“Yes, sir.  May I offer the captain a suggestion?”

“Yes.”

“Aspen will be corporal in charge of quarters to-night.  Hartley is sometimes a very slovenly soldier,” Kelly reported.  “May I direct Corporal Aspen to keep Hartley up and give the instruction in saluting after midnight?  Corporal Aspen could take the man into the mess-room where none of the men would be disturbed.”

“That sounds like a good idea,” Dick nodded, smiling slightly.  “If he has to lose some of his sleep for instruction Hartley may remember better.  A soldier who offers his salutes in a slovenly fashion is always a long way from being a really good soldier.  And, Sergeant, tell all the corporals that each will be held responsible for drill and instruction of their squads in the art of snappy saluting.”

Glancing at his wrist watch Prescott now noted that it was within five minutes of time for the battalion practice march.  Accordingly he stepped outside.  His lieutenants being already on the drill ground he gave them brief directions as to the instruction to be imparted on the hike and the deficiencies in the men’s work that were to be watched for.  While he was still speaking the bugler sounded assembly.

Two or three minutes later the first battalion, under Major Wells, marched off the drill ground in column of fours.

As A company moved off at the head of the battalion some of the non-coms called quietly: 

“Hip! hip! hip!”

At each “hip” the men stepped forward on the left foot.  A few of the recruits still found difficulty in keeping step.

“Let that third four close up!” ordered Lieutenant Terry briskly.  “Pay more heed to keeping the interval correctly.”

When the third four closed up those behind closed in accordance, sergeants and corporals giving this matter close attention.

As it was a practice march the men continued to move in step.  Company streets were left behind and the battalion moved on across a field, where later a trench system was to be installed, out past where the rifle ranges were already being constructed, and then up the gradual ascent of a low hill from which a spread-out view of the camp was to be had.  On all the out-lying roads, at this time, bodies of troops were to be seen marching in various directions.  At a distance these columns of men, clad in olive drab, made one think of brown caterpillars moving slothfully along.  That was a distance effect, however, for the marching men did not move slowly, but kept on at the regular cadence of a hundred and twenty steps to the minute.

In less than ten minutes after the start, with the rays of the sun pouring down mercilessly on them, the soldiers began to perspire freely.  Another five minutes and it was necessary to brush the perspiration out of their eyes.