Lewis war diary, August 1917-March 1919 / James Ray Lewis - Page 11
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ground, and the sergeants roaring remind him of ganders squawking @ at the head of their mob. One does not understand the military at first; all the nonsense gone on with such as forming fours and saluting, seem to have no immediate value at all and in fact seem extremely silly, not to say ridiculous.
Oh! its payday in the camp, every second Thursday, and the jubilation starts. Some leave the major portion of their pay to be banked or drawn by their dependents for them. Others on the contrary act with a thoughtlessness of the future, and an utter selfishness that is remarkable.
One might mention the churches all have soldiers halls with pictures, books & games; the Y,M,C,A, & Salvation Army, also deserve mention on account of the good work they do for the men.
"Fall out B2 for tea", it is the orderly corporal who has called out; and soon the quiet of the evening is broken by the clatter of knives & tinplates as the men line up for tea and are marched around to the messtables. Once here and a shortage of bread on the tables is discovered and there is a roar of ''We want bread", and " Are we overfed",