The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 10, No. 36, Ed. 1 Friday, September 27, 1918 Page: 3 of 8
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FOREWORD.
"Gunner Depew" is not a
work of fiction, but it is
more thrilling than any fio-
troTrpuwen'eait^ttls the~
true story of ; the experi-
ences of an American boy
who had a fighting career
that is unique in the annals
of the great war. It is a
Story crowded wftf fighting
and adventure — big with
human courage and endur-
ance. St is the first war nar-
rative that tells the true
story of conditions in the
German prison camps. It
is a story that every.Ameri-
can should anfwflr read to'
the end "'v' - — : '
came>down from the : i shook
hands with me! ,
After this they did^-aot haze me
much. This was the beginning of a
certain reputation that I had in the*
navy for fist-work. Later on I. had a
reputation for swimming, too. That
first day they began calling me
''Chink;" though I- don't* know why,-
and it has been my nickname in the
navy ever since. "• . w ]
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' . CHAPTER B.
Sn the American' Navy.
My father was a seaman, s©,. nat-
urally, all my life I heard a great deal
... about ships and the sea. Even when
" 3 was a little boy, in Walston, Pa., I
thought about them a whole lot and
wanted to be a sailor—especially a
, sailor in the "U. S. navy.
You might say I was broujfnl up on
the'water.
: When I was twelve years old I went
'^—to-'sea as cabin boy On the whaler
Therifus, out of Boston. She was an
old square-rigged sailing ship, built
more for work than for speed. We
~ "were out four hiOnths on my first
•cruise, and got knocked around a lot,
especially in a storm on the Newfound-
land Banks, where we .lost our instru-
""jniehtif^MI%ad^a""haM ^ttare"navigHt?
irig the ship. Whaling crews work on
shares and during the .two years I was
on the Therifus my shares amounted
ndreddoUars,
Then I shipped as first-class helms-
man on the British tramp Southern-
down, a twin-screw steamer out of
'Liverpool. Slany people are surprised
that a fourteen-year-old boy should be
helmsman, on an ocean-going craft,
but all. over the world you will see
young,lads doing their trick at the
wheel. I was on the Southerndown
two years and in that time visited
most of the important ports of Eu-
rope. There is nothing like a tramp;
steamer if you want to see the world.
The Southerndown is the vessel that,
in, the fall of 1917, sighted a German
TJ boat rigged up like a sailing ship.si
Although I liked visiting the foreign
ports, I got tired of the Southerndown
after a while and at the end of a voy-
age which landed me in New. York I
decided to get into the United States
navy. After laying around for a week
or two I enlisted and was assigned to
duty as a second-class fireman.
People have said they thought I was
pretty small to be a fireman; they
have the idea that firemen must be big
- men. Well, I am 5 feet -7% inches in
height, and when I was sixteen I was
'""lust as tall as 1 am now and weighed
168 pounds; I was a whole lot husk-
ier then, too, for that waa ,before my
introduction to kul.tur in German pris
on camps, and life there is not exactly
fattening—not exactly. I do not know
$Swhy it is, but if you Willi notice - the
navy firemen—tihe lads with the red
stripes .around their left' shoulders
you will find that almost all of them
are small men. J&ut they are a husky
*■ let! .(-
Now,lrithe navy, they always haze
a newcomer-Until he shows that , he
can take care of \ himself, and! ? ? go?
clothes in a bucket-Oh the forecastle
dock, and every garby (sailor) who
enn-o ,/c.ald give me or 'ihe
bucket—a-kick,' and spill one or the
both, of us." Each time I would move
r ; to some other place, but I., alway's
seemed to" be in somebody's we^y. (-Fli
- 'tiaily; I" saw "a marine coming. ^ I wa:
. nowhere near him, but. he hauled oj^t
of lift course to pome up, £o me ,and
gave;the bucket a'boot that septlt
twenty feet away, at the same time
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Just about knocked me down.' Now,1
V I did pot exactly know what a marine
wasi.jand this fellow bad so many
stripes on Ms «i^eves •, |h5at I thought;
he must bfe^meldW OT offlcef,"''Wf.-l
. Just sjtood by.J,There was a jrold stripe
• .. : (eofaiijoissioned officer) on the bridge
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could unde^sfatrd it, but garbles and
marines never mix. The marines are
good men and great fighters, aboard
and ashore, but we garbles never have
a word for them; nor they for us. On-
shore leave abroad we pal up with
foreign garbles, even, but hardly ever
with a marine. Of course' they are
with us strong in case we have a scrap
with a liberty party off some-foreign
ship—they cannot keep out of a fight
any more than we can—but after it
is over they are on their way at once
and we on ours.
There are_ lots of things like, that,
in the navy that you cannot figure out
the reason- for, and I think it is be-
cause sailors change their ways so
little. They do a great many things
in the navy because the navy always
has done them. ■
I kept strictly on the job as a fire-
man; but Iwanted to get into the gun
turrets. It was slow work for a long
time. I had to serve as second-class
fireman for four mouths, first-class
fOr eight months and in the engine
room as water-tender for a year.
Then, after serving on the U. S. S.
Des Moines as a gun-loader, I was
transferred to the Iowa and finally
worked up to a gun-pointer. After a
time I got my C. P. O. rating—chief
petty officer, first-class gunner.
The various navies differ in many
ways, but most of the differences
would not be noticed by any one but
aHSSBBK—EVCTy gail'or has a great deal -and-J^Beverjaet a-ITrftnchnlail who was
of respect for the Swedes and Nor-
wegians and Danes; they are born
sailors and are very daring, but, of
co"urse7~"ffieTf-navIes_"a"f6~^SillHltr"""The~~eB^<>^ bed-te-go-to-aa-altnlght^uctnre
Germans were always known as clean
Gunner Depew.
are better at one thing and some at
another. The British navy, of course,
is the largest* and nobody will deny
that at most things they are topnotch
—least of all themselves; they admit
it, s But there Is brie place where the
navy of the United States has it ail
over every other navy on the seven
seas, and tha gw 1 levy. _ 'T o Aiper-
ipan navy has the best gunners in
thai world. ; And do. pbt let anybody
tell you different,
; CHAPTER.:!I.-
After serving four years and three
t '"Nr -
an honorable discharge on April 14.
officer, first-class gunner. It is not
unepmmon for garbles to lie around a
:!WhM beftew ^
raHfacatioh"as much-it^aadyone^and it
.was my Intention to loaf for a;;few
MH8
as be|ogei|Jb^i g tt
er thb war start<
course, I
the soldiers were like the sailors. But
1 found out I was wrohg about botji..
One thing that opened my eyes a
bit-was the trouble my th,other had la
getting out of Hanover, where she
wa.s «when the war started, and back
to Franee;—She always- wore a little
American flag and this both saved arid
endangered her. Without it, the Ger-
rnnng mmU Ay° jSrefSed
Frenchwoman, and with it, she was
sneered at and insulted time and'
again • before she finally managed to
get over the border. She died about
two months after she reached St. Na-
zaire. ; ;
Moreover, I heard the fate of my
older brother," who had made his home
In France with my grandmother: He
had gone to the front at the outbreak
of the war with the infantry from St.
Nazaire and had been killed two or
three weeks afterwards. This made
it a sort of personal matter. ~
__ But what put the finishing touches-
tome were the stories a wounded
Canadian lieutenant told me some
months later in New York. He had
been there and he knew. You could
not help believing him; yon can al-
ways tell it when a man has been
there and knows. :
There was not much racket around
New York, so I made up my mind all
of a sudden to go, over and get some
for myself. Believe me, I got enough
racket, before I was through. Most
of the really important things I have
done have happened like that: I did
them on the jump, you might say.
Many other Americans wanted a look,
too; there were five thousand Amer-
icans in the Canadian' army at one
time they say.
I would not claim that I went over
there to save democracy, or anything
like that. I never -did like Germans,
fhe front. Their food . consisted of
bread, soup, and vino, as wine is called
almost everywhere in the world. In
the morning they received half a loaf
of Vienna'bread and coffee. At noon
they each had a large dixie of thick
soup, and at i:hree;ln the afternoon
more bread and a bottle of yino.' The
soup wasT more like a . stew—very
At
a s« s
ng womae
not kind to me, and what I heard
about the way the Huns treated thg
Belgians made me sick. I used to get
show, I thought about it so much.
But there was not much excitement
nbout New York, and I figured the
U. S. would not get into it for-a while,
any way, so I - just wanteds to go over
and see what it was like. That is
why lots of us went, J. think.
There were five of us who went to
Boston to ship for the other sid'e:
Sam Murray, Ed Brown, Tim Flynn,
Mitchell andinyself. Murray was anex-
garby—two hitches (enlistments), gun-
pointer rating; and about thirty-five
■years old. Brown was a Pennsylvania
man about twenty-six years old, who
had served two enlistments in the U.
S. army and had quit with the rank
of sergeant. Flynn and Mitchell were
both ex-nayy men. Mitchell was a
npted boxer. Of the five o£ us, I am
the only one who went in, % got
through and came out. Flynn and
Mitchell did not go in; Murray and
Brown never came back.
:■ The five of us shipped on the steam-
ship Virginian of the American-Ha-
waiian line, under American flag and
registry, but chartered by the French
government. I signed on as water-
tender—an engine room job—but the
others were on. deck—that is, .seamen.
We left Boston for St. Nazaire with
a cargo of ammunition, bully beef,
one of the officers' barracks there was
a cook who'ftad been chef in the larg-
est hotel ifi'Paris before the war.
All the prisoners were well clothed.
Once a week, socks, underwear, soap,
towels and blankets were issued to
them, and every week the barracks
and equipment were fumigated. They
-were given the best of medical atten-
tion. • " •;
Besides all this, they were allowed
to work at their trades, if they had
any. All the carpenters, cobblers,
tailors and painters were kept busy*
and some, of- them picked up more
change there than they ever did In
Germany, they told me. The musi-
cians formed bands and played almost
every night at restaurants and thea-
ters ltr the town. Those who had no
trade were allowed to work on the
roadS, parks, docks and at residences
about the town.
Talk about dear old jail I You could
not have driven the average prisoner
away from there with a 14-inch gun.
I used to think about them in Bran-
denburg, when our boys were rushing
the sentries in the hope of being bay-
onetted out of their misery.
While our cargo was being unloaded
I spent most of my time with my
grandmother. . I had heard Etill mora
about the cruelty of the Hubs, arid
made up my mind to get into the ser-
vice. Murray and Brown had already
enlisted in" the Foreign Legion, Brown
being assigned to the infantry and-
Murray to the French man-of-war Cas-
sard. But when I spoke of my inten-
tion, my - grandmother cried so much
thnt l promised hor-I wottld aet-ealist
—that time, anyway—and made the
return voyage in the Virginian. We
were no sooner loaded in Boston ttian
gsm
sailors; that Is, as in our sjo'vy and
the British, their vessels wer© shlp-
shnpA fll) tha ftimty ami were run as
sweet as a clock,
— There te~ttO use comparing the vai'l-^
ous navies as.v£5 which is best; some etc., and made the first trip without
-— —-—-v-■, —i . nn^Klnrrti n-P- Knr\r\Qninor
anything of interest happening.
As we were tying to the dock at St.
Nazaire, I saw a German prisoner sit-
ting on a pile of lumber. I thought
probably he would be hungry, so I
Went down into the oilers' mess and
got two slices of bread with a thick
piece of beefsteak between them and
handed It to Fritz. He would not take
it. At first I thought he was afraid
to, but by using several languages and
signs he managed to make me under-
stand that he vVas riot hungry—had
too much to eat, in fact".
on camp, and a piece of moldy bread
moftths in the U. S. navy, I received <he size .of a safety-match. • bgg:>was
generous portion of food they;
wrdttf he worild cut in, so I kept look- wa:
ing up at hlin, but he,stayed ^herehe: ^
C wo
gmsimi
:d all the time the inai-ine
' Uy i sdid to
5 * was'^feaitly' interested, t was doubt-
iul at-first as to-the truth-of the re-
ports; for I knew how -news Rets,
changed in .passing frbm . mouth to
inouth, and I riever was .much of 9
hand to-believe things until 1 j'> sa^
them, anyway. Another thing that
vcaaseduwe *0 beinte?^tedlrithe war
was the fact-that my mother Was born
:vlgt^lSwetftrio^ln~AIsace.I"had
him one jln
ipthei' in the riioutjfif; an
■upra^alrikthc.raiL:
often visited
a
with France -at 'war, It.. Htm.
even
pitallty, once every forty-eight hours,
I. would not exactly have refused a
beefsteak Sandwich, l: airi afraid. But
then 'I was not- a -heaven-l>orn German
I was only a. common American garby.
He. was full of kultur arid grub; I
was not full of anything. - .
. There was .a large prison camp at,
St. Nazaire, and at one time or an-
othftr fceaw ,$11 of -Ifc. Before the war
it had been used'as a bafraeks by the
French army and consisted of«well-
iri^de,.,'ibmii!6itabie two-story stone
buildings, floored. wltt conqreltei with
auiittftl'y: baifrack^ ok 'logSw .• :TKd JOer-
riian prisoners. occupied the stone
buildings, .while, ,the French guards
were quartered in the lqg houses^. In-
|ide, th$fa0ul3es divided liritdilong
roomswlth#hltewasbedwalls.There
stocks
Gunner Depew, on board the
Frerich" tfreadnaught cCassardy
gives the Poitus a sample of the
marksmanship for which the
American gunners are famous.
Then he leaves his ship and goes
Into1'"the" Don't (flnf*
the n$5ct installment.
wind stripped a' the. standing, corn in
the glen in less tlmo than wo-ve been j ^
here at the water's edge. It was called
the dell's hosbm. My father's hirimost
words to me was, 'It's time eneuch to
greet, laddie, when you see the au-
rora boreallg.'" Waster Lunny was
"greeting" o'er the drought then, but
twelve hours later the Quharity Was
out of Its banks, washing out the corn
and with a year's store of wool on lb?
crest was dashing out to sea.
EVJoon by "Earthlight,8® .
: When the crescent of^the fieW lriboh
appears in the west the phenomenon
x ., ... , . .,. . called "the old moon In the young
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W Leonard - Wood, former chief of the army staff. Now that he la not,
charming daughter, Louislta Wood, is a very-much —..
Athletic, fond of^all sorts of out*
door adi^iliii. •, Jr.: , 3I10
vna twelve ' , , ■ ■ for
long-distance rldltyt for ^lrls. In Oc^
tober in 1913 she galloped into Fort
Myer, Va., with her father arid Col. B.
C. Hieston at the end of the last 45-
mile dash of a 90-mile ride. Ever sjjnc^
she has set the pace In hard and long-
distance riding for girls; Miss Wood
Is about eighteen years old,;; 4
Frpm the time she could walk
Louislta has been a rider. She learned r a
horsemanship from the troopers at Fort Myer and soon a
a rider as any of tliem. „ r ■ >%t-
Always a favorite with the men, she grew up spending half he^Slnie^^
around the staples, never so happy as when with the horses,.-
From her father she inherits a naturally. robust physique,
Wood ev^n today is a powerful man,^and" in hls^youthrwua one of the finest
all-round athletes in the army. —===-
. That first long ride she undertook when .a twelve-year-old girl was when^ ?,
her father and Colonel Hieston #ere obliged to ride thai distance
ance with army regulation to the effect that such a U':
ojace a year in the army test.
"it has been indicated that Maj. Gen. Leonard Wood, who .has
left without a permanent command "since he Was denied overseas service;
might command the American forces; Although only 1ivmajor general and I
ranked, by March and Pershing, who have the rank of general by ' .
erai Wood is by seniority the ranking general officer of the United Statedf~i
army. If chosen to lead the American force he might, as a. matter of courtesy,^
be given supreme command of. the expedition. ' •i'" " '
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On© Man,Who Might Have Evaded ..lis "Military Duty
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tOST chords a-plenty, but how about lost questionnaires? Ever since the
war department made the questionnaire well known to 10,000,000 young
men and all th©ir parents and friends there has been wonder: on the part of ,
some as to whether one of those mil-:
DRAFT
BOARD
mCLAOiCAMr
6-0'-t?lfi-Y'KN<W I'M-
ACHIH'TO 6irE
TH'MISERT-
lions of documents might get lost some
"timer"" -™" * — 5
Each of the approximately 5,000"
local boards of the nation guards Its
quest'ionnalres with its life, of course,
"but since local boards are composed'
of human beings, and since even the ;
-greatest of .human belngs.ia.Jiot per;-
feet, well—why say more? ^
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Something to. "Greet" About.
Persons casting about for something
to worry about may take pleasure In
recalling from "The Little Minister"
the manner in which self-styled simple
folk in Scotland regard the northern
lights—"the devil's rainbow," Waster
Lunny called it. "I saw it sax times
in July month," he said, "and it made
me shut my een. You was out admir-
ing it, dominie, but I can never forget
that it was seen in the year '12 just
afore the great storm. I was only a „ , __ .. * . ...... .... .
laddie then, but I mind how that awful * saw tRe fn!1 and hurried to the sceae
I have at last Jieard of a lost ques*
tionnalre.
Bight here in Washington.
It ggems that a certain registrant left the city and was working on neces* .—-
sary government work in. a neai'by community. The work he was enigaged to
gave him good ground for deferred classification.
, But |ie got tired of the work and came back to the national capital. Ha
secured himself a position In the fire department, Lam told, and the very ^
first day meandered down to his local board to ask about his standing in the "1 I
draft. J
It may as well be stated right here that this man was willing to go to ./
camp any time called upon.
His local board members and the clerical force began to hunt up his
questionnaire. But they couldn't find it high or low. - ■'
The questionnaire,was lost, that was all. ^pB|
"We wouldn't have knowq we had you on the rolls," said a member,
"But, now that you're here, we'll send you to camp tomorrow." *
Ever Hear of a Sparrow That Had Sense of Gratitude!
- V ' •* - -'i•'; •''*'1" ' "• "'"in'11111 v' " ~rr°' ' '"•"** ■
THE sparrow that adopted a man also may be added to your list of worthies.
This natural biplane, being but a few we:' - ; > * •' • •
on him one day lri" a dowritowri street arid fell into be ic Wsm
'
JSSSKI
of the disaster. The little sparrow
winked his bright eyes. jtn3 growled.la^w
pain; Didn't you ever hear a sparrow '
-growl? No? Well, what has that rgot
to do with the story,} anyway? While
you are thinking up the answers to
these three questions let us follow the
mail, and thejsparrbW.
The man picked up the half-starved
little fellow and carried him to his
home. He took him to his room and
fed him bread crumbs soaked Infmllk,
Cv on isc c-pn -<r rs i cr. Io jee-.f
'around the room, at a lively rate.
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"You are old enough now to take to your elemental hea
But the-sparrow would not Is ■ • - 1
The bird Insisted on perching on his shoulder and even wanted t<
cent is seen the whole round orb of
the moon. The cause of this appeal
ance Is that the "earthllght" upon that , - .
part of the moon riot reached "by the ^his master-to-eome^iome.
sunshine is sufficiently brilliant to ren
der it faintly visible to bur eyes.
tifflue lliUt'.Jwayr""*
Ba order t? escape froih.him the man had to
irid close the door with speed. •
The last 1 heard of the '>m \.r 1 . • : 'a a trc
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waiting for "
Harnesses Sun's Rays,
An experimenter in .the. Itoyal Col-
lege of Sclorice' in Toronto claims that
ihe has found; a way to harness the
; sun's heat tx? industrial tasks of al^
Tnost ';ianYnature;; For instance," by-hit'^ r
experiments with mirror ^coMbinatloha'
he has focusedi reflected rays so as to
melt ^ bar: of lead at a i temperature
below freezing to a depth of one and
jt:haif inches in 43 secbrids. • ^
icii..1;!''!?.1' *.''i CitiHSf;*■!S'
Hezekiah Got Some Satistaotion lor .
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;ed be
a LONG. tirrie_agb : jn, J
Jt%'Hezekiah Brown had a falling oufc -iiThe^sc-__ ^ nrniii «u
.Hess .got cold, feet.ppd ran ,away., Seve'ral weeks ago Lioyd got wind of the
■' in town working on
^ ;irovfirnmpnt hiindintr.
tj I .f< . intended No Harm.r^
? -Luey was playing up on the, lawu
with her little piippy whbn the dog
!next(door > came up wagglng hls lkll In;
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stuck his tall between his legs an
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le comW/ aM a studio for Jrtmv-sayln^rf^Doh't be afra:
| .arated from privates—
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