the most
luscious watermelons. (Texas troops please heed.) Company commanders,
you know, have never been in the habit of awarding prizes for the squads
producing the most lemons, but, then, war changes every thing.

So keep your old campaign list for garden wear (if the Q.M. will let
you); make a pair of overalls out of the burlap the meat comes done up
in; use your trench pick and shovel, plus your bayonet, to do the
plowing, and scatter the tender seedlets. If a few acorns come along
with the rest of the plantables, plant them, too, for if we're going to
be over here a good long time the shade from these oaks will come in
mighty handy when we're old men and have time to sit down.

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ARMY MEN BUILD AN
OVER-SEAS PITTSBURGH
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Mammoth Warehouses and the World's Largest
Cold Storage Plant Spring Up in
Three Months.
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FORESTERS AND ENGINEERS DOING THE WORK.
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"Winter of Our Discontent" Sees Big Job of Preparation
Speeded "Somewhere" in France.
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You, Mr. Infantryman, out there for heaven knows how many hours a day
jabbing at a straw-filled burlap bag and pretending it's old Rat-Face,
the Crown Prince--been doing that ever since you came over here, haven't
you?

You, Mr. Artilleryman, loading, unloading, standing clear, and all the
rest of it until your back aches and your ear-drums wellnigh cave in--

You, Mr. Machine-Gunner, going out every day and lugging about a ton of
assorted hardware and cutlery around a vacant lot--

You, Mr. Marine, land-logged, land-sick, trying out your web feet in
wading through the muddy depths of Europe instead of wading ashore
through the roaring surr-yip! hi-ho, and a bottla grape juice!--

You, all of you, own up now! Doesn't seem as though you weren't getting
anywhere at times, now does it? Doesn't seem as though you had made any
particular progress, eh, what? Doesn't seem to have made the beef any
tenderer, the supplies come up any quicker, the Q.M.'s clothing get
issued any quicker? As far as you can see, things have been pretty much
at a standstill, on account of the weather and what-not, for some time,
haven't they?

With Speed and Drive.

But that