331st field artillery, United States army, 1917-1919 . r twenty-seven put on a show forthe visitors. At mess in the evening Grif and Blackbird mixed tongues abit, but were soon properly silenced by Lieut. Weikman. Also a very good timewas reported by the fellows who managed to get out of camp to attend the dancein town. It was here that we bid adieu to Lieut. Graham, who had been in com-mand of the Battery, and Lieuts. Brooks and Bare, all of whom were ordered toreturn to Camp Grant to report for other duties. The next day Lieut. Collinstook command. Thursday night found us in Kilbourne, encam
331st field artillery, United States army, 1917-1919 . r twenty-seven put on a show forthe visitors. At mess in the evening Grif and Blackbird mixed tongues abit, but were soon properly silenced by Lieut. Weikman. Also a very good timewas reported by the fellows who managed to get out of camp to attend the dancein town. It was here that we bid adieu to Lieut. Graham, who had been in com-mand of the Battery, and Lieuts. Brooks and Bare, all of whom were ordered toreturn to Camp Grant to report for other duties. The next day Lieut. Collinstook command. Thursday night found us in Kilbourne, encamped in a woods just outside oftown. The next day we enjoyed our second day of rest since starting. Mosteveryone visited the Dells of Wisconsin or the barber shops some time duringthe day. In the evening all the girls from the country around, dressed in theirbest, appeared in town. The citizens of Kilbourne were giving a pavement dancewith the 331st band furnishing the music. Even the hob nails slid around easily. ATTERY A S^-A 331SJ FielcLArtiller^ i. Page 102 —BATTERY A X J! 55111 Field Artillery^ Ben Zelenski was out in his usual fine form. Liebhauser is still willing to arguewith anyone who will not admit it. that he had the best girl. No sooner had we gotten home from the dance (about ten oclock), when loand behold, the order came to move out that night at one. Immediately we startedto make ready. Rolling ones pack and finding all equipment, especially the horse,is no easy matter at night. Several men expected to be pawed, or have a chunkof flesh bitten out as they crouched in front of the horses on the picket line, scrapingthe mud off the hoofs, so as to see the numbers. It was great sport. Neverthelesswe cant stop for such little things in the army. We were ready and out we pulledat one. Such a tiresome hike as this was! In spite of ones best efforts he could notkeep from going to sleep. Sleeping in the saddle seems almost an impossibility,but it is true that it can be
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