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GHURKA JERKA This will introduce Theodore Mustapha Spirochitum Khan, a good and slothful servant. Theodore Mustapha Spirochitum Khan says that he worked for me for seven weeks while I was in New Delhi, and that he found me satisfactory but undistinguished. Although I came to him with the best of references (A U.S. on my collar and an open American countenance), he feels he must report some slight disappointment in me. In the first place I did not give him presents all the time, although he reminded me frequently that his last employer, a certain Mrs. Doris Duke Cromwell, gave him a house in Westchester, every time he said "Salaam Memahib" - which was quite often. Moreover, I was noisy when I came in during his afternoon naptime and he objected to my sleeping in the hall outside his room when he was entertaining the dhobi, the dwaba, the dumbo and dothers. My insistence on using my toothbrush twice a day caused him considerable trouble because a damp brush is not good for cleaning brass. Although he had taken it for granted that I would be a Major soon, I never did get past a First Lieutenancy during the seven weeks of our relationship and this caused him constant embarrassment in the pantry and the service bar. "There goes Mustapha Spirochitum Khan," other bearers used to whisper. "You know, the one whose master, hasn't even been recommended." However, he did manage to keep on speaking terms with his confreres by wearing both my Distinguished Flying Cross and its ribbon at the same time. It is with great pride, therefore, that I recommend you to Mustapha Spirochitum Khan. If he is considering you for his master you must be a wealthy and powerful man. From the hospital bed on which I suffer from acute inferiority complex, chronic dhobi itch and sever bearer bitch, I salute you. Signed L.B.D. |
PIPE THE GAMS, CHUMS! - Yvonne H. Mason, said to have the veddy, veddy best underpinning in India, shows Lt. I. F. Haxel how he should wear
his gold bar under the new officer insignia regulations. Haxel once gained fame with a stirring defense of Oklahoma and
all its works. - Palinkas photo.
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THERE'LL BE HOT JAM SESSIONS when these guys get in shape. S/Sgt. Glenn T. Matthew plays the sax, Pvt. Cliff M. Barnes tongues the trombone, S/Sgt. Edwin Davis plays the trumpet, S/Sgt. Bill Baker knocks out a lot of percussion on the drums while S/Sgt. William Hackney slaps the bull fiddle for plenty of jive. Corp. C. L. Sizemore is the old guitar strummer, Tony Mercado, sans shirt, is the manager, and Corp. George Little sits at the piano. Seems to be some argument whether the latter is the pianist or just sitting in for the laughs. |
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A HOSPITAL IS BUILT - Literally carved out of the Indian landscape is one of the great U.S. Base Hospitals now in operation. Staffed by expert doctors and trained nurses and equipped with all the gadgets of modern medical science, this hospital is now efficiently handling the American Army sick. |
MOST SERIOUS CASES are sent here from all over the theater. The picture at left shows Indian stone masons laboriously constructing what is seen above as a finished hospital structure. |
THE NURSES travel by bus back and forth between town and the hospital. Janet E. Conklin is in the vehicle while Elizabeth Shaunty, Monica L. Gabel and Jane D. Marsden, all "shave tails," line up to get in. |
IN GENERAL SURGICAL ward 2nd Lt. Mary Larkin watches Capt. Charles W. Orr apply a fresh dressing to Corp. Edward R. Dillon. |
READY TO CARVE - Before going in to the operating theater to delicately disect the gizzard of some poor sucker everybody gets thoroughly cleaned up. It's all done in the "Sterilizing Room" shown above. |
COME AND GET IT! - Even doctors and nurses must eat, so here they are presented in their mess hall eating either mutton or chicken we'll bet. |
CHECKING THE TICKER - Observe the air of calm resignation on the face of Capt. Frank H. Waskow as Capt. Ivan W. Scott checks his old pump. Capt. Robert S. Crew is probably there for consultation or to fill up the picture. |
Pvt. Arnold L. Olson sorts all those "CC" pills you guys get. |
ON THE TABLE is 1st Sgt. Marvin T. Hunn while looking down his throat is Corp. Emanuel B. Rivera. Captain writer says it is "Gastro-Intestinal" study, whatever that is. |
CLARK GABLE, the movies' great he-man heart-throb, shaves off his moustache his first day at an Army Air Force school in Florida.
Gable walked right in as a private and asked to be made an airplane gunner when he enlisted.
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SPECIAL DIETS - Angry patients often insist they're being starved to death in any hospital. Here 2nd Lt. Marie Rowley hands out some of those "specials" to Pfc. Norman R. Lund and Pfc. Ralph E. Geary. |
POOR MAN'S SNAKE CHARMER - S/Sgt. Arthur Donovan herewith proves that the art of snake charming is not the exclusive property of the Indians. |
MUSSELMAN? - Or do they mean "muscle-man" when they talk about Pfc. Ervin "Slim" Simmons, calmly walking away with
the front end of a horse.
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PLENTY OF KP's IN INDIA - Pvt. Steve Salak seldon peels a spud or an onion in dear old India. He usually turns it over to his little body of hand picked men shown in this picture. For the sake of getting the military into the picture, however, Salak agreed to peel for one potato. |
RAINS CAME but plenty a while back and the two gents running the APO had to do a lot of covering up on the mail. The Army's two postal handlers here are Sgt. Anthony J. (Woeful Willie) Longo and Sgt. Richard Pustorino. |
"WALKING POST" - At the theater station hospital Pvt. Edward B. Pieczynski walks his post on a bicycle because of the great distances to cover. |
ONE-ARMED BANDITS? You bet there are slot machines in the Far East! Sgt. William F. Cox here holds his cap to receive that jackpot, but they don't pay off any better here than they did at home. |
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