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By The Office Cat
If we don't get a bar or two out of this Wilderness Campaign, there ain't no God! That little fracas Grant fought hereabout in '61 was a picnic compared to our maneuvers getting to where we guard these trout and the President when he is around. Hsin-Ho, Camp Butler, Woodrow Wilson Field, and the Gettysburg Hike combined, plus beaucoup mountains, rain, buckets of mud, busted trucks (all Marine trucks are that way-they buy them busted) and roads, compose the pieces de resistance-stir them up, add pepper and salt to suit, and there you are, or rather here we are. It's a tough line of boats and no fooling! (Adam was the first Marine and that remark is the only one ever made that we have record of.)
Swabo on the road business. There is a road here and we can vouch for it. The maintenance outfit cut it through and we keep it up. She's hand-made literally. We've cracked enough granite with sledges on that baby to turn a State penitentiary green with shame and still she hasn't any bottom. Some place we've heard a rumor that the State is providing a nice, big, new shiny highway but you cannot prove it by us. We've been wading around here for three weeks and it's still AWOL.
The maintenance outfit is a mile...