TWELVE THE BAYONET: CAMP LEE, VA., FRIDAY, MAY 10, 1918 would certainly get at the job promptly that afternoon. The rookie walked away apparently quite satisfied. The Third Battalion Headquarters' men are once again with us for mess. "Louse" Lappin and Nick Honsaker as usual amuse us with their tales of wild life. Forty-first Company. On May 1, 1918, the 41st Separate Company was transferred to the 11th Provisional and organized as the 41st Company of that battalion. The recruits assigned to this company come from the Virginia quota of the April draft. At the present time the company has not distinguished itself, but each day brings to light the latent abilities of the various recruits. Notably that one recruit is a glass and fire eater with the ability to drink forty (40) gallons of water. The men physically are in fair shape, but it has been noticed by several of the officers that after an hour or so of hard drill that even the strongest develop bad cases of "blind staggers." Will some kind "medico" describe the symptoms of the disease so it can be detected in its early stages-we have the cure. Forty-second Company. "It takes a long, slim, dark-skinned man to make a German lay his rifle down." We are on the job all right-we have about 250 in this company. Perhaps some will be slimmer later and some might be darker like some of the rest, and what some of us miss in being "long" we make up in pep. We are sure to get those rifles. We have a veteran of the Eightieth Division in our company. Moses White served in this division last fall. For some unaccountable reason he was sent home, and he is now having a fine time drilling us when the officers find we need extra instruction. We went on guard this week. The guard house was not finished, and when we heard were to sleep in the mess hall as a guard house we had pleasant anticipations. Hang that cook. He locked everything up tight. Corporal X-Sir, I have a very important question to ask. You say the corporals can't roll bones with the privates, but is there any objection to the corporals having a few friendly passes just 'mongst themselves? We had a sociable gathering the night we all got settled. We had a sociable gathering the night we all got settled. We had songs. Songs we used to sing and new songs taught us by the engineers, who came over to teach us. We had a few buck-and-wing selections, too, by members of the company. Man, you just ought to hear our harmony. Ask "stove pipe." Thirty-third Company. The 43d Company is one of the newest in the Depot Brigade. It's in a battalion that is as equally new, but it certainly means business. Its ball team has already defeated the old 41st Company's team to the tune of 7 to 6. Acting Corporal Rufus E. Knox, of the 43d, claims to be the best trap drummer in seven counties, and he promises to beat them all as soon as he gets his drum. We hope that the supply officer has a supply of large hats in stock, as we have appointed several acting corporals. Acting Corporal Burrill Woods had $60 the other night. He didn't tell us, but we think we know where he got it. Woods doesn't think much of the man that sleeps next to him, for he wanted to leave it in the orderly room, but as we didn't think we could get away with it, we made him keep it. Gee! I wish I was an observation man. All they do is eat and sleep. Forty-fourth Company. The Forty-fourth Company was organized Sunday, April 28, with 250 colored recruits, all from Virginia. While the uniforms have not arrived, it has not deterred their military accomplishments. Twenty-six non-coms. have been appointed and are doing good work. We can forsee quite an article for next week. Ninth Company. The Ninth Company played a game of ball with the Eleventh Company the other night of which the less said the better. The only bright feature was the playing of that shining star, Sergeant Ow, behind the bat, although Sergeant Doutt didn't do so bad. The score was 16 to 1, in favor of Eleventh Company. Reason for defeat: Sergeant Kelly was out rooting for Ninth Company. Our new recruits are a likely looking bunch of men. If they only keep on sending such to the new army it will not be long until we have the Kaiser with his back on the Rhine. The men enjoy the music given after retreat by the Brigade Band. They dance on the parade ground, but they have nothing on Sergeant Lewis. At 9:15 o'clock last night Looie was dancing and prancing around the floor looking for Ege and about nineteen other men at the dance in Petersburg. The girls were there, but owing to kitchen and other police duties the fellows were not. Mess Sergeant Traub has an easy time these days. All he does is catch flies and place them in our new-fangled fly-traps. 105TH ORDNANCE DEPOT CO. Last week the office force dreamed a dream, and in this dream they could see, arrayed in all its glory the office baseball team winning from the work-house team. The following day, May 1, they challenged the warehouse to a game, thinking they could make their dream come true. Oh! what a false thought! It was, indeed, pitiful to see the office rooters fade away as their men walked away from the plate after making a great effort to his something they couldn't possibly see., for Private John D. Blair was doing the remarkable pitching that could not be equaled. No doubt the surrounding companies felt the awful wind from the bat as the office team fanned, and fanned at the little thing they heard buzzing by. Sergeant Glasgow, who played short for the warehouse, was much "peeved" at the office not giving him more than two chances to make a throw to first. Now since this game is seems that none of the office have more money than 30 cents. They tried to double their money, but- By ginger, next t' bein' able to pick up a three-cent piece with a boxin' glove on, is to try to edit an "Ordiance Harold." It must be awful t' hev t' live in a city during one of them campaigns fer a "business administration." Unlce Ezra Braddock McCracken is a direct descendant of a family of Norse baseball men, and was born at Cat Creek He is supposed to be able to play himself, but it can't be done. He has marvelous memory and little or no regard for the truth. Sergeant Dwyer thinks something of going with a troupe. His uncle was quite an actor, and tore paper for the snow scene in the "Two Orphans," when that play was popular. Hence his would-be jokes. Lots of seemingly intelligent folks keep on saying "butatoes" fer "pertaters," Fitts." I'll bet th' editors thet hev been flyin' over th' country fer years on railroad passes wish they'd paid more attention to th' scenery while they hed a chance. "Black." The "Ordnance Harold" wants to know from Novotny, and Duff, why we are at war? Why! we are surprised at their ignorance. . The reason is this" We are fighting that Democrats might live. Old Specks Byers is the blamdest fellow to be blowin' off all the time about his army record. Wants to buy two gold bars and thinks he is a baseball rooter. Ha! Ha! Kill him while he is happy. Forty-seven West Philadelphians are among the three hundred men connected with the 26th Company. This delegation sports "A Mutt and Jeff" act in "Heavy" Atkins and "Kid" Bradley. Joseph P. Devir, a Philadelphia newspaperman, is with us. Joe is writing so many postcards and letters to his friends that Corporal Robert E. Lee has named him "Post Card" Devir.