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Identifier: sentinel16univ (find matches)
Title: The sentinel
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: University of Montana (Missoula, Mont. : 1965-1994) Montana State University (Missoula, Mont.) State University of Montana (Missoula, Mont.)
Subjects: University of Montana (Missoula, Mont. : 1965-1994) Montana State University (Missoula, Mont.) State University of Montana (Missoula, Mont.) Universities and colleges College yearbooks
Publisher: Missoula, Mont. : University of Montana
Contributing Library: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center
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stiffen. October 4 Not a drop (of rain). Jim Jorgensen who lives three tents up the street came in a few minutesago and showed me a picture of a girl, which he carried in a khaki folder. Un-derneath the picture was some gilt printing which said The Girl I left BehindMe. I asked Jorgensen why his girl was working with the Red Cross in the frontline trenches. He looked surprised, and wondered why I asked that question. Well, said I, if she isnt in the trenches, why is she wearing the gasmask? Jorgensen said it wasnt a gas mask. He said it was her face.No wonder he left her behind him. If I had a girl with a map like that, Id walk across Nobodys Land with abulls eye painted exactly between my eyes. Every time Jorgensen lool^s at thepicture he nearly weeps. I guess the poor devil thinks he wont get killed, andwill have to go back and marry her. War is sad for some people. October 5 Clouds and no silver lining. Started the day as usual—before it was day. The rest of the army was —MO—
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-—193— lined up in Company street. But I was leaning on my rag house and wishing Iwas a jelly fish, in order to fit the surroundings. I was watching the water running down a trench that Butter Driseoll haddug, when Sergeant Blackie Dawe came busting ixp behind me and yelledfall in. Well, I didnt do it. Democracy or no democracy, I wasnt going to fallinto that muddy trench. I was wet enough as it was. These non-competent officers are taking on more weight each day. Imwilling to obey any order which will help make the world safe for future gen-erations to fight in. But orders like that are unreasonable. If this is libeity give me hemlock. October 6 Merely sprinkling. This morning I was initiated into K. P. While we were lined up on Com-pany street before light, per custom, a non-competent officer named Mooneyswaggered up. And he said I want you for K. P. I thanked him for the invitation and told him I didnt think Id join, becauseI was an Eagle and didnt care to belong to any more lo

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