VU HORRIBLE TRAGEDY til
It occurred in the Drill Hall*The time “was yester eve* Rife
and ruthless was the struggle between the Regulars and the Scrubs
of the Officers* Basketbal3. Team* Brilliant in'the extreme was the
wonderful passing of the Major,-the thrilling aggressiveness of Capt.
Gorier,-the marvelous shooting of Lieut»Maertens» But the star of
stars,-the most scintillating of the entire constellation,-a meteor
among his mates,-a veritable demon of drive and force,-the Champion
of Champions,-was here, there,everywhere,-all over the court.Dashing,
daring, elusive, accurate iij making his hair-raising shots, -*was the
leader of thorn all-none other than Capt*Edwards,-the far-famed Ad
jutant of Fort Wm.H. Seward, Alaxa#
A deathly silence pervades the air,-hist?-why this strange ten
sion,-why this agonizing,tantalizing suspense! The score is tied,-the
Regulars have the ball,-the Scrubs are fighting madly,straining every
nerve and sinew,-their motto that of the Blue Devils at Verdun-"They
shall not pass - us.',r But alasl -Ah cruel f ate,-Capt*Edwards has the
coveted sphere.He shakes off ten maddened scrubs,-he dodges five more,
he feints to pass the bal3. to the redoubtable Gorder,-h© laughs in
fiendish glee,-he sidesteps,-he eludes his opponents with feline cun
ning, -he poises himself ,-0 so gracefully,-and HE SHOOTS*
But why the vast silence from the Regular stands! Why the chort
les of mirth from the partisans ofi the humble Scrubs! The Captain thrusts
his bursting chest into the yielding atmosphere,-he bows,-he smiles,
but where are the cheers from his supporters? Why their cold,stern
mirthless countenances? What has he done-WHAT has he done? Aw,-nawthin*
except to toss the ball into his own goal,-nawthin* a tall,-except to
score just one more basket for the Scrubs* AIN’T IT SAD! We ask you -
AIN'T IT? *
THE LISTENING- POST.
”Laugh at every man’s joke; tell none of your own; believe all
fish stories; don’t snore; pay cash,-no jawbone; an d you’ll be
fairly popular*
Do right, add fear no man!
Don’t write, and fear no woman*\l
A friend in need generally needs too much*
If the truth ever comes out,it will probably be shown that
this man Friday was R.Crusoe’s bootlegger*
Ashes to ashes: dust to dus':;
If you want a lovih* daddy
Take a soldier o.j tru^tiU
AND SPECIAL FROM THE SERGE AS T-MAJOR:
M-f who have net been supplied with INK for
the quarter ending Decsc,will report to the Sgt.MaQ^’s
Off ice,he will be glad to :,f3i:e it to tke^and sate thorn trou
ble of sending an Orderly over to Headquarter** for it when they
are on guard- Of course, they will have to carry it to their Quar
ters $ust the same as they would on guard.”
(By order of the Sgt.Maj*)