FRANK C. BROUGH—TELLS OF BEING “SHOT"
FULL OF “GERMS”

Frank C. Brough, now with the marines, reports such fine weather down at Port Royal, S. C., that they played a football game on Christmas morning, and also a push-ball game, his company winning. Then a real turkey dinner, with all the fixin's, after which his company wanted a baseball game, but the rest were "too full" and tired.

However, another letter dated Dec. 28th, shown that they had to pay up for their fun with a very heavy drill work, 4 1/2 hours in the morning and 1 1/2 hours in the afternoon, which at the rate of 4 miles per hour, makes 24 miles walking. Some extracts from recents letters may interest his local friends:

"Right here we were called outside again, but this time it was a more enjoyable procedure, as we just signed the pay-roll, which means $10.80 that is coming to us for our 15 days in December. Gee! but that's a stupendous income. ($30 per month); sure do stand great chance of becoming millionaires at that rate! Must save like the 'old harry' in order to have enough to get home with when they give us furlough at the end of training. If we are scheduled for France, they take us up to some place near Washington, D. C., for some more intensive training in trench warfare, and then 10 days furlough, in which case it won't me long or cost very much to hit the homeward trail from our fair capital to dear old Hackensack;

"And now the boys are holding a heated discussion as to whether it's $10.80 or $10.65 or 10 something else that we're going to receive; but what do we care for a couple of cents--we've got, or will have, lots of money!

"We are now waiting for further orders, which may be a session at washing clothes, but I hope not as I am pretty tired. By the way, when you send my next box enclose a scrubbing brush with the assortment will you, for we have to get a crease in our khaki pants without the aid of a flat iron, and without a brush you don't stand a chance of accomplishing this feat. Up to date, I've had to wait till some boy finished and borrow his, which has been rather inconvenient.

"The corporal has just yelled 'outside!' So long!

"Back again same day with no casualties to report; and my old pedal extremities are standing the gaff in great shape. We're all very much alive and kicking out in good style.

"Feeling tip-top, with my appetite increasing daily; and you would surely marvel to see me stow away the 'chow', which is good and wholesome.

"Were still in quarantine, and I suppose will be confined for a week longer. Next Saturday we get the second dose of 'germs' injected into our left arms and will probably have sore 'whips' again on Sunday; this time we get twice as many as they 'shot' and we'll be thoroughly inoculated from the 'typhus bug' for three years.

"Tell me all the 'gossip' you know in your next letter, which you can make as long as you wish.

"Oceans of love, wishing I was with you, yet satisfied and happy."