Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 185, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 August 1917 — He’s In the Army Now. [ARTICLE]

He’s In the Army Now.

By Bide Dudley. No more ham or eggs or grapefruit when the bugle blows for chow. No more apple pies or dumplings, for we’re in the army now, and they feed us beans for breakfast and at noon we have ’em, too, while at night they fill opr stomachs with a' good old army stew. No more fizzes, beer or highballs when we’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 drillin’ makes us warm, but we can’t cool off with liquor ’cause we wear the uniform. No more shirts of silk and linen. We all wear the “0. D.” stuff. No more nightshirts or pajamas, for our pants are good enough. No more feather ticks or pillows, but we’re glad to thank the Lord we’ve got a cot and blanket when we might have just a board. For they feed us beans for breakfast, and at noon we have ’em, too, while at night they fill our stomachs with a good old army stew. But, by gum, we’ll lick the kaiser when the sergeants teach us hoW, for, dad durn it, he’s the reason that we’re in the army now.