Hill Military Academy - Adjutant Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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at thrashing around and cut all the bushes around for fifty feet or more and yelling to beat the band, just like a stuck pig, and then he quieted down. We stretched him out and measured him and he was sure over twenty feet long? 'CNOW Sergeant Why didn't you tell me this when you reported this afternoon? 'tSchure said the Sergeant, HSchure and I thought you would think that I was lying .

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A SNAKE STORY By Colonel W. H. C. Bowen. U. S. A. Retired Unlike the snakes of Ireland driven out by St. Patrick of blessed memory, those of the Philippines abound in 'great numbers and are in size from the small eight inch vermins ffR1ce Snake, a poisonous snake, whose sting is instant death, to the twenty four foot Python whose Hstingw is in its embrace, and whose embrace is death,-through pressure. In the summer of 1900 it was my fortune to be ordered to the Philippines with my Company HKU Sth Infantry and to be stationed in Northern Luzon in the Province of Ilocos Norte fNorth Ilocosj at the town of Batac. My command included a company of scouts recruited from the native Ilocanos, officered by white men and commanded by Lieutenant Lansing of the regular service. These scouts were mounted. The Province was one of the hot-beds of insurrection and small bodies or parties of our troops were in the field day after day, scouring the country for a distance of twenty miles in each direction. Other commanders North and South were doing similar work, the idea being to prevent large bodies of the enemy congregating at any one spot. One day Sergeant Allison Co. K Sth Infantry, an old time Indian fighter of the plains reported in with his party early in the afternoon reported all quiet in his district. About six o'clock Lieu- tenant Lansing arrived with a similar report as to the condition but with a statement as follows, Captain who came ,through Quiow this afternoon? f'Why?i' I asked- UBecause,U he replied, they left stretched along the path the biggest snake I ever saw, measuring, as near as I could judge, twentw two feet in length. I immediately sent for Sergeant Allison and asked him, 'fSergeant, what interesting thing happened to 3, ou and your party this after- noon? Everything quiet. But Lieutenant Lansing tells me of find' ing a twentw two foot snake in the trail. Tell me about it. Well replied the Sergeant about noon, just after we had eaten our lunch, the pint,' Cmeaning the HPOINTW which a body of troupes always has in advance on a march through the enemy's country, CO1'lS'Sti!'1 f in this case of a corporal and two menl the Pint came back running and yelling to beat the band. I rushed forward to find out what was the mater. You danamed cowardsfi I calls out, 'fare youses afraid oi a few googoos? Googoos be damedf' says the corporal, 'fitis a snake tproneunced schnakej and hew a hundred foot long. I went for- ward at a run and at the first open place in the brush I saw some- thing in the trail coming like a railroad train, as big as any leg fpOiI'1ting to his thighj and so high in the air fMeasuring about three feetj 'fAnd I ups with my gun and let him have it. You know, Captain, Fm a mighty good shot at short range, and I took him through the neck just below the head and it broke his back-bone, but he d1dn't die for half an hour but kept that damned tail of his

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AN EDITORS SOFT JOB Now some folks say That Editors Lead a soft life But I've Heard Differently A Theyler Constantly harrassed With Monomanics Whose every desire Seems To be To make the Editor's life One Continuous bed of thorns These hombres Have the idea That their Stuff Is front page material When as a matter Of cold fact It Isn't fit Coftenj To be printed. Again there is The very soft Job Of arranging or Compiling A Paper or Magazine. Yes an Editor Has a soft life Working Overtime far into The night Till Two or Three.