Cut out for an officer, or, Corporal Ted in the Philippines

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Cut out for an officer, or, Corporal Ted in the Philippines

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Cut out for an officer, or, Corporal Ted in the Philippines
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Wide awake weekly
Lieut. J. J. Barry
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Rescue coming, but what a mockery! Ted saw almost a dozen bolomen almost within arm's reach of him. "One down, anyway!" jeered the young corporal, aiming his last shot. "I've saved the general to-day!" It was a dying soldier' s death-this! \


' WIDE A WAKE WEEKLY A CO/tf'PLETE STORY EVERY WEEK. Issued Weekly-By SubsoripU o n $ 2.50 per year. Entered according t o Act of Congress, in the year 1906, in the otfl,ce o r the Librarian of OongreB1, Washing ton, D O b y Frank T o usey, Publiahet', 24 Square, New York. No. 11. NEW YORK, JUNE 29, 1906. PRICE 5 CENTS. Cut Out. For An Officer OR, CORPORAL TED IN THE PHILIPPINES By LIEUT J. J. BARRY CHAPTER I A GREAT DAY FOR THE "KID" SOLDIER. Private Jim Havers was known in the Forty-Second United States infantry as "'l"he Slob." He lay off now, on the fine, soft grass under a mango tree on the edge of the Laguna de Lanao in the Island of Mindanao, the second largest of the Philipi>ine Islands. His khaki uniform was spotted, soiled-looking. There were splotches of ma11ogany-colored mud on his khaki leggings. "If I was r of this outfit," he began, "I'd d o things different "How?" challenged Private Riley, l azily. He was a vet eran of eight years' service in the United States army. "There'd be less hiking and more fighting,'' asserted Pri vate Jim. "Now, I wouldn't wear the men out. I'd give 'em one good sharp battle, chase the Filipinos into the ocean, and have done with this nonsense." Private Riley yawned, got up, stretched, and walked away. "I'm just as well pleased, me boy, that ye're not major," was Riley's parting shot over his shoulder. Three or four soldiers laughed and walked away. Havers was left with only Private Ted Brisbane to talk to. "Riley has a big idea of Major E l dredge, hasn't he?" demanded Jim, scornfully "I guess he's about as good a major as there is in the army," Ted replied, thoughtfully.' "Good? Oh, bosh! Eldredge is a mossback, l tell you, Brisbane. Now, if I was a major--" .. "You-a major?" smiled Ted, amusedly. Jim Havers sat up his eyes flaring wrathfully. "Well, what's so funny about my being a major?" he challenged. "Don't you think I know enough to be an officer?" "An officer?" T ed repeated thoughtfully. "Why, Jim, to tell you the plain truth, you're a whole mile away from being a good soldier!" At that Jim sat bolt upright, fire seeming to burn in his eyes. ,; "What's the matter with me as a soldier?" he demanded "That's what a good many have been wondering,'' Ted laughed "Oh, keep cool, Jim! Do you want some good advice?" "I don't need it, came the gruff retort. "No," smiled T ed. "I never knew a slob who did need advice." "Slob?" cried Jim, angrily, leaping to. his feet. "Get up and say that again." But Ted still lay on the soft grass, resting on his right elbow. "What's the use of my getting up, Jim?" he drawled. "It wouldn't do you any good. I can lick you. I did once before, you'll remember, when you sneered at the State I was born in." "But what are you calling me a slob for?" demand e d Havers, hotly. "For the same reason that everyone else in the re g ime!lt does, I guess," smiled Brisbane, coolly. "Tha t' s y our nickname, you know." "Well, maybe I am a bit of a slob," Jim admitted. "I know I don't keep my uniform spotless."


2 CUT OUT FOR A.N OFFICER. "Nor your rifle, either, Jim. You've been called down a dozen times at inspection, as I remember, for having dirt ap.d grease in your rifle barrel. Look at your uniform; look at those leggings. Think of the number of times you've been called down for having your tent untidy. You know well enough, Jim, that when a soldier is untidy about him and dirty about his equipment, his officers rate him as a mighty poor soldier." Jim glanced doubtfully at T ed's uniform, leggings, sombrero, cartridge belt, and bayonet .scabbard. A.11 were spotless, foi: Ted was one of the neatest men in the regiment, and it was a neat regiment at that. Man? Well, Ted was just eighteen, and had been in the service but a few months. He had enlisted at Boston, and had expressed a prefer ence for service in the Philippines. Havers was from another State near Ted's own. In a way the two had been friends, both belonging to Captain Bentley's G Company of the Forty-second Infan try. Yet 'l'ed had not been too friendly. He did not care to be known exactly as a friend of The Slob, who was about as slobby in everything else as he was about him self "Why don't you brace up, Jim?" asked Ted, after a moment, when Private Havers had throwll' himself on the ground again and lay looking out over the lake. "What's the use?" asked Jim, discontentedly. "What's the use of being a soldier at all, if you' re not going to be a good soldier?" "I guess I'm good enough,'' grunted Jim. "I get my pay all right, and everything else that's coming to me. A.nd I never showed cold feet, did I?" "Cold feet" is the soldier's term for cowardice. When a soldier is afraid cold chills go.chasing down his spine and settle in his feet. Hence he has "cold feet." At l

' OUT OUT FOR AN OFFICER. 3 "That's talking too much like the Slob, Jim," Ted mur mured, earnestly. "You'd be no good as a corporal if all you thought of was the number of things you couhl get out of doing. A corporal does escape a good deal of drudg ery, to be sure, but he has other new duties that a soldier doesn't have." "You'll be trying for a commission now, I suppose," jeered Jim. be trying to get through an examina tion and blossom out as a kid lieutenant, with shoulder straps on." "Maybe," smiled Ted. "I'd like it well enough." Enlisted men in the army are of three different kinds. First of all there is the private soldier. Just above him comes the corporal, and above the cor poral is the sergeant. Corporal and sergeant are not officers, but are known as non-commissioned officers. Corporal and sergeant receive their appointments from their colonel, who may revoke the appointment at any time that he sees fit. The lowest rank of commissioned officer-or "officer," as he is genellally called-is a second lieutenant. The officers-;-of are a captain, a first lieuten ant, and a se

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