHINNEY, ELBERT, Camarillo, Calif. PICANCO, ALFRED L., Route i, Watsonville, Calif. PLEGER, RUDOLPH, Garwood, Idaho. POE, CHARLES C., Daisy, Okla. POOR, MONTIE, Gowen, Okla. 404 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) PROEBSTEL, CYRIL C., Western, Ore. PUCCIO, COLUMBO, Santa Barbara, Calif. PULLUM, FLEM, Malvern, Alabama. PUTMAN, EARL G., 1507 W. Eighth St., Oklahoma City, Okla. QUINTANA, STEPHEN, Morro, Calif. RAGLAND, WILLIAM G., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. REED, LEE, Brownstown, Ark. RENNER, OLUF C., Coffeyville, Kans. RIGGS, CHARLIE F., Nelson, Okla. RIVERA, ISIDRO, 1151 Bishop Road, Los Angeles, Calif. RODDY, JESSE, Route 2, Box 10, Ada, Okla. ROFF, JAMES L., Roff, Okla. ROSENSTEIN, ABRAHAM J., 2339 Druid Hill Ave., Baltimore, Md. ROWTON, JAMES C., Quinton, Okla. RUSSELL, BEN C., 715 Washington Ave., Boise", Idaho. YARBROUGH, LEE SCHERZINGER, LEE P., Boise', Idaho. SCHWATKA, FRED L., 4217 2 ist St., San Francisco, Calif. SCURLOCK, RUBIN N., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. SEBULSKY, JOHN A., 172 Bagley St., Detroit, Mich. SHAUGHNESSY, DAVID F., 922 Grove St., Oakland, Calif. SKINNER, JAMES, Route I, Greenbrier, Ark. SMITH, JAMES E., Russellville, Okla. SMITH, ORVLE H., Hartshorne, Okla. SNOWDEN, FREDERICK A., 820 East 66th St., Tacoma, Wash. WALLEY, RAS, Summerland, Miss. WASHBURN, FRED H., St. Francisville, Miss. WELLMEIER, LOUIS F., 510^3 South Main St., Los Angeles, Calif. WILKINS, GEORGE V., Gen. Del., Stoneham, Colorado. WOODY, LIDA L., Juliaette, Idaho. WUKSAN, MILES, Boise 1 , Idaho. H., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. Company "K" CAPTAIN BECKETT, HARRY, Freemansburg, Penn. FIRST LIEUTENANTS GO WEN, LANCE E., SHEFFEY, SIMEON E., 5005 22d Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. Plainview, Texas. SECOND LIEUTENANTS POULSEN, GUY H., DECKER, JOHN P., Selma, Calif. 1710 West I2th St., Des Moines, Iowa. FIRST SERGEANT SCRIBNER, CHARLES C., 655 London St., San Francisco, Calif. MESS SERGEANT HICKS, WILLIAM, Selmer, Tenn. SUPPLY SERGEANT WESTON, EDWARD P., 1037 Oakland Ave., Cedar Rapids, Iowa. SERGEANTS MIZE, CHARLES I., FOSTER, VICTOR L., Mulhall, Oklahoma. Wynne, Arkansas. CHEVAL, WILLARD P., CARR, MIKE, 849 Athens Ave., Oakland, Calif. Louisville, Ky. GASTON, WILLIAM E., GREENE, MARLEY V., Georgiana, Alabama. Fremont, Mo. HINTON, PERRY H., HUMPHRIES, JOHN, 139 E. Mulberry St., Springfield, Ohio. 521 Everett Ave., Palo Alto, Calif. FISCUS, VENT, HEWITT, WELLINGTON B., 3036 Ruckle St., Indianapolis, Ind. Ballynacashon, Killinchy Co., Down, FREDERICKS, CHARLES, Ireland. R. F. D. No. i, Jellico, Tenn. BULANDER, FRANK H., 719 Oakland Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. CORPORALS HARRIS, WILLIAM, HEMPHILL, LAWRENCE A., 579 38th St., Oakland, Calif. 719 "D" St., Fresno, Calif. McGINLEY, EDWARD, HARRISON, ZENIFF D., 228 "K" St., Sacramento, Calif. R. F. D. No. I, Malid City, Idaho. 405 406 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS (Continued) DILLINGHAM, MELVIN E., Albion, California. LORENZO, ANDREW C., Box 464, Yuma, Ariz. COPPEL, MORRIS, Berkeley, Calif. McMURRAY, WILLIAM J., 922 S. Hunter St., Stockton, Calif. BURKE, JEREMIAH J., Crockett, Calif. PETRIE, JOHN J., Los Angeles, Calif. REINHARD, JACK M., 5132 Cimarron St., Los Angeles, Calif. WILLIAMS, JAMES H., 702 Warner St., Tacoma, Wash. RICHARDSON, WILLIAM P., 225 Paula Ave., Santa Paula, Calif. SWANBECK, OLLiE W., 604 S. Cannon St., Spokane, Wash. FURLONG, JOHN, 3622 Morgan Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. MORRISON, CHARLES R., 3d St. & Country Road, Lind, Wash. CRAWFORD, PHILIP M., Billings, Mont. MURPHY, CHARLES J., R. F. D. No. I, Chehalis, Wash. HUBER, RUSSELL M., Saint James, Minn. SORENSEN, WALTER P. C., 2417 E. Gordon Ave., Spokane, Wash. WEST, LEWIS B., Spanish Fork, Utah. WAITE, WILDER J., Broken Bow, Okla. WOZNIEWSKI, STANLEY, 2035 Augusta St., Chicago, 111. CURRAIN, JAMES, 129 Nash St., New Haven, Conn. SMITH, SAMUEL E., Monohan, Washington. SPLETTER, OTTO A., Santa Maria, Calif. SPARKS, ROBERT J., 403 Main St., Sallisaw, Okla. JOSEPH, FREDERICK, Rodeo, Calif. WALDMANN, HAROLD, 210 Miller Ave., Mill Valley, Calif. TOBEY, JOHN L., Station "T," Rose Hill, Los Angeles, Cal. TERRY, ODRA V., 1285 Howard St., San Francisco, Calif. COOKS MOORE, SIMON R., 720 Hoffman Ave., Monterey, Calif. PAPPANACHAL, EMTHINIO, MidvUle, Calif. SWANSON, OSCAR W., Ironwood, Michigan. VAN TYNE, ROY W., 3383 Eighth Ave., Spokane, Wash. MECHANICS ANDERSON, ANDREW, SUNDERMEYER, MACHIEL, Box No. 39, R.F.D. No. i, Buckley, Wash. Berweg St., Rotterdam, Holland. GURRIES, HENRY, WHARREGARD, WALTER, San Martin, Calif. 891 Forty-first St., Oakland, Calif. BUGLERS FIRST CLASS BRODSKY, JOSEPH, 1221 California Ave., Chicago, 111. ROBERTS, THOMAS C., Santa Mateo, California. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS ANDERSON, CHARLES, Crockett, Calif. APLAND, GERT O., Shoshone, Wyo. APLAND, NEILS O., Shoshone, Wyo. BARTOLERO, GUIDO, 26 First St., South Roslyn, Wash. BATES, THOMAS C., P. O. Box 76, Riddle, Oregon. CARLSON, PAUL, 4111 Alki Ave., Seattle, Wash. Company "K" 407 PRIVATES FIRST GOMES, ERNEST L., Shoshone, Idaho. GOMES, JOSEPH P., Jr., R. P. D. No. i, Box 17, Martinez, Calif. GOODING, GEp., Papeete, Tahiti. HASKELL, CECIL P., 628 Vernon Ave., Venice, Calif. KINSEL, c/o L. S. Mitchell, Calistoga, Calif. MILLER, FRED, 1605 Meadow Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. RIZZUTO, JOSEPH P., R. B, Box 242, Gilroy, Calif. RODRIGUES, DOMINCOS, Concord, California. ROLLERI, LOUIS, Gilroy, Calif. ROSSINI, JOSEPH L., Saint Helena, Calif. RUIZ, RAMON, 828 Presidio Ave., Santa Barbara, Calif. SAMPSON, ANDREW B., Box 202, Checotah, Okla. SAMUELS, WILLIAM V., Fountain Green, Utah. SANDERS, MILTON C., R. No. 8, Spokane, Wash. SCHLADER, GEORGE J., Russell, Idaho. SCHOBER, FRANK J., Cottonwood, Idaho. SHAFFER, DENVER D., 516 Woodbury St., Miles City, Mont. WILLIAMS, JAMES F CLASS (Continued) SILACCI, PERCY B., Salinas, Calif. SILVERIO, DAVID J., Box 364, Nipomo, Calif. SORENSEN, ED. L., 1545 California St., San Francisco, Calif. SOWERS, JOHN W., Guernevifie, Calif. STANFORD, JOSEPH E., 706 E. Main St., Stigler, Oklahoma. STANLEY, IRA D., Caney, Oklahoma. THOMPSON, ROBERT H., 33 Eggleston St., Napa, Calif. TOLL, WILLARD L., Kooskia, Idaho. TOMAGNE, FRED, Saint Helena, Calif. VANEGAS, JOHN M., Ventura, Calif. VAN HOUTEN, ELMER A., 920 South G St., Tacoma, Wash. VITALI, TOM, 314 Kearney St., San Francisco, Calif. WALLMAN, GEORGE, Jr., Sonoma, Calif. WARDLE, WILLIAM V., Pocatello, Ida. WHALEN, HUBERT J., San Lucas, Calif. WHEELER, ANDREW W., 2212 Sixth Ave., Spokane, Wash. WHITE, EUGENE, 375 S. Balouse St., Walla Walla, Wash. ., Chaney, Washington. PRIVATES ADAMS, ALBERT M., 425 Court St., Woodland, Calif. ALLADIO, FERDINAND P., noo Pierce St., Santa Clara, Calif. ALLAN, JACK, 620 N. Prospect St., Tacoma, Wash. ALLEN, ETHAN, Box 95, Mica, Washington. ALTIMUS, THOMAS J., R. F. D. No. i, Box Ai, McMinnville, Ore. AMIGONI, JOHN, 216 First St., Eureka, Calif. ANDERSON, JOSEPH, R. F. D. No. i, East Stanwood, Wash. ANDREASON, AXEL M., Junction City, Oregon. ANDREOZZI, ROBERTO, Capay, Calif. ANDRINA, JOHN, P. O. Box 1 68, Guadelupe, Calif. ANSELMINO, JOHN J., 58 Blackburn St., Santa Cruz., Calif. APPELSON, MIKE, 51 Sixth St., San Francisco, Calif. ARNHARDT, VESSIE D., Verona, Missouri. ARNONE, JOSEPH, 216 Gish Road, San Jos, Calif. 408 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES BACHMAN, ELMER, Deary, Idaho. BARKLEY, ROBERT R., Brentwood, Calif. BELL, THOMAS E., Spangle, Washington. BIALE, GIACOMO, 437 Seminary Ave., Napa, Calif. BONTADELLI, EMILIO, Trespinos, Calif. BUECHEL, FRANK J., San Jos^ Calif. BURKE, AMBROSE S., Portland, Ore. BURNS, JOHNNIE, Box 21, Walville, Wash. CANOCA, JOSE N., Antioch, Calif. CARROLL, EDWARD A., R. F. D. No. 2, Box 103, San Jos6, Calif. CARTER, RALPH E., Bellefontaine, Ohio. CASON, BENJAMIN, 3617 Ward St., Dallas, Texas. CHAPIN, BERTRAND, Route No. i, West Plains, Mo. CHAPLOW, JOHN W., 616 Seneca St., Seattle, Wash. CLARIZO, VETO, Y. M. C. A., Wenachee, Wash. CLARK, JOSEPH M., 218 Pacific Ave., Bremerton, Wash. COLOMBO, FREDERICO, 469 Fulton St., San Francisco, Calif. CRISS, JOHN E., Bocklow, Mo. CURTIS, HERBERT L. J., 421 Eighth Ave., Seattle, Wash. DODSON, REUBEN A., R. F. D. No. I, Box 132, Watsonville, Calif. FREITAS, GEORGE P., R. F. D. No. I, Box 836, Watsonville, Calif. GALLEGAS, JUAN, Box 694, Winslow, Arizona. HOFF, PETER, McCall, Ida. KING, CHARLIE E., Hyde Park, Calif. KULHAYI, JOSEPH L., 480 Spruce St., Bridgeport, Conn. (Continued) MALLOT, ROBERT W., Mackinaw, 111. McKINLEY, WILLIAM L., 1407 Dalton Ave., Spokane, Wash. McLEOD, GEORGE F., Manpin, Ore. McNAB, HENRY J., Worland, Wyo. MEDIN, NELS J. E., Grand View, Wash. MENTZER, VERNON P., 1045 I8th St., Salem, Ore. MILLER, HARRY E., Box 60, Duvall, Wash. MOORE, ALBERT Z. f Route No. 2, Granger, Wash. MORGAN, LESTER T., R. F. D. No. I, Banks, Oregon. MULLANY, LEO J., 21 1 1 Howard St., San Francisco, Calif. MULLEN, JOSEPH C., R. F. D. No. 9, Salem, Ore. MULLER, ALBERT C., R. No. 2, Silverton, Oregon. MYERS, CHARLES S., 317 2nd Ave., Great Falls, Mont. NEIMEYER, ATALUS J., 2646 Romeo, Los Angeles, Calif. REIS, JOE A., Arroyo, Calif. RILEY, DANIEL J., Sacramento, Calif. RITCHIE, WILLIAM B., 1135 J St., Fresno, Calif. RIVES, JOHN L., 1047 Gough St., San Francisco, Calif. ROBERTS, GEORGE B., Minersville, Utah. RODREIGUES, EDUARDO, 732 Yanodila St., Santa Barbara, Calif. ROMERO, MARTIN C., Susanville, Calif. ROMERO, RAYMOND E., 830 Canal St., Santa Barbara, Calif. ROOT, CLARENCE L., Oceano, Calif. ROSS, HENRY H., Santa Rosa, Calif. RUEDY, JOHN V., R. No. 3, Box 223, Santa Rosa, Calif. RUSSELL, ED. W., 3482 Adams St., Ogden, Utah. Company "K" 409 PRIVATES SAARINEN, GEORGE M., Vader, Wash. SABIN, HENRY E., Salem, Utah. SABIN, WILBUR V., Daniel, Wyo. SALAZAR, ROSEMAL, King City, Calif. SALEIA, EMILIO, 641 Broadway, San Francisco, Calif. SANDERS, CARL D., Tahlequah, Oklahoma. SANI, ALBERT A., R. No. 4, Box 109, Santa Rosa, Calif. SCARCELLO, IPPOLITO, R. No. 2, Rathdrum, Idaho. SCOLARI, LOUIS, Box 77, Castroville, Calif. SEEKATZ, GEORGE, Lone Pine, Calif. SHATT, BUDDIE, Eufaula, Oklahoma. SHEA, HARRY C., Jamestown, Calif. SHERWOOD, JOHN R. f 1002 E. Madison St., Seattle, Wash. SILVA, WILLIAM P., Santa Maria, Calif. SIMMONS, ALBERT A., Lequire, Oklahoma. SMITH, ALLEN H., West Point, Calif. SMITH, MORAN, Holly Creek, Oklahoma. SMITH, OTTO, Cottonwood, Idaho. SMITH, WEIGHSTELL A., Standard, Calif. SORENSEN, JAMES B., Redmond, Utah. SORENSEN, JULIUS, R. F. D. No. 226, Provo, Utah. SORHONDO, GASTON, Los Cruces, Calif. SPEIR, CHARLES L., Stidham, Okla. SQUIRES, ROBERT, Milford, Utah. STAVOUS, ALFRED, 615 Cleveland Ave., Fergus Falls, Minn. STOCCO, VALENTINO, 3825 Olympia Ave., Spokane, Wash. (Continued) STONER, JOHN H., Keota, Okla. STORLIE, MELVIN L., 6410 South Vende Ave., Tacoma, Wash. STUART, CHARLES H., Moorpark, Calif. SULLIVAN, CAMERON L., Bokchito, Oklahoma. SUNDSTROM, CARL K., 8339 I5*h Ave., N. W., Seattle, Wash. SWANBECK, OLLIE W., 604 S. Cannon St., Spokane, Wash. SWENSEN, ELMER C., 490 N. 2d E., Spanish Fork, Utah. SWIFT, JOSEPH, 2014 South nth East, Salt Lake City. Utah. TAOKS, JISANJI, 153 Main St., Watson ville, Calif. TAYLOR, CHARLES A., Pittville, Calif. TERWILLEGAR, LEROY M., Green Creek, Idaho. THILL, CLARENCE M., Route No. 2, Ronan, Montana. THOMAS, EDWARD, Lucile, Idaho. THOMAS, ELIAS E., Spanish Fork, Utah. THOMAS, JOHN L., Wales, Utah. THOMAS, RICHARD T., Tupelo, Okla. THOMPSON, LEWIS, Adair, Okla. THOMPSON, SONNY, Pierce, Idaho. TUCK, DEE, Hanna, Okla. TUCKFIELD, CHARLES J., 90 3d St., Lehi City, Utah. TURNER, OSCAR C., Route No. 3, Box 53, Petaluma, Calif. TRACE Y, ALPHONSIS C., Ismay, Mont. TRAINA, MANUEL, H. H. Farma, Sonoma, Calif. TRAVERS, MANUEL S., Watsonville, Calif. TREJO, HENRY, 323 Vine St., Santa Maria, Calif. 410 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) TRINE, CLYDE W. H., Guerneville, Calif. VAN PROOYEN, ARIE, Davenport, Wash. VIOLICH, NICKLAS, 443 2d St., Watsonville, Calif. WAGNON, THOMAS J., Westville, Oklahoma. WALLACE, BRICE, Dougherty, Okla. WALLACE, EARL J., Adelarda, Calif. WALMSLEY, WILLIAM E., Hawthorne, Nev. WALSER, ERICH, Cotton wood, Idaho. WALTZ, ERNEST E., Wright, Calif. WATKINS, WILLIAM P., Katemcy, Tex. WATSON, CLYDE W., Woodland, Calif. WATSON, THADEAUS C., Harris, Ark. WATTERSON, FRANK, Big Pine, Calif. WEATHERMAN, PERRY, 1018 W. Poplar St., Walla Walla, Wash. WENSMAN, BERNARD, Green Creek, Idaho. WETTSTEIN, HENRY, San Andreas, Calif. WILKINS, LESTER M., R. No. 2, Grangeville, Idaho. WILSON, GEORGE, Boulder Creek, Colo. WOOSTER, PERCY, U. S. 1 2th Infantry. WREDE, GEORGE E., Standish, Calif. YANDELL, JAP, Big Pine, Calif. YOUNG, GEORGE P., R. No. I, Rathdrum, Idaho. ZAFFERIS, GEORGE T., 636 8th St., Oakland, Calif. ZAMARONI, EMILIO H., Petaluma, Calif. ZAMARONI, EUGENE, R. No. 3, Box 246, Santa Rosa, Calif. ZEHNER, COURTNEY I. S., R. No. 3, Grangeville, Idaho. Company " L" CAPTAIN SLOAN, ROY, 5640 Kinbark Ave., Chicago, IU. FIRST LIEUTENANT COLLINS, CARTER, PORTER, ERCIL D., 26 Lowell St., Redwood City, Calif. 949 Story St., McMinnville, Ore. PALMER, LOUIE A., Clay Center, Neb. SECOND LIEUTENANT VANDEORIFT, ROLLAND A., 1220 East Market St., Stockton, Calif. FIRST SERGEANT BENNETT, JOHN P., Sandpoint, Idaho. MESS SERGEANT BEDWELL, DONALD M., 1818 Merwin St., Los Angeles, Calif. SUPPLY SERGEANT EDSON, JAMES E., 3208 Serra Way, Sacramento, Calif. SERGEANTS CATES, HERBERT L., PACK, JOSEPH, Swepsonville, North Carolina. Dickson, Tenn. HANSBRO, IRA J., PANKOV, JpHN, Canadian, Texas. 807 N. Darien St., Philadelphia, Pa. LUCAS, HARVEL L. SEALS, BERTIE C., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. Lumber-ton, North Carolina. MISKELL, HERMAN L., THURSTON, WILLIAM F., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. Roberts, 111. MORRISON, ROBERT E., WILLIAMS, CHARLIE P., Morning Sun, Iowa. Cowan, Tenn. CORPORALS BARGAGLIOTTI, WILLIAM J., DURHAM, WILLIAM R., Sausalito, Calif. Billings, Montana. BARRON, WAYNE W., DAVIS, DA KA, Eldorado, Kansas. Bountiful, Utah. CAMPBELL, HOWARD D., DAVIS, WALDO R., 706 N. Harvard Ave., Fullerton, Calif. Dinuba, Calif. 411 412 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS EICHNER, ARTHUR M., Box 36, E. Seattle, Wash. FERNIE, JAMES, R. F. D. No. 5, Box 93, Bakersfield, Cal. FORD, ARTHUR A., Navarr Hotel, Seattle, Wash. GREGG, JOHN, 176 3rd St., San Francisco, Calif. GUTHER, ROY F., Shepherd, Montana. HEALY, CHARLES, Gen. Del., El Centre, Calif. HOLDER, AUSTIN I., Bremerton, Wash. HUDSON, FLORIAN, Georgetown, Ky. HYNES, FRANK, Pocatello, Idaho. JELTE, HARLOW E., 560 Hollywood Ave., Salt Lake City, Utah. JONES, ELLIS H., 136 22nd St., Seattle, Wash. (Continued) MILLER, HARRY K., Waterloo, Oregon. MISKOVSKY, JOSEF, 5249 So. Honore Ave., Chicago, 111. McGRANN, EDWARD D., 2722 Winter St., Los Angeles, Calif. OWENS, GEORGE H., Willow Ranch, Calif. PARNELL, WILLIAM C., Hominy, Oklahoma. PAULSEN, KNUD E., Solvang, Calif. PITTS, MARCELLUS, Taft, Calif. ROBINSON, ELBERT R., Wewoka, Okla. ROSE, DALLAS M., Hominy, Okla. SANSOME, ERNEST, Reeding, Calif. VAN DORN, LEWIS H. t Hotel Lyndon, Los Gatos, Calif. COOKS KOSSUTH, CASPER, 1014 Minor Ave., Seattle, Wash. LANE, PAUL A., Sheridan, Ind. WIGSTADT, EDWARD, Kimball, Wis. WILEY, CHARLES E., Depot Hotel, Ogden, Utah. MECHANICS HAWKINS, RALPH, TUREK, JERRY, Wheatland, Wyo. Chicago, 111. WILSON, JOSEPH L., 105 W. Monterey St., Denison, Texas. BUGLERS FARRY, JOSEPH, Oneonta, New York. PARKIN, MERRILL E., Hudson, South Dakota. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS CARDOZA, ALBERT M., 870 E. Empire St., San Jos<, Calif. DUNCAN, WILLIAM W., Bryon, Calif. ECKSTROM, ADOLPH J., 1314 Marrion St., Seattle, Wash. EDIE, ALBERT J., R. F. D. No. I, Box 94, Spanaway, Wash. FALK, ALBERT E., R. F. D. No. 2, Deer Park, Wash. FIORINA, DANIEL, Casper, Wyo. FISHER, JOHN B., nth and Peabody, Port Angeles, Wash. GILBERT, JESSE M., Thermopolis, Wyo. GOLDSMITH, EARL V., 383 South I ith St., San Jos, Calif. GRECE, CORNELIUS, Seattle, Wash. HAGMOE, ERNEST A., 1630 N. 52nd St., Seattle, Wash. HARRINGTON, WALTER H., 1907 ist Ave., Seattle, Wash. Company "L" 413 PRIVATES FIRST HAVERLAND, CHARLES R., 125 Grand Ave., Billings, Mont. HELPER, BURRES E., 35 N. Capitol Ave., Indianapolis, Ind. HUDSON, LELAND L. f 311 N. 77th St., Seattle, Wash. HURD, WALTER L., Buckhorn, Wyo. JESPERSON, AAGE P., 580 Chenery St., San Francisco, Calif. JURHS, MINOR A., 908 South gth St., Tacoma, Wash. KEEFE, EDWARD L., 4050 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. KENNEDY, JOHN, Bluestem, Wash. KRAHENBERG, ALFRED, Cupertino, Calif. KUCERA, BOHUMIL F., 2944 N. 55th St., Omaha, Nebr. MADDRY, CHARLES C., R. F. D. No. i, Box 37, Idabell, Okla. MADDRY, ROBERT S., R. F. D. No. i, Box 37, Idabell, Okla. MALOY, JOHN C., Mount Vernon, Wash. MARTIN, ALFRED E., 706 Dayton St., Muskogee, Okla. MAYES, HARRY P., Box 26, Union Mills, Wash. MEERDINK, JOHN H., 133 Pontius Ave., Seattle, Wash. MELISSAROUPOLOS, TONY, Yellowstone Cafe\ Billings, Mont. McCULLOUGH, BYRNS, Dunnigan, Calif. CLASS (Continued) MCDONALD, RAYMOND M., Seward Hotel, Seattle, Wash. McFARLAND, ROSCOE, Big Heart, Okla. McNEILL, THOMAS B., 1015 Main St., St. Joseph, Mo. McWILLIAMS, WILLIAM D., 4104 4th Ave., Seattle, Wash. PAINE, AMBROSE H., 822 Dayton St., Muskogee, Okla. PAPPAN, LESTER F., Pawhuska, Okla. PERRY, JOE, Jr., 1913 Broadway, Alameda, Calif. PETERMAN, CALDWELL, Davis, Okla. PETTIBONE, ERROL C., R. F. D. No. 52, Bellevue, Wash. RUDD, ROY A., Ashton Hotel, Spokane, Wash. SLAGLE, GORDON F., Blue Jacket, Okla. STEELE, SAMUEL, Goshen, Utah. SWINNEY, JOHN S., Hartshorne, Okla. TATE, WALTER, Alderson, Okla. TAYLOR, TEACUMSEY, Haywood, Okla. THOMAS, WILLIAM M., Wilburton, Okla. TIPPENS, WILLIAM H., Southland, Texas. YATES, EARL L. Hartshorne, Okla. ACITO, VICTORANZO, 914 Grove Ave., Niagara Falls, N. ARMSTRONG, CLYDE D., R. F. D. No. i, Genesee, Idaho. BARBEE, ROY, R. F. D. No. 4, Portland, Tenn. BARENCHI, ALENDO G., Santa Rosa, Calif. BATES, JOHN Sugartree, Tenn. BEERE, STANLEY J., Fillmore, Calif. BEGLEY, DANIEL J., 1800 Rose St., Berkeley, Calif. PRIVATES BENELLI, ALADINO, Y. Occidental, Calif. BENNETT, WILLIAM T., Millwood, Georgia. BREDE, GUSTAF A., R. F. D. No. i, Garfield, Minn. CALDERON, ROMALDO S., Sisquoc, Calif. CARLILE, LELAND O., R. F. D., Box 27, Mountain View, Calif. CARLSON, EDWARD A., 3624 E. Jones St., Seattle, Wash. CHAMBERS, HOMER H., Santa Clara, Calif. 414 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES DESANTO, MATTHEW, 24 Hennepin Ave., Minneapolis, Minn. DIBBLE, CLAUD F., 130 So. 8th St.,E., Salt Lake City, Utah. DOWNING, GUY P., 1402 5th Ave., Seattle, Wash. DOYLE, THADDEUS L. f 2232 West 56th St., Seattle, Wash. EASTMAN, ROBERT L. Grand View, Wash. ECHELMEIER, OTTO A., 728 Tomplins St., St. Charles, Mo. ERICKSON, EMIL, 1420 4th St., Seattle, Wash. FANELLI, TONY, 599 W. San Salvador St., San Jos, Calif. FAWCETT, EARL P., 421 Wilton St., Seattle, Wash. FLOWERS, DEMPSEY C., Woodland, Calif. FRIEDRICK, JOE, Box 492, Centralia, Wash. GATTUCCIO, JOSEPH, San Jos, Calif. GENINIE, JOSEPH, I2th & Keyes St., San Jose", Calif. GOTLIEB, SAM, 1522 First St., Seattle, Wash. GRAZIANO, GIROLAMO, 628 N. isth St., San Jos6, Calif. GREEN, LLOYD E., Seattle, Wash. GRIMSBO, SOLOMON F., Casper, Wyo. HAFFER, PAUL R., 3813 N. Grove St., Tacoma, Wash. HAGSTEADT, OSCAR S. i8io# Terry Ave., Seattle, Wash. HALAM, FRED, 825 loth Ave., Seattle, Wash. HANNESDALE, IVAN J., Traften Hotel, Seattle, Wash. HANSON, GUNNAR, Port Blakeley, Wash. HANSON, JAMES R., R. No. I, Clinton, Wash. HARPER, SYDNEY G., 4815 W. Findley St., Seattle, Wash. HARRIS, GEORGE J., 1523^ 2nd Ave.. Seattle, Wash. (Continued) HATCHER, GEORGE, Lehigh, Montana. HATTON, JOHN L., Warren, Texas. HOLMAN, WILLIAM H., Oakharbor, Wash. HOWARD, CHARLES L., Capay, Calif. HUGHES, KENNETH, 3024 Harrison Ave., Leadville, Colo. ILSTADT, GUY, 508 24th Ave., So. Seattle, Wash. JASPER, NATHANIEL D., Fortuna, Calif. JENSEN, JENS H., Box 18, Langley, Wash. JEPSON, JOHN H., 1809 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. JOHNSON, RUSSELL E., 1436 W. 53rd St., Seattle, Wash. KLAUSMAN, CHARLES H., 1519 Aldrich Ave., N. Minneapolis, Minn. KOHLENBERG, HENRY, Jr., New Braunfels, Texas. KUBEY, JOE, 2959 E. 8ist Place, So. Chicago, 111. LAGER, ARTHUR A., Port Angeles, Wash. LANE, WILLIAM D., 3832 24th Ave., S. W. Seattle, Wash. LAYLON, WILLIAM, Red Lodge, Montana. LEIRD, ONNIE, Kinta, Okla. LELAND, ELMER P., Box 462, Clarkston, Wash. LE VENE, WALTER M., 2317 Norman St., Seattle, Wash. LEWIS, THOMAS L., R. F. D. No. 2, Roanoke, Ala. LITTLE, HARRY J., Standard Hotel, Seattle, Wash. LONN, PETER B., 3028 W. 59th St., Seattle, Wash. MACK, RUSSELL, 235 Trumball St., San Francisco, Calif. MACKINSON, JOSEPH, 3611 Washington St., Seattle, Wash. MANUS, CHRIST, Virginia Hotel, Spokane, Wash. 415 PRIVATES (Continued) MARRA, LEONARD, 1209 2nd Ave., Sault Ste. Marie, Mich. MASON, GEORGE W., R. F. D. No. i, Red Oak, Ga. MATHEW, FRANCIS A., Olympic Taver, Brinnon, Wash. MATLES, HARRY, Hominy, Okla. MELA, GIOVANNI, 299 Broadway, San Francisco, Calif. MENZEL, ALBERT, Bryan Marr, Washington. MEYER, WILHELM F., R. F. D. No. 6, Mapleton, 111. MICHALOWSKI, EDWARD J., 825 W. soth St., Seattle, Wash. MIGHELL, REUBEN E., 3602 E. F St., Tacoma, Wash. MILLER, SYLVESTER W., 1534 Bonita Ave., Berkeley, Calif. MILTON, FLETCHER R., 800 Capitol Ave., Ellensburg, Wash. MOON, JAMES S., Torrington, Wyo. MOONEY, MELVIN T., Weogurka, Ala. MORRISON, ALVIN W., Tancred, Calif. MOSER, EARL L., Seattle, Wash. MOSER, WESLEY, Ashland, Okla. MOSHER, RAYMOND, Deadwood, South Dakota. MOSS, LEONARD B., Mill Creek, Okla. MOSSER, JOHN R. Caffeyville, Kans. MOYER, DAVID H., Hathaway, Montana. MURDOCH, CHARLES F., 582 35th St., Oakland, Calif. MURPHY, PHILO, Billings, Montana. MUSSER, BOYD S., Arbuckle, Calif. MCALLISTER, EDWARD j.j., 105 i6th Ave., N., Seattle, Wash. McCALL, RICHARD H., 1005 E. Marion, Seattle, Wash. MCDONALD, WILLIAM s., Hotel Terry, Seattle, Wash. McEWAN, BYRAN S., 226 I St., Salt Lake City, Utah. McFAYDDEN, REX A., 2400 E. Ray St., Seattle, Wash. NELSON, CLARENCE W., 720 W. Carlisle Ave., Spokane, Wash. NEWMARK, VALENTINE F., Pawhuska, Ok^a. NORDEEN, ERICK, New Castle, Wash. NORDEN, MARTIN A. Box 86, Parkland, Wash. NORDVICK, MONS J., 1757 W. 1 6th St., Seattle, Wash. OAKES, EDWARD E., Rear 349 Main St., Bingham, Wash. PATTON, JOSEPH F., 525 S. Lyon St., Albany, Ore. PAULI, ALFRED, Cleveland, Montana. PETER, JOHN B., Dedham, Iowa. PETERMAN, WILLIAM R,, Davis, Okla. PIERCE, CLAUDE G., Yermo, Calif. PIERSON, ALVIN, Sulphur, Murry County, Okla. POTES, FLOYD E., Colgate, Okla. PROCTOR, MIKE A., Locust Grove, Okla. RAY, CHARLIE H., 709 Okmulgee St., Okmulgee, Okla. REARDEN, OSCAR V., Cor. Orcas & Rainier, Seattle, Wash. REED, HARRY M., Sherwood, Oregon. RICE, THERON, Dowling, Mich. ROGUSO, FRANK, 1 66 Carroll St., Brooklyn, N. Y. RUNNELS, JOHNIE, Hulbert, Okla. SEEDIG, GUSTAV A., Wheeler, Tex. SEELIG, ARTHUR L., 147 Hooper St., Brooklyn, N. Y. SHEEGOG, KYLE G., Sulphur, Okla. SIEVERS, EDDIE O., Haskell, Term. 416 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES (Continued) STUART, RUSSELL A., Challis, Idaho. SULLIVAN, THOMAS E., 306 W. Main St., Pawhuska, Okla. THAYER, TEDDY M., 361 Alberta St., Westminster, B. C. THERRIAULT, GEORGE W., Tursp, Washington. THOMAS, BEN, Hartshorne, Okla. TODD, AARON M., Haralson, Ga. TROLLA, BERNARDINE, 207 Southwest Ave., Iron wood, Mich. TURNER, DREEBEN, Troup, Texas. VAN CLEVE, BEN, R. F. D. No. 3, Stonewall, Okla. VAN SICKLE, IVAN, Bois6, Idaho. VICKERS, THOMAS W., Wilburton, Okla. VOSS, DAVID, Orting, Wash. WAGES, HARVEY C., Wilburton, Okla. WAGNER, CARL H., R. F. D. No. 3, Peshtigo, Wis. WALLACE, RAYMOND H., Ashland, Okla. WARFORD, WESLEY, Wilburton, Okla. WILKS, JUNIOUS E., R. F. D. No. 5, Jefferson, Ga. WILLIAMS, BOLDEN, 633 Marshall St., Memphis, Tenn. WOOLARD, IRA, Manes, Mo. WYATT, LESSIE, Stratford, Okla. YANDELL, GARY A., Stuart, Okla. ZACHA, GEORGE F., 2519 South G St., Tacoma, Wash. ZACHAUS, OLIVER A., 5921 24th Ave., Seattle, Wash. ZIEGLER, CHARLES A., 433 W. 4ist St., New York, New York. Company "M" CAPTAIN LEWIS, WARFIELD M., Box 263, San Anselmo, Calif. FIRST LIEUTENANTS ADAIR, ALEXANDER, STEPHENS, GORDON F., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. WELCH, HERMAN, 1140 West 55th St., Los Angeles, Calif. SECOND LIEUTENANTS ROPER, JOSEPH S., WOOD, ERNEST B., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. Garwood, Mo. FIRST SERGEANT MOORE, HARVEY P., Amma, West Virginia. MESS SERGEANT KWIATKOWSKI, JOHN F., I2th U. S. Infantry. SUPPLY SERGEANT STRAND, DAVID, Ironwood, Mich. SERGEANTS ANTHONY, LOUIS W., KEENEY, HARVEY, 1534 Great Highway, S. Francisco, Cal. South Point, Ohio. BOYER, CHARLES E., McLAUGHLIN, SAMUEL M., 84 Market St., San Francisco, Calif. Gen. Del., San Jos<, Calif. DODDER, MARSHALL A., O'BOYLE, LEONARD, Linden, Mich. Woodward, Oklahoma. EICH, CLARENCE, SHIELDS, BERT H., I2th U. S. Infantry. 1028 Montgomery Ave., Clinton, 111. HARDY, GEORGE W., WALSH, WILLIAM W., Union City, Tenn. 115 South Euclid Ave., Goldfield, Nev. JOHNSON, WALTER, WOOD, HAROLD, Florence, Wis. Lincoln, Calif. 27 417 4i8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry CORPORALS LESKANICH, ANDREW, Wellington, New Jersey. MULLEN, ANDY R., Duluth, Minn. NEWKIRK, DAVID H., Powell River, B. C. NOLAN, EARL M., Riverton, Wyo. PEMBERTON, LE ROY K., 3815 Holmes St., Dallas, Texas. POPPLETON, THOMAS B., Wellsville, Utah. PRAIRO, MANUEL W., Pittsburg, Calif. PRONGER, JOHN S., Seattle, Wash. SANDBERG, VIVIAN J., Manhattan Apts., Seattle, Wash. SANGSTON, ERNEST B., Marysville, Calif. SAXON, WESLEY E., Riverton, Wyo. SCHWELLENBACH, LEWIS B., Alaska Bldg., Seattle, Wash. SCOTT, EARL W., 4020 Eighth Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. SECHRIST, LOYD E., 1246 West sist St., Los Angeles, Calif. SIMS, LEO W., Unknown. SKINNER, JAMES W., Tucson, Arizona. SMELAND, WILLIAM H., 3237 East :6th St., San Francisco, Cal. SMITH, KARL G., Cedar Springs, Michigan. SOPER, WILLARD E., Regina, Canada. SOUTH, FREMONT L., R. F. D. No. 8, Salem, Ore. TAYLOR, LOSCOE, Dayton, Wash. THOMPSON, ALEXANDER J., Toledo, Ore. THOMPSON, HARRY W., Alderpoint, Calif. THOMPSON, ROYAL, Moose Club, Seattle, Wash. TIMM, ALBERT E., 516 Second Ave., Seattle, Wash. VILDERANE, EDWARD L., 107 East 2d St., Los Angeles, Calif. WASHINGTON, JOHN, 3255 West 6ist St., Seattle, Wash. WEBBER, WILLIAM A., Box 43, Huntsville, Tenn. WHEELER, CHESTER A., 507 W. Lead St., Albuquerque, N. Mex. WHELAN, EDWARD J., 946 South Broadway, Los Angeles, Calif. WHITE, MACK, Wyola, Mont. WILLIAMSON, ALBERT M., Albion, Calif. COOKS ENGELSTAD, THEODORE S., 1 20 Magnolia St., Long Beach, Calif. MARSHALL, SAMUEL C., Terre Haute, Ind. RANKIN, THOMAS E., R. F. D. No. I, Cherry Run, West Va. VANDERBERG, RICHARD, Arment Block, Wallace, Idaho. MECHANICS LARSON, OSCAR, Ironwood, Mich. PACK, JAMES H., Arcata, Calif. THOMPSON, WILLIAM G., Landchief, Oklahoma. WILSON, HARRY, Ruth, Nevada. BUGLER HELGESON, HAROLD E., Wilton, North Dakota. PRIVATES FIRST CLASS BIDDLE, PORTER L., R. F. D. No. I, Meridian, Idaho. CORNWALL, SAMUEL H., Emmett, Idaho. Company "M" 419 PRIVATES FIRST DAVEY, SAMUEL S., Soulsbyville, Calif. DELBONDIO, OTTAVIO D., Oakville, Calif. DUCHARME, MAXIME P., Poison, Mont. FRY, JOHN A., Eagle, Idaho. HEFFNER, CURT, Bois, Idaho. HUTTON, JAMES M., Emmett, Idaho. NEITHAMMER, CHARLES, Red Lodge, Mont. NELSON, CHARLES E., R. F. D. No. I, Box 28, Port Orchard, Wash. NICHOLSON, ROBERT A., 221 Warren Ave., Seattle, Wash. OGREN, CARL B., Seattle, Wash. OLESON, OLE, Bangor, Wash. ORTH, FRANK W., 44 Fifth St., San Francisco, Calif. PARKS, EARNEST, 3838 Eastern Ave., Seattle, Wash. PERRY, GLEN H., Wayne Hotel, Seattle, Wash. PROSSER, EZRA, Weed, Calif. RADCLIFF, HARRY, 3621 West 65th St., Seattle, Wash. RICHARDS, ROY J., 211 Queen Ave., Seattle, Wash. ROBARTS, JAMES L., 2601 North Alder St., Tacoma, Wash. RUTHERFORD, JAMES A., 122 South 5th St., Richmond, Calif. SALVESON, HERBERT T., Box 134, Custer, Mont. SANDERS, MARVIN R., Brentwood, Calif. SANDVICK, THOMAS A., R. F. D. No. I, Box 50, Poulsbo, Wash. SAXON, JOHN W., Riverton, Wyo. SCHAUPP, SAMUEL, Esperto, Calif. SCHOPH, AUGUST C., Lake Drive, Bellingham, Wash. CLASS (Continued) SCURI, PORTOLA, Metropolitan, Calif. SHAUGHNESSY, AMBROSE, 1109 South ist St., Tacoma, Wash. SHAW, RAY, 218 Fourth St., N. E., Puyallup, Wash. SHEA, ALBERT W., 3315 Pacific Ave., Tacoma, Wash. SHILLER, EDWARD G. f Emmett, Idaho. SILVERMANN, ABRAHAM M., Gen. Del., Portland, Ore. SMITH, GEORGE C., Emmett, Idaho. SODERLUND, NATHAN, 7043 Sixteenth St., N. W., Seattle, Wash. STARN, EDGAR C., R. F. D., Bois, Idaho. TARBET, DELBERT R., Pomeroy, Wash. TAYLOR, CHARLES I., 1710 Eighty-ninth St., Oakland, Calif. THOMPSON, CLIFFORD C., Mountain Home, Idaho. THOMPSON, GILBERT, Poulsbo, Wash. TOMLIN, MORRIS A., Bangor, Wash. UTTER, ARDA G., 136 East 5th St., Long Beach, Calif. VANDEVERE, ERNEST, 2814 28th Ave. S., Minneapolis, Minn. VAUGHT, EVERETT, Grey bull, Wyo. VENNER, EMILE, i2th U. S. Infantry. VETTER, EDWARD W., Bangor, Wash. WALTERS, GRANT, 5420 South Cedar St., Tacoma, Wash. WHITE, IRVING, 712 North 72nd St., Seattle, Wash. WILKINS, ELWOOD, R. F. D. No. 2, Box 85, Sugar Station, Hunter, Utah. WILSON, GEORGE W., Toluca, Montana. WILSON, HARRY E., Eureka, Utah. WOOD, JUDSON E., 1548 West 6ist St., Seattle, Wash. 420 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES AALVIK, OLE, Stevenson, Wash. ALBERT, LESTER I., Box 43, Missoula, Mont. ANDERSON, ERNEST L., R. I. B. 35 Bells, Cherry Mound, Texas. BEBOUT, LEE H., Wayne St., Claysville, Pa. BOYD, JOHN H., Checotah, Okla. BRAUER, HENRY F., 1539 Leland Ave., Far Rockaway, N. Y. BRITTON, ORA B. ( Judson, Ind. BROWN, WILLIAM E., Overbrook, Okla. BRYAN, WILLIAM J., Box 41, Lepanto, Arkansas. CALLAHAN, WILLIAM J., I2th U. S. Infantry. CAMPBELL, EARL S., R. F. D. No. 4, Boise, Idaho. GARNER, VAUGHN V., 741 Fourth St., Santa Rosa, Calif. CHAPMAN, EMMETT, Greenbush, Ga. CHESTNUT, BAZZLE, Melrose, Fla. COMPTON, CLYDE T., Binger, Okla. CREWS, SIMON, Tyken, Ga. DAVIDSON, ROBERT H., Meridian, Idaho. DEAN, JOSEPH F., 36 Sutton Place, New York, N. Y. DEBOOR, ERNEST E., Route No. I, Roberts, 111. DELCARLO, JAMES, 308 Vallejo St., Petaluma, Calif. DELOPEZ, ALFRED D., Madrone, Calif. DEPPNER, EDWIN, Rocklyn, Wash. DILLON, MARTIN, 457 Twenty-fifth St., Oakland, Calif. DUNCOMBE, LORNE F., Moorpark, Calif. ENNIS, JAMES, Johnson City, 111. ENNIS, JAMES L., R. F. D. No. 2, Boise, Idaho. FILTER, JOSEPH A., Live Oak, Calif. GARNER, LORANSY D., Wittington, Arkansas. GRACE, LIAB W., R. F. D. No. 3, DeKalb, Miss. HALL, NORRIS O., R. F. D. No. 2, Boise, Idaho. HARRIS, MARRION S., Emmett, Idaho. HERKENRATT, MILTON H., Daglum, North Dakota. HERRELL, THOMAS E., R. F. D. No. 4, Advance, Mo. HO VIS, ANDREW D., 8il Cedar Ave., Niagara Falls, N. Y. JOHNSON, WALTER B., Elk, Wash. LONG, ROBERT L., R. F. D. No. 2, Lizella, Ga. MAGLEBY, HANMER W., lona, Idaho. MARIONANO, NICHOLAS, 1464 Sixty-seventh St., Brooklyn, N. Y. McKINNEY, HENDERSON H., Cranberry, North Carolina. MOOREHEAD, WILLIAM W., R. F. D. No. 2, Kilmichael, Miss. MORRIE, LEO L., 838 Allston, Houston, Texas. MUNN, WILLIAM D., R. F. D. No. 2, Quincy, Miss. MYER, JOHN C., Oakland, Calif. NARVAEZ, STANLEY A., 757 Locust St., San Jose", Calif. NAUDITT, ALBERT G., Ritzville, Wash. NAUMANN, GEORGE, Jr., 5319 Ninth St., N. E., Seattle, Wash. NELSON, CHARLES A., Box 226, Cupertino, Calif. NELSON, ELMER, Emmett, Idaho. NELSON, GUNNAR, 1108 Fifth Ave., Seattle, Wash. NELSON, PETER J., 1538 West 47th St., Seattle, Wash. NEUMANN, WILLIAM G., 101 Louisburg St., San Francisco, Calif. NEWELL, MAURICE V., Seattle, Wash. Company "M" 421 PRIVATES (Continued) NIINIVAARA, HJALMAR., R. F. D. No. 2, Box loo, Winlock, Wash. OCHIS, PETER G., Farmersville, Calif. O'DONNELL, EDWARD, 142 Wyoming Ave., Billings, Mont. OLERICH, WALTER F., I H3J4 C, Tacoma, Wash. OLSEN, CARL H., 3040 West 56th St., Seattle, Wash. PALTOGLU, WILLIAM S., 226 Riverside Ave., Spokane, Wash. PARMETER, JOHN A., 252 Valvesta Ave., Sheridan, Wyo. PAULSKI, TONY, Spokane, Wash. PETTERSON, BERNHARD A., 2213 West 62nd St., Seattle, Wash. PHILIPS, RICHARD T., 1041 Summit St., North, Seattle, Wash. PHINNEY, ALFRED H., Twin Falls, Idaho. PUCHOLA, FRANK, 628 Page Ave., Jacksonville, Mich. RAFFERTY, WILLIAM J., 406 Quebec St., Victoria, Canada. REECE, HAROLD C., Valley Ford, Wash. REED, HAROLD H., 3570 Thirtieth St., San Diego, Calif. RIEMERS, ADOLPH R., Eagle, Idaho. RITCHEY, MORRIS S., Swan Valley, Idaho. ROONEY, THOMAS R., 1124 Lakeview Blvd., Seattle, Wash. ROSEBERRY, EDWARD, Quilcene, Wash. RUSSELL, ARGUS L., Billings, Mont. RUSSELL, GEORGE E., Garden Valley, Idaho. SAINES, CONSTANTINE G., Box 441, Tacoma, Wash. SANDERS, ERNEST H., R. F. D. No. 10, Mitchell, Ind. SCHAUER, FRED A., 1150 South Hope St., Los Angeles, Cal. SCHNATH, FRED W., Port Townsend, Wash. SCHNELLHARDT, JOHN P., 4229 Latona Ave., Seattle, Wash. SHELDON, EARL D. f R. F. D. No. 2, Tumwater, Wash. SHELVOCK, GEORGE L. t 249 East Empire St., San Jose", Calif. SHEPARD, PETER N., 914 Fifth Ave., Seattle, Wash. SHEPARD, ROBERT C., Humptulips, Wash. SHEPPARD, EDWARD C., 12 1 1 North 44th St., Seattle, Wash. SHERMENTINE, THANE A., Oro Loma, Calif. SHOMAR. ROBERT C., Gen. Del., Port Angeles, Wash. SICOTTE, PAUL E., 758 S. Main St., South Bend, Ind. SILVA, JAMES, R. No. 2, Box 52, Sequim, Wash. SIMMONS, MICHAEL, 116 Nob Hill Ave., Seattle, Wash. SJOSTROM, HJALMAR P., Casper, Wyo. SKINNER, JAMES L., Starrsville, Ga. SPRING, ORVILLE H., 454 Sixth St., Bremerton, Wash. STARKEY, WILLIAM R., Meeteetse, Wyo. STARR, ROBERT R., Lusk, Wyo. STELLING, RALPH H., 232 1 > Fifteenth St., San Francisco, Cal. STEPHENS, ROBERT W., Iroquois Hotel, San Francisco, Calif. STIRTS, EDWARD D., Silverton, Ore. STRUBING, JOHN, South 176 Post St., Spokane, Wash. STRUZESKI, SIMON, ii 12 East 35th St., Tacoma, Wash. SUTTON, BENJAMIN L., 1314 Sixteenth Ave., Seattle, Wash. TABOR, ROSCO, Furn water, Wash. TAYLOR, ERNEST L., Juliaetta, Idaho. TESSARO, VALENTE, Tacoma, Wash. TEWES, JOHN H., R. No. 2, Pine Island, Minn. THOMAS, CHARLES W., Gordon, Montana. 422 Twelfth U. S. Infantry PRIVATES THOMAS, JOHN F., 523 Main St., Mountain Rose, Calif. THORESON, OSCAR, 410 Minor St., North, Seattle, Wash. THORS, ERIC, R. F. D. No. i, Box 99, Port Blakeley, Wash. TORVANGER, BERT M., Seattle, Wash. TULLIS, ERNEST, Chalmen Apts., Seattle, Wash. TUTTLE, WILLIAM W., Grangeville, Utah. UPSON, NORMAN E., Drewsey, Ore. USHER, EARL, Cashmere, Wash. VALENTINE, WILLIAM A., 513 Fourth St., S. E., Little Falls, Minn. VALSECCHI, JAMES, 200 First St., Eureka, Calif. VAN DYKE, ALBERT, Oak Harbor, Wash. VAUGHN, ROBERT E., 2041 West Lake Ave., Seattle, Wash. VEGGE, GEORGE M., Paussbo, Wash. VITALI, MAURIZIO, 406 Broadway, San Francisco, Calif. (Continued) WALLS, FRANK, 2128 South A St., Tacoma, Wash. WEBB, EDWARD J., Townsend, Montana. WELLES, FRED E., Binghamton, New York. WERBELOW, WILLIAM P., Germania, Wyo. WESTBERG, GEORGE J., 3521 Hoyt Ave., Everett, Wash. WHEELER, JAMES, Melba, Idaho. WHITE, BEN, 91 Fourth St., San Francisco, Calif. WHITE, RALPH E., La Grande, Ore. WILLIS, ANDRUS F., 212 South 37th St., Tacoma, Wash. WOLD, NILS O., Seattle, Wash. WOLPERS, CHARLEY C., 2914 South L St., Tacoma, Wash. WRIGHT, ALFRED H., R. R. No. i, Billingsby, Ala. YOUNT, SAMUEL J., Claremont, North Carolina. ZEBELL, ALFRED, 2027 Virginia St., Everett, Wash. ZINK, JOSEPH E., Y. M. C. A., San Francisco, Calif. Fraternity WE are leaving tents and barracks, the long days of drill and fatigue are over, and the supply sergeant is checking our equipment for the last time. We are taking a great deal with us from this khaki world, and are leaving it with much more than we brought with us when we entered. We are being graduated from the greatest university ever founded and we are proud of our membership in the alumni of the Army of the United States of America. A greater variety of mental and physical qualities was never assembled than was found in the aggregation of men that made up the army with which we resisted Prussian aggression. We entered the Army as individuals, each with his own sympathies and prejudices. But when we caught the spirit of service, the spirit that animates our entire military organization, and the spirit that made victory possible, we forgot ourselves and our views, and there was awakened in us a growing tolerance of our fellow man and his ideas. We are returning to mufti with higher civic ideals, we have been brought into more intimate relation with our Government, and we leave the Army better democrats, better citizens, and better men. We have mingled with the men of the East, the West, the North, and the South; we have bunked together, worked together, and fought together. Now we are going back to our homes to live together. A few years, and the months that we wore the U. S. button will be only a memory, but the camaraderie and the good-fellow- ship that we established during those days of hard work in the cantonment will long remain a potent influence in our daily lives. We leave the service of our country with better bodies, better brains, and a new spirit, the spirit of the Fraternity of Olive Drab. 423 iiUlpnuiuimuiuiimiiminiiuuiimuw Our Regiment IN a few years we will forget about the long hot days in the dust and under full pack. The memory of army chow will fade away. We will be unable to recall all the un- pleasant things that were said to us during our rookie days. But the thing that we will remember will be the associations that we have had and the friends that we have made. Our Regiment is particularly fortunate in having among its mem- bers a spirit of comradeship that can seldom be found in so large a group of men. Friction and dissension have been prac- tically nil. Every man has made friendships that he will treasure always. And the day will come when we will realize that all the sacrifices we have made and the hardships we have undergone are amply repaid, because, in the final analysis, of all things in life, true and loyal friendship is the most precious. When, in the next few months, many of us leave our Regiment, we shall carry with us to our homes the memory of the best association of our entire lives. Let us make that feeling count for something, and when in after years we meet our former comrades in arms let us have as the open sesame to our hos- pitality, the one password " The Twelfth." 425 1796 INTEOIN U.S.A. JG1 1898 MS