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                                       10.

     Reveille sounded at 5 oclock in the morning. We got into our clothes and had a period of setting-up exercises. When we shaved and washed, fell in and marched across the little gully to our company mess hall. At 7:00 we fell in for the days' work. An hour was allowed at noon, then drill [[?]] instruction until 5:30. Dinners at 6:00, and frequently there were evening lectures at 9:00 the lights were out and every one had to be in barracks.
     All companies had the same routine for one month. At the end of this time there were formed three companies, or batteries, of field artillery, one of engineers [[best guess]] and the rest were infantry. I pondered for some time over my choice, and finally asked for artillery. At this time I do not clearly recall why I preferred it to infantry. Probably one cogent consideration was the fact that I had always been subject to colds and rheumatic pains after exposure to wet or cold. I feared that I could not hold up physically if I had to sleep in cold and muddy dugouts. I probably felt also, that my little ability in mathematics might be of use in the artillery.
     So I moved my belongings down to the barracks of the 8th battery. Davidson stayed in the 13th and the infantry. Price went with me. In the 8th I became one of a small group of men from Nashville and near by which managed to remain united until the end of 1917. Besides Price and myself there were Merritt (Pop) Guthrie a farmer V.M.I. man, who for some years had traveled for his father's furniture manufacturing concern in Nashville; Morton Adams, a young lawyer from Vanderbilt; Joe Thompson, a wee-to-do farmer, graduate of Tennessee; and Herbert Jones, a law student from Vanderbilt and