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The Conifer Chatterer
The 1935 newsletter of the Trail, Oregon camp of the Civilian Conservation Corps. Click here for illustrated scans of the original.



CAMP HAS INTERESTING HISTORY:
RETURN TO UPPER ROGUE PLANNED
    A backward glance at the history of Camp Elk Creek shows that the company has undergone many changes since its origin, June 7, 1933 at Jefferson Barracks, Missouri. Major N. E. Fiske was the first commanding officer, assisted by 1st Lt. Dennison.
    The original enrollees were thirty-two members transferred from Co. 1733 CCC, together with four enlisted army men. This detachment left Jefferson Barracks June 16, 1933, en route to Medford, Oregon, headquarters for the Medford district, CCC.
    Upon arrival at Medford they were sent to the camp site chosen on Elk Creek, some twelve miles off the Crater Lake Highway, where a tent camp was established. Here the company was enlarged by enrolling experienced woodsmen, later known as L.E.M.'s, meaning Local Experienced Men.
    Many changes of officers and men took place during the summer, and by September, 1933, all the eastern juniors had been returned to their homes. About this time work was begun to make Elk Creek a permanent CCC camp. Four fifty-man barracks were started.
    On October 14th, 1933, Capt. Glen J. Key assumed command of the company, which had by this time become an L.E.M. company. Mr. Fred Warner was the first project superintendent at Camp Elk Creek, serving in that capacity until September 30, 1933 ,when Mr. Jesse De Witt relieved him. December 19, 1933, Mr. Warner was returned to company 1747 as project superintendent, which position he held until January 1935, when he was called to [Rogue?] River National Forest. Mr. Ralph G. Jennings is now project superintendent and is making an enviable record.
    On April 25, 1934, the company moved to summer quarters at Camp Upper Rogue F-38, Union Creek, Oregon. This camp is the ideal recreational spot of the Rogue River National Forest, being only twenty miles from Crater Lake, a wonder spot of the world. In this camp the men improved the recreational facilities by building trails, improving and providing conveniences for camping.
    Company 1747 at Upper Rogue made a record that set an example for every camp in the district to shoot at.
100% Forest Service Rating
    The District Banner hung from Co. 1747's flagstaff four months at Camp Upper Rogue, April, May, July and October. The record of fighting forest fires was unexcelled.
    October 4, 1934, Capt. Glen J. Key was relieved as Camp Commander and 1st Lt. W. L. Kindred was assigned as Executive Officer.
    November 1, 1934, the company returned to winter quarters at Elk Creek.
    June 14, 1934, Mr. Celian Ufford was attached to Co. 1747 as educational advisor, serving until Dec. 1934, when L. A. Moore relieved him. Mr. Ufford transferred to a Calif. Co., CCC.
    March 31, 1935, Lt. McGuire resigning from the service, Lt. Kindred assumed command and served until April 18th, when Capt. L. N. Despain relieved him.
    Contract Surgeon H. B. Gillis on July 9, 1934, became 1st Lt. Med. Res. and served with the company until March 1935, when a transfer was made with Camp Applegate, whereby J. B. Gillis, the father of Lt. Gillis, came to Camp Elk Creek as Contract Surgeon.
    The camp is at present formulating plans to return to Camp Upper Rogue for the summer of 1935.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 1


MAJOR ARMSTRONG WILL LEAVE DISTRICT SOON
    It is with regret that we learn of the prospective departure of Major Clare H. Armstrong, who has been in command of the Medford district CCC for the past two years. During this time, he has made the Medford district one of the best districts in the CCC organization. He has at all times stood for the best interests and welfare of the men, and Elk Creek camp in particular is very appreciative of each of his endeavors.
    A joint dinner banquet is being planned for May 18th as a farewell to Major Armstrong and also as a welcome to our new Major George R. Owens, who is replacing Major Armstrong.
    We, the personnel of Camp Elk Creek, take great pleasure in welcome Major Owens. We feel confident he will carry on as has Major Armstrong and continue to make Medford district the best in the conservation corps.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 1


NEW MEN TO FORT McARTHUR
    Fifty men, 19 Negroes and 31 Mexicans, were returned to Ft. McArthur, Calif., where they will serve in local camps as required by new CCC ruling.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 1


MAP CAMP EDUCATIONAL PROGRAM
WEALTH OF MATERIAL AVAILABLE

    With the large influx of new enrollees, Camp Elk Creek has taken on new life in every department. The school with this new wealth of material should grow by leaps and bounds. Much interest is shown already, and educational adviser L. A. Moore and his assistant, Leon R. Briggs, are busy organizing and classifying the new men. Several new classes will be started, and enrollment looks very promising.
    The objectives of the educational program in CCC camps is to offer to each and every enrollee the chance to improve his present educational status; to help him select his right vocation in life; to help him learn a suitable vocation; to help him realize present economic conditions, and to help him improve himself that he may help improve these conditions; to help him be a better citizen when he leaves the CCC's.
    The school room at Elk Creek is well equipped with books and supplies. It has charge of all library books and is open to the men all hours of the day and at night until the lights are out. It is our aim to help the boys get adjusted to camp life and to make them happy and contented. We have a good bunch of fellows, and the educational program welcomes each and every one of you.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 1


BEDTIME IS NOW A PLEASURE WITH NEW "COMFY" MATTRESSES
    Hey, young feller! How you like 'em?
    Nights of comfortable rest are now common, since two truckloads of new "comfy" mattresses and sheets were made available to men of this camp last Thursday, replacing straw ticks and itchy blankets.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 1


FROM THE CAPTAIN
    Men from California, we welcome you to your own camp. You have come to build and improve for yourselves your summer home. The camp you build and maintain is a measure of your standard of living. We want you to live as only the best will live--like men--like gentlemen. A gracious government has closed the door on hunger and want and opened to you the door to peace and contentment. Cherish the opportunity that is presented to you. Praise that simple faith that is placed in you and graciously repay as the nation expects with honest endeavor. Improve your mind. Build for yourselves more rugged bodies. Improve your surroundings. Inspire others by collective and individual examples of good. You are welcome to happiness and health through the medium of clean living, diversified training and the satisfaction that comes through work accomplished well. NINETEEN THIRTY-THREE, Camp Elk Creek is your camp to honor, improve, and esteem, and with such material as you men possess, there is but one standard, and only that highest standard will suffice. You are most fortunate, for you have been selected to labor in the world's best climate--the clear, clean, cool atmosphere of the Southern Oregon forests.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 2


VOICE OF READERS
To the Editor:
    Suggest that Conifer Chatterer be put to use in campaigning for the following:
1. Ice cream at every meal.
2. One working day a week.
3. Fewer fire drills.
4. Warm showers at all time of day and night.
5. Bonnets for Shorty's mules.
MOOCHER
(Editor's note: Oh, YEAH?)
The Conifer Chatterer,
Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 2


NEW ROOKIES EXPECTED
    With fifty men transferred back to Ft. McArthur, work crews, especially Geary's trail builders of Snyder's Gulch and vicinity, will be thin until the new detachment arrives to replenish it. The new men are expected Tuesday, but the work will be carried on in the same enthusiastic spirit by the L.E.M.'s and the remaining few of the California Juniors still in camp.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 3


LEE GOODMAN'S CREW COMPLETING ROAD
    Aided by the repaired compressor that went to Medford and came back like new, the twelve hale and hardy road builders on Lee's crew report splendid progress. They are finishing a road to Burnt Peak Lookout.
    Bob Knight, who puts in culverts and does sloping, says the road is drying out very satisfactorily, making it much easier to work.

The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 3


UPPER ROGUE QUARTERS AN IDEAL SUMMER CAMP
    With hope and expectations both the officers and enrollees are awaiting orders from headquarters to move into summer camp at Union Creek.
    The Upper Rogue camp is located on the upper Rogue River in one of the most picturesque spots of Oregon. It is here in this river that fishermen from all parts of the country come to enjoy the steelhead and salmon fishing.
    Since the camp is only temporary, sleeping quarters will consist of tents with wooden floors. These tents are grouped under the pines, ensuring plenty of shade during the hot summer months.
    The dining room is somewhat larger than the one here at Elk Creek. The kitchen and store rooms are at the center of the building instead of at the end. This arrangement make it considerably easier for the dining room orderlies to perform their duties.
    A large lawn, planted by the L.E.M.'s last year, forms the company street. While not only beautifying the camp, the lawn reduces a great deal of dust.

The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 3


TELEPHONE CREW WORKER ENJOYS JOB
By William Silva

    CCC life is great. We are working up on Summit Trail, going over six inches of snow, struggling with wires and climbing trees.
    All like the job, principally climbing. We are proving the Darwin theory.
    The crew consists of five men: Foreman Hutchinson, Dettmar Holbrook, Silva and Durazzo.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 4


FOREST SERVICE CHIEFS SHOW PROJECT RESULTS:
FEW PERSONNEL CHANGES

    The "ole newspaper" needed a rest for the two or three people who were running it, and now that it has had the rest, here goes again.
    The Forest Service personnel has had a few changes and still continues to function right along. At the lead is Ralph G. Jennings, superintending the project work and able to cope with the various situations that arise.
    Ray Warner is still with us--holding for at a spike camp at the F.S. warehouse, where he has built the inside of the new warehouse as well as a 40-man barracks, which can be used for housing a presuppression fire crew, truck drivers and local help. Ray has turned out some very good furniture to be used in the Forest Service office, at ranger stations, guard stations and at some of the camps. The men at the camp work hard, so that may remain there.
    Walt White is still with us.
.    He has proven very versatile, having worked at everything from road construction to roadside cleanup.
    They used to come and go out of Walt's crew, but they mostly stay in one crew now.
    Lee Goodman, road construction, has had a hard time getting anywhere--mostly rock work.
    "Dud" Geary has done roadside cleanup and at present is working on two trails.
    "Where you worka, John?" "I push, I push, I push."
    That's Wayne Doak and Fred Middlebusher, cat skinners. They have been pushing and bucking mud and rocks all winter in an effort to get some roadway built.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 5


MUSICIANS ARE NEEDED FOR DANCE ORCHESTRA
    Elk Creek musicians interested in forming a dance orchestra are urged to see Jerry Holbrook or Ray Durazzo. Pianist, drummer and saxophone players as well as stringed instruments are needed.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 6


SCHOOLS, SPIKE CAMPS DRAW MEN FROM COMPANY
    With Shepard and Munyer leaving for the cooking school at Camp Wimer and Hayes and Farrow leaving for the clerk's school in Medford, a total of forty-four men are away from camp. Spike camps have drawn forty men. Twenty are at Prospect and twenty at Medford.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 6


L.A. ROOKIE TELLS OF HECTIC JOURNEY
Gordon Vanderburg

    Wednesday, April 24, a herd of rookies arrived at Fort McArthur in San Pedro destined for Oregon forest camps. Wait, wait, wait was the menu for the first day, but then at 4 a.m. Thursday things began to happen.
    Five hours later, barracks bags, baggage, and several hundred enthusiastic CCC recruits were aboard a 13-coach train as it pulled out of San Pedro and began tooting and puffing its way northward across California.
    Mess kits clinked. Sore arms brought forth many a moan. The train made frequent stops. Nine hundred miles! It seemed we'd never get there. A day passed. A night. The train hooted past Stockton, then Sacramento. We rookies were in the land of dreams with crinked backs and sore necks. When morning came we were ready for chow.
    Finally about 2 p.m. we pulled into Medford. More waiting, then we were piled intro trucks and bumped into Elk Creek camp--about 125 of us.
    Now our shots are all completed, our muscles hardening to work, and CCC life is beginning to look bright and happy. Speaking for all of us rookies to you older fellows: You have set a high standard. We will strive to maintain it.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 12, 1935, page 6


CAMP CELEBRATES 2ND ANNIVERSARY DAY
IN A PANORAMA OF SPORTS
    Fun and frolic prevailed last Wednesday, May 15, as men of Elk Creek forgot about their axes and shovels and delved wholeheartedly into sports and field day entertainment to enjoy the special holiday commemorating the second anniversary of the Medford district CCC.
    Forty-eight new recruits from San Francisco arrived just in time for the holiday and participated in the merriment. Talent on the diamond revealed itself among the new men, and a winning ball team for Elk Creek looms as a bright possibility.
    Morning ushered in "Doc" Gillis' horseshoe tournament with W. Ragsdale and Mackay finally copping first prize. Meanwhile a pool contest was being waged in which Curly Bourden and Blondy Burnette emergency as the victors.
    Afternoon sport festivities began with interbarrack baseball clashes, Barracks C easily winning three five-inning tilts and walking off with first place honors. Then came the tug of war, ten men on each side and a fire hose in the middle. A riot of laughter ensued, and the side boasting Edward Palmer Cook, meager 240-pounder, pulled and yanked and grunted to victory while man by man on the unfortunate end of the rope received his dousing.
    Night events followed a special dinner. They were featured by boxing contests won by Silva, Dettmar, Turriciano, Strand and Morris. Munyer gulped his way through whipped cream and blackberry pies to a speedy victory in the pie-eating contest. Nine pies fell prey to a bunch of hungry contestants. A cracker-breaking contest, in which participants had a cracker tied to their heads and were each equipped with paper clubs, ended in a deadlock. Several men were blindfolded. One was required to call, "Are you there, Casey?" to which another replied, "Here." Then all entries followed their ears to one another and began swatting, the object being to smash the other fellow's cracker. After swatting blindly and breaking all available paper clubs, Ginger, Silva and Gray managed to keep their crackers unbroken. All were awarded prizes. All prizes consisted of canteen credit ranging from 25
¢ per man in the boxing tournaments to 10¢ for runners-up in horseshoes.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 1


TWO MEN STATIONED AT BUCK ROCK LOOKOUT
    Ray Durazzo and Jerry Holbrook have been stationed at Buck Rock lookout to locate and report forest fires.
The Conifer Chatterer,
Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 1


ELK CREEK LOSES CAPT. DESPAIN, LT. KINDRED;
WELCOMES NEW OFFICERS

    With Company Commander Capt. L. N. Despain leaving May 25th, and 1st Lt. W. L. Kindred already transferred to Camp Bradford, Camas Valley, Oregon, Camp Elk Creek will soon be under the guidance of new commanding and executive officers.
    Captain Despain will go to Camp Seiad, in California, which in turn will move to Clark's Fork in northern Idaho. He has been commanding officer of Elk Creek since April 18th, 1935. Captain Despain will be relieved of command by 1st Lt. Ernest J. Brugger, Q.M. Res., from Camp Clear Creek, California. Lt. Brugger arrived Monday, May 20th.
    2nd Lt. Robert W. King, 346th Field Artillery, arrived Friday, May 17th, and has already replaced Lt. Kindred as executive officer. Lt. King entered the Medford district May 8, 1935 from city life in San Francisco. He was assigned to detached service at Camp Wimer for a short time before coming to Elk Creek. In civilian life Lt. King was a mining engineer. He is married.
    Army activities are on the increase in Medford district with the arrival of seven new reserve officers.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 1


SAFETY NOW AT BURNT PEAK
    With Red Vanderburg and Swede Kelly guarding Burnt Peak lookout we may always feel secure that no such thing as a fire will escape their hawk-like eyes.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 1


ANNIVERSARY FIELD DAY
    Field Day, Wednesday last, was a whooping, rollicking success…pardon the editorial enthusiasm. To Major Clare H. Armstrong, whose idea it was to declare a holiday in celebration of the second anniversary of the Medford district Civilian Conservation Corps, thanks are due. If other companies enjoyed the same sporting fun that we did here at Elk Creek in the tug-of-war, baseball, pool, horseshoe and boxing tournaments, plus a pie-eating, a good time was indeed had by all.
    This with a touch of sorrow due to the impending departure of Major Armstrong early in June, but with all confidence that Major George R. Owens is the man to carry on.
    Following is Major Armstrong's letter setting aside May 15th as a special holiday.
    "To enrollees of Company 1993, I extend my greetings on this, the second anniversary holiday. It is due to the loyalty and energy of the men of this and other companies that Medford district has won its place as one of the finest in the United States. This one-day vacation is in appreciation of the work you have done.
    "The district will go forward to even greater accomplishment during the next year, but to you who have pioneered the first two years of the Civilian Conservation Corps, we will always owe a debt of gratitude.
    "To each of you I send my greetings and wishes for your future success."
(signed) Clare H. Armstrong
    Maj. 6th, C.A.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 2


LIEUTENANT KING
    2nd Lt. Robert W. King, 346 Field Artillery, new executive officer of Camp Elk Creek, is enthusiastic about the company's possibilities. This paper takes the liberty of reassuring him that each and every man will cooperate to maintain the standards already attained and will strive to make the camp a better one. Here is the Lieutenant's message of greeting:
    "My opinion is that we have a very fine group of men. The camp is in very good shape, and the morale is excellent except for homesickness on the part of a few of the boys. I would like every man to feel that I will do everything in my power to make Elk Creek as good from the standpoint of the men and the camp as is possible.
    "I hope that every man will cooperate with me and I will cooperate with him.
    "To every man in camp, I extend my compliments."
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 2


HONOR MAJ. ARMSTRONG AT FAREWELL BANQUET;
MAJOR OWENS GREETED

    MEDFORD, OREGON, May 18.--Hilarity intermingled with a note of sorrow reigned at a joint banquet for Major Clare Armstrong, who is leaving Medford district early in June, and Major George R. Owens, now dist. commander.
    Surprise followed surprise for Major Armstrong as three speakers, representing enrollees, presented a scroll bearing six thousand signatures expressing regret at his departure and wishing him well on his new venture.
    The Major was again dumbfounded with surprise when he was presented with a fowling piece. He stared at it with admiration, and one of the officers was prompted to remark:
    "It's a gun, Major."
    Following a large and delicious dinner, addresses were made by a number of important personages including Major Armstrong, Major Owens, members of Forest Service and army personnel, and civic and technical service workers.
    Dancing was the second best sport after the dinner tables were removed, and the banquet room was alive with beautiful women and merriment. The party broke up in the wee hours of Sunday morning.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 3


LT. KINDRED LEAVES FOR CAMP BRADFORD
    Last Friday saw Lt. Kindred, who had been with Co. 1993 since last October, leave Camp Elk Creek for Camp Bradford, Oregon. The Lt.'s transfer came as a great surprise to us all, but we hope that the change is one for the best of all concerned. Certainly Camp Bradford is to be congratulated with their good luck. Lt. Kindred is a very efficient officer and was liked by every man at Elk Creek.
    His one great failing is fishing, but we won't mention his luck at that sport. He might be more lucky at pool or even horseshoes. One man knows, but he has promised to say nothing of it. GOOD LUCK, LT.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 3


ANNOUNCING THE WINNERS
IN ORGANIZATION DAY FIELD EVENTS

    Six dollars and forty cents in canteen credit was distributed here last Wednesday among thirty-eight winners in Organization Day athletic contests.
    Following is a list of the "lucky fellers":
    "C" Barracks ball team, Blakney, Cavalli, Nyland, Gerard, Dettmar, Parker, Morris, Grant, Beckman, Ware, Turriciano, Vance, and Turriciano F., each won fifteen cents apiece.
    Tug-of-war: Cook, Baker, Dettmar, McDonald, Murphy, Ginger, Cavalli, Geary, Munyer, and Williams each won fifteen cents apiece for being winners and the other won a good ducking of cold water.
    Two-bit prizes were given Silva, Dettmar, Turriciano, Strand, and Morris for being handy with their mitts.
    The cracker breaking was called a draw between Silva, Gray, Ginger, and each was given fifteen cents apiece to get them to quit beating up on each other.
    Munyer earned his ¼ dollar for fast gobbling of the berry and cream pie. First place in horseshoes went to Ragsdale and McKee also earning twenty-five cents apiece. Turriciano brothers won second place and fifteen cents in money. Morrison and Bowlin came in third and each picked up a dime apiece for their fun.   
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 6


MORRIS AND TURRICIANI READY FOR MEDFORD BOUTS
    George Morris and August Turriciano are in shape to whip their weight in wildcats tomorrow night when they are scheduled to represent Elk Creek in the Medford tournaments. Boxing is their joy in life. Morris is a picture of dynamite. He has been training diligently, skipping rope, running and sparring. Turriciano has also undergone vigorous training in an effort to cut down weight. George tips the scales at 130 lbs. in the welterweight class, and August at 180. Morris has done considerable boxing in San Francisco. 
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, May 22, 1935, page 6

FIRE! UPPER ROGUE MEN ANSWER CALL TWICE AS WEATHER RAISES HAZARD
    Responding promptly to the clang, Upper Rogue men efficiently subdued two fires, June 6 and 7, the first of an early season precipitated by a spell of unusually dry weather.
    About 2 p.m. June 6, came word from Jess De Witt, district ranger, that a small surface fire had been sighted near Trusty ranch. Three men were dispatched from Elk Creek camp, and an hour later the conflagration was under control. The fire burned over a quarter of an acre.
    Noon, June 7, another call was received for CCC men to battle a good-sized fire near Persist. The fire originated from slash burning in the spring. It had popped up occasionally during early June, but each time was controlled by men on the McDonough ranch. Kindled by hot, dry weather, it finally got out of control and swept up the slope of Bald Mountain.
    Twenty-eight men worked two days on the Persist fire, It burned over an area of 2
½ acres. Homer Woods receives honor for the most time on the job, having put in 29 hours. Terry, Perez, and Spiers were close behind with 19, 19, and 15 hours respectively. Both fires were sighted and reported by Upper Rogue men stationed at Burnt Peak lookout.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, June 19, 1935, page 1


EDUCATION PROGRAM STARTED; FIRST AID CLASS IS REQUIRED
    Lieutenant E. J. Brugger inaugurated the school educational classes Monday evening June 17, with a lecture on citizenship. His lecture also included a discussion of laws governing CCC enrollees and was attended by the entire company. Further discussions of a similar nature will follow.
    The camp being finally settled, various other classes are in preparation. A wide variety of subjects in vocations, science, and liberal arts will be offered. Fifteen hours of first aid will be required by all members, after which Red Cross examination will be available for those desiring to take them. The school program is directed by L. A. Moore, educational advisor.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, June 19, 1935, page 1


CAMP MIGRATES TO UPPER ROGUE SUMMER HOME IN CASCADES; 1ST LT. E. J. BRUGGER TAKES OFFICE AS COMPANY COMMANDER
    Barracks bags bags and mattresses seemed to join in the enthusiasm as they and their happy owners were piled into trucks and hauled to the company's picturesque summer camp on the Upper Rogue. The migration began in the middle of May with a detachment of men sent ahead to prepare for the official occupation June 7.
    Situated near Union Creek on Crater Lake Highway and sheltered by fir and towering sugar pines, the camp is ideally located. Nearby are most of the wonder spots of the Oregon Cascades, to be seen by enrollees on weekend recreation trips.
    Lieutenant E. J. Brugger arrived from Clear Creek, California and assumed command of the company May 25. He was assisted by Executive Officer 2nd Lt. Robert W. King, who was relieved by 1st Lt. John A. Rosenbaum when the former was appointed in command of a cadre of twelve men who will form the nucleus of a new Company 4241 with headquarters at Elk Creek.
    Due to the transfer of L.E.M.'s and discharges of (Continued on Page Six)
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THE FINEST CAMP IN THE COUNTRY
    The goal of Upper Rogue is to be recognized as the best camp in the Civilian Conservation Corps. There are handicaps to overcome. The camp is ideally situated. The officers and project superintendents are the highest type of men. The enrollees are clean-cut hard workers. Fortune and Nature have smiled upon this camp, and it is the duty of every man in camp to return the smile, as Lt. Brugger capably puts it:
    "I think we are favored with the best group of boys in the district and the most beautiful summer camp. We expect to make and keep it the cleanest, finest camp. I want to thank the boys for the enthusiasm and cooperation they have shown. With continued help we are destined to go places."
    The onrush of visitors from all parts of the country to see Crater Lake will make Upper Rogue camp among the most widely inspected. It is our aim that visitors will carry with them an inspirational picture of the entire Civilian Conservation Corps that will ably represent the great spirited work organization that President Roosevelt dreamed of when he was acclaimed by millions of Americans to drive the depression out of the country.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, June 19, 1935, page 2


LOCAL EXPERIENCED MEN
    Gratitude--a great debt of it--is owed to the L.E.M. who served to instruct and instill work spirit into the California Juniors who were assigned to fill Upper Rogue Camp. To those who were transferred to Jordan Valley in Eastern Oregon to break in more new men, we wish the greatest of good fortune. For those few retained by this company we are grateful. It was a shock to lose such friendly, colorful men as Leon R. Briggs, whom everyone knew and loved as Assistant Educational Adviser.
    We hope to carry on and attain new glory for the camp. That spirit of the L.E.M.'s is a heritage that will always remain with us as an inspiration.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, June 19, 1935, page 2


CAMERA IN DANGER!
ARMY MEN'S TIDBITS--LET'S HAVE A NIBBLE
By Dan Hayes

    Wonder where Lt. Brugger wins all his cigars.…Lts. Brugger and Rosenbaum are trying to figure out some way to do Willie Pope a nice little favor or something. Willie is quite a lad. They call him "The Santa Barbara Miracle Man," where he used to be local color.…"Carry On" Farrow and Hayes are trying to figure out the reports that are due this month.…They both just got out of district clerk school with averages of over 90%.…Lt. Rosenbaum is going to bust that new camera of his one of these days.…Saw him taking a picture of Lt. Brugger.…Our most beloved ed. adviser has applied for office space in the army office.…He has made arrangements for one pigeonhole anyway.
Prospect Spike Camp
    Hear that "Arkie" Bovil is knocking all the (little) girls dead down around Prospect. What about it, Arkie? Joe Long ain't a-doin' bad for himself either as far as popularity is concerned. Guess Virgil MacKay is still at Prospect, but I never hear anything about him, and I can't figure that out at all. He is reputed to be quite a Beau Brummell.…Arkie Bovil is steppin' right into prominence along baseball lines, being the only pitcher for the spike camp.
Paragraph Sketches of Upper Rogue's Officers
    1st Lt. E. J. Brugger, Q.M. Res., comes to us from Camp Clear Creek, California. He has been with the CCC since May 1933, when he was originally assigned to Baker, Oregon. From Baker he was transferred to the Eugene district and then to Medford. He has been commanding officer of Co. 1993 since May 25.
    1st Lt. John A. Rosenbaum, F.A. Res., is a Hoosier and proud of it. He was rural rehabilitation supervisor of 5 counties in Indiana before becoming executive officer of Upper Rogue. He is single, furthermore, and guilty of sending two [illegible] almost daily to a mysterious miss back across the Mississippi.
    2nd Lt. M. D. Cochran, C.A. Res., hales from Cottage Grove, Oregon, and is a former employee of Clark Lumber Company. Lt. Cochran is in command of the Medford spike camp.
Lieutenant Radcliff Is Assigned to Southfork
    2nd Lt. N. W. Radcliff, Inf. Res., was transferred June 15 to Camp Southfork.
    Lt. Radcliff was assigned to Co. 1993 May 15 for detached service. He remains in Medford district.   
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, June 19, 1935, page 3


FOREST SERVICE NOTES
    The Forest Service and army offices are the scenes of many a tantalizing kidding of the F.S. clerk by Lt. Brugger. We hope that no more serious consequences arise than that of keeping the company awake half the night.
    Two shifts have been started on Cat "65" and grader in maintaining the Hershberger Road.
    White's and Goodman's crews are assigned to road maintenance. White is in charge of handwork and Goodman the machinery. Dud Geary's crew is busy maintaining trails. Middlebusher with Dettmar is working on the old Diamond Lake road.
    Clarence Coon finally got his family moved up to the Union Creek camp ground for the summer. Maybe he will be able to spend a little more time at home after this.
    F.S. truck driver Jack Bronson says he is the only decent driver the outfit has. He'd hate for us to lose him.
    Camp ground and recreation work are the jobs of Mr. Davis and Mr. Keller, Forest Service employees who are assisted by "Hutch" Hutchison. Mr. Keller will be here for a few weeks only, while Mr. Davis will remain all summer.
    Frank Ragsdale's expert abilities are wasted while he works for the army in camp.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, June 19, 1935, page 3


UPPER ROGUE LOSES JENNINGS IN FOREST SERVICE SHAKEUP; J. WALSH NEW SUPERINTENDENT
Several Technicians Are Also Transferred to Various Camps in State

    Ralph G. Jennings, project superintendent, went to Evans Creek June 28, and J. A. Walsh to Camp Upper Rogue in a rearrangement of Forest Service men. Also figuring in the shakeup are Clarence Young, telephone foreman, transferred to Applegate; A. W. Doak, "cat" driver, to Elk Creek; R. G. Keller, technician, and Ray Warner, construction foreman, to Southpark. Ray Schull, L. J. Conely, "cat" drivers, and J. B. Boss, miscellaneous construction foreman, are assigned to Upper Rogue.
    Mr. Jennings came to the company at Elk Creek on March 15, 1935. He was very popular among the men and accomplished many projects in road and trail construction. J. A. Walsh arrived from Evans Creek and took charge as the new project superintendent on Friday, June 28.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 1


TWO LIGHTNING SPOT FIRES ARE EASILY SUBDUED
    The blaze battling menu of the past week consisted of two minor spot fires caused by lightning Wednesday, June 26. Both covered about a sixteenth of an acre and were easily controlled.
    Walt White and his crew were on Mt. Stella  when Cookman, the truck driver, saw lightning strike a large tree on Huckleberry Mountain. White, Keller, Schaeffer, Asp, Blakeney, Duggan, and Cookman put out the blaze.
    Dud Geary and seven men including Cavalli, Strand, Lieberman, Ginger, Ware, Bronson and Frank Ragsdale subdued a similar blaze near Minnehaha Camp off Hamaker Road.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 1


Cold Snap Brings Tent Stoves out of Hiding
    Cold, damp weather prevailing through the past week was banished in tents by the installation of stoves. Each stove is equipped with a spark arrester to ensure safety.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 1


LIEUTENANT BRUGGER GOES TO MEDFORD HEADQUARTERS;
CAPTAIN R. GOBELI ARRIVES
Former Company Commander Accepts Quartermaster MTO Post; Leaves Camp

    With Lieutenant Brugger appointed to a new post at Medford, Upper Rogue is now under guidance of a new company commander, Captain R. R. Gobeli.
    1st Lt. E. J. Brugger, Q.M. Res., took command of the company May 25, and was admired for his determination to make the camp symbolic of fair play and gentlemanly conduct. He is leaving conduct for Medford headquarters where he has been appointed Motor Transport Officer on the Quartermaster's staff.
    Captain Gobeli, Eng. Res., arrived July 1 from the Quartermaster's office in Medford. He came to the district May 18 from Fort Sheridan near Chicago and was assigned to Wimer for ten days of detached service. Recently he was doing construction work at Medford. Captain Gobeli has been with the Civilian Conservation Corps since May 4, 1935. He is married and is the father of three children.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 1


New Replacements Arrive; Company Strength at 188
    With barracks bags, suitcases and bewildered expressions, a batch of 98 rookies arrived today from San Francisco.
    The men were sorely needed to replenish the dwindling ranks caused by discharges and transfers. They were recruited in California, keeping the company a California Junior outfit. The company will probably move to the [cut off]
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 1


MILITARY TRAINING
    Should enrollees of the Civilian Conservation Corps receive military training? This is a topic of wide discussion.
    Obviously, President Roosevelt had forestry work projects in mind when he said, addressing CCC workers:
    "The government is paying you wages and maintaining you for actual work--work which is needed now and for the future and will bring a definite financial return to the people of the nation."
    The CCC then is a peace army waging war on forest fires, waste land, destructive forces of nature and idle resources. It is building men who are willing and proud to work for the sole joy of working.
    Military training arouses patriotism. But is there a man in the CCC who wouldn't give his life for his country if the occasion demanded? Some statesman and editors advise military training so that this country will be prepared for such an occasion and lives will not be tossed carelessly to the winds due to lack of fighting knowledge.
    On the other hand, the CCC teaches clean living. Men who are clean and strong physically will inevitably have clean, strong minds. That is the training we are striving for. The progressive thinker realizes that the next big war will not be fought by an array of marching soldiers, but will be a war of wits between scientists.
    Order, discipline and respect for the flag will undoubtedly make better Americans out of the youth who join the CCC. Other than this present system of building, further military training in the Civilian Conservation Corps is unnecessary and might interfere with the work spirit of the men, contrary to the purpose for which this great organization was established.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 2


ARMY JOTTINGS ABOUND WITH LIVE NEWS;
REGRET LOSING LIEUT. BRUGGER
By Dan Hayes

    R. R. Gobeli, Capt. Eng. Res., replaces E. J. Brugger, 1st Lt. Q. M. Res., July 2, 1935.…We are expecting 98 new replacements today and can use them.…Company strength down to 93.
    Lieut. Brugger says that he is glad that he won't have to get up till 8 a.m. now instead of 6 at M.T. office in Medford.
    Having a hard time getting the fellers who sit around the fire in army office to contribute their share of fuel. The office looks like a country general store with all the local boys huddling around the stove.
    Yes, it gets pretty deep at times, and L. A. Moore just can't sit around a fire without thinking of some stories. (Moore finally decided that he didn't want any office space here. He saw Willie Pope sittin' in doing a little gruntin'.)
    "Carry On" Farrow says that he wished that he were the only one in the company and was making a Captain's salary.
    Willie Pope has been the recipient of some harsh words from "Carry On." I think this makes the third time Willie has short-sheeted the senior floorman in the past two weeks.
    Dan Hayes, Walt Wood, and What-Do-You-Know-About-That Lieut. Rosenbaum were out pushing trucks up and down the highway till 10 p.m. Tuesday.
    Lt. M. D. Cochran has been promoted from 2nd to 1st lieutenant.
    Sid "Izzy" Lieberman pulled the prize boner the other day. Here it is. He came into the army office and asked Farrow for some matches for the night man's work. Doc told him he'd have to furnish his own, so he went out, literally burning up. When I saw him a little later, he says to me:
    "Doc Farrow thinks I'm Scotch, don't he?"
    All the office force is sorry that we are losing Lieutenant Brugger.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 3


FOREST SERVICE NOTES
DO YOU KNOW?
    Who tore the pool table cloth?
    Why "Doc" Farrow drinks his beah [beer] at Union Creek instead of at camp.
    Why "Danny" Hayes-eed likes to talk over the telephone.
    Why Arkie Bevel will hate to leave Prospect?
PROJECTS
    Young's crew is at Prospect on telephone construction.
    A crew of three men are cutting wood up on Huckleberry Road.
    Lee Goodman and his men are doing a good job of maintenance work up Hershberger Road.
    West Ragsdale with Strand and Scholler are busy in the old Buzzard Mine Road.
    Dud Geary's crew is on trail maintenance.
    Fred Middlebusher and Dettmar are working on the old Hershberger Road.
NOOZE FLASH
    J. A. Walsh, new project superintendent, sits down in a gob of green lacquer at the shop. The solvent required to remove the paint leaves an unpleasant smarting in critical locations of the anatomy. Said superintendent is reported to be doing his sitting down standing up.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 3


PICTURES FROM LIFE'S OTHER SIDE
MEMOIRS OF ELK CREEK. Who remembers when the present assistant educational adviser showed up for fire drill in a complete suit of denims, raincoat, tin hat, boots, and all the paraphernalia of a full-fledged fire fighter. The only noticeable heat at the gathering after the drill was under the said assistant's collar.…oh, me.
THUMBNAIL DESCRIPTIONS OF MEMBERS OF THIS EXALTED BODY.

    Danny Hayes: Beating up on ten men at once without receiving a scratch and then falling down and getting considerably dusted off. Paging Max Baer.

    F. Turriciano.
…Killing the bugler and demanding free beer for all men present and champagne for himself.…A very considerate lad indeed.
    Leo Paige.
…Having one on the house.
    Fred Ginger.
…"Gimme a weed. Gotta match?"
    Hilde.
…"Oh where, OH WHERE, can my little dog be?"
    Silva.
…Bet I could spot him ten and still win.
    Somers.
…Demanding a vacation for a certain truck driver.
    Frank Strand.
…Telling about the wild party in Los Angeles way back when.
    Lieutenant Rosenbaum.
…Avoiding supply man and the writer's cramp, not to mention the headache.
    Vanderburg.
…Murdering a guitar.
    The writah, Dave Simpson, because of his extreme modesty and knowing the appreciation (?) this colyum will arouse in the above-mentioned men, prefers to remain anonymous. Ed Note: Sorry, Dave.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 4


INDEPENDENCE DAY! MEDFORD CELEBRATION WILL ATTRACT CAMP ENROLLEES
    Leaving Wednesday night and returning the following evening, a truck will be available for men wishing to celebrate the Fourth of July in royal style at Medford.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 5


Private Industry Calls More Upper Rogue Men
    Due to letters promising employment in private industry, Upper Rogue gave up ten men July 1st. Baker, Bertelson, Bronson, Turriciano, O'Neill, Long, Perez, Shephard, and Hartor and Schougard received discharges.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 5


Eight Men Pass Drivers' Test with High Honors
    Dettmar, Cron, Robertson, Castro, Murphy, Cookman, Taylor, and Bronson all passed their Forest Service drivers' tests with high marks. The test was given in the education tent Tuesday, June 25.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 5


Camp Bugler Will Leave; Search On for a New One
    Is there a stray bugler under your bunk? If so, send him to the senior foreman and he will be put to work immediately. Ernie Torres, who handled the job capably, is getting a good position in San Francisco and leaves today. Meanwhile enrollees will strain their ears for the early morning cheerless sound of a K.P. whistle.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 5


Kitchen Staff Receives Praise from Major Owens
    A clean kitchen and the men working in it brought forth compliment from Major George R. Owens on a recent tour of inspection. The Major remarked that it was the finest he had visited thus far. Upper Rogue's kitchen staff consists of: Walt Wood, mess sergeant, Despois, sergeant, Williams, and Shea, cooks, Robertson, Young, Rogeri, Otero, Frayssinous, and Ardery.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 5


Boys at Wimer Visited by Upper Rogue Group
    On a recreation trip June 23, a group of Upper Rogue men paid a friendly visit to the boys at Camp Wimer.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 5


Upper Rogue's Bruin Back with Two Blessed Events
    Browsing boisterously around the garbage pit and the meat house, Upper Rogue's annual visitor, a huge brown bear, is adding her share of natural color to the camp's tall timber setting. She was first sighted June 24, considerably late this year, but she had a reason--two reasons in fact. Due to the arrival of two cubs and fearing their safety may be impaired, she delayed venturing near camp.
    Last year, reports Homer Woods, she used to poke her head into the tents just to satisfy her snooping curiosity. She was exceedingly tame, however, eating candy from the hands of children and posing for the tourist's camera.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 3, 1935, page 6


MOTION PICTURES, LECTURES DEPICT FOREST SERVICE WORK ACCOMPLISHED WITH CCC AID
Slides Acquaint Members with the Wonder Sights of Oregon Cascades

    Motion pictures accompanied by slides and a lecture on the beauty spots of the state drew a large crowd of camp enrollees and outside visitors to Upper Rogue Monday evening July 15.
    The films, two of which were taken in Southern California concerning CCC work in fighting fire, conserving water supply, and preventing erosion, brought scenes familiar to many men of this company. They were entitled "We Can Take It" and "Lest We Forget."
    Red Thomas and Mr. Hayter, representing together three organizations, namely, the U.S. Forest Service, the Oregon State Board of Forestry and Conservation Association of Western Forestry, conducted the program.
    Mr. Hayter lectured on the slides, most of which were famous sights in the Cascades of Oregon and southern Washington. They illustrated the value of timber and brush in preventing flood and erosion. Mr. Thomas spoke on forestry work and gave pointers on fire prevention.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 1


Variety of Educational Classes Attracts Enrollees
    Classes in photography, biology, journalism, current events, first aid, sanitation, history, citizenship, and typing are now on the camp educational curriculum, and more classes are being formed. Daily class and lecture schedules may be found posted on the bulletin board.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 1


CAPTAIN PIERCE PRAISES CAMP DURING INSPECTION
    Captain Pierce, representing the district commander in a thorough inspection of Upper Rogue Monday, commented favorably on the neat appearance of the camp.
    He also addressed leaders and assistant leaders, reminding them of their responsibilities:
    "You are receiving extra pay to see that every man does his work and observes the laws in this, your home. If there are any undesirable men who do not believe in doing a reasonable amount of work and think the government is paying them for a vacation or if they are here to agitate disorder, it is your order to see that such men are weeded out.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 1


BOYS BATTLE BLAZES AS LIGHTNING FIRES SWEEP
ROGUE NATIONAL FOREST
Conflagrations Ignited by Storm Mount; Lookouts Kept Busy

    Fires were being reported by the score yesterday and today in Rogue national forest after lightning went on a rampage Sunday night, striking snags and causing smoldering fires that are just beginning to develop into sizable conflagrations which can be spotted and reported by lookouts. Over twenty such fires were turned in by noon, and more "sleepers" were expected momentarily to gain in proportion so that they may be sighted. Four had already been detected in Crater Lake National Park. They were controlled by smoke chasers.
    Upper Rogue boys went out on two fires, both smaller than a quarter of an acre, today and yesterday. As this paper goes to press another has just been reported burning on Mazama Creek. The extent of damage is yet unknown.
    Dud Geary's crew and Goodell's crew respectively trenched around blazes off Woodruff Meadows road and near Barr Creek.
    Most of the fires were Class A fires (as yet under [illegible number] acres). These are known as sleepers because after lightning strikes the fire smolders a day or two in the punk of rotten logs. When it becomes dry enough to take off into flame, it ignites all combustible material in its path, developing into a major fire capable of destroying millions of dollars worth of timber if not quickly controlled.
    The Woodruff Meadows fire was spotted by Frank Ragsdale, who was doing temporary lookout duty on Knob Hill. It took eleven men to extinguish [the fire].
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 1


SNOOPS 'N' SCOOPS
    Many brave hearts are asleep in the deep, so beware--
    The wind blew in two distinguished gentlemen from Medford spike camp--Long John Bowlin, horseshoe and harmonica king, and pugilistic, pie-eating Pee Wee Friedman. The boys will be remembered as the pranksters who made a habit of putting logs in one another's barracks bags and introducing the idea of a scorpion in every bunk.
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    Our illustrious editor was dumped in the creek for saying hs prayers aloud.
    (The boys have no objection to religion, but when a feller asks for a big fire to splatter all over the front page, just for the sake of journalism, they want to show him the sword is mightier than the pen.)
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    Gerard, the mess sarg.,. tried his hand at cooking Saturday and was highly commended.
    (Willie Pope is trying to humor him into the idea of watermelon and ice cream for every meal.)
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 2


NEW RECRUITS SETTLED;
FARROW BURNS MIDNIGHT OIL IN YE ARMY OFFICE
Company Strength Now at 163; Camp Grounds Being Beautified
By Willie Bressler

    Since the last issue of the Chatterer, the 98 expected recruits from San Francisco have arrived and are pretty well settled down by now. Total company strength as of today is 163, all California juniors.
    The camp is improving its appearance. Under the direction of Lt. Rosenbaum and Capt. Gobeli, walks have been made, signs painted, and landscaping done. Many other changes are quite noticeable.
    Last week, several ratings were given out. Four leaders and nine asst. leaders were appointed. We hope that these men will turn out to be real leaders and cooperate with all the followers in making this camp a real home in the mountains.
    The Chaplain paid us a visit last week and held two services. Samson, otherwise known as Rubinoff, presented some nice violin solos, which were enjoyed and appreciated by all.
    The army office has been very busy with the work that was created through the arrival of the new men. But we are beginning to straighten things out. The departure of Danny Hayes has left quite a lot of work for Carry On [Farrow], and he may be seen in the army office burning the midnight oil into the wee hours. The changing of a company clerk, of course, puts much of the work on Doc, but we will come out with flying colors.
    Two of our enrollees, Robertson and Davis, are entering the swimming and water first aid school, to be held in Medford July 22nd to 27th.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 3


Recreational Equipment Arrives
    Sport lovers will have no difficulty satisfying the urge to do big things in the line of physical achievement as far as equipment is concerned. A batch of tennis balls, and rackets, volleyballs, baseballs, gloves, and other paraphernalia for recreational purposes arrived last Wednesday for the use of Upper Rogue enrollees. Various teams will be formed and intercamp games scheduled.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 5


UPPER ROGUE PILL PELTERS WHIP PROSPECT IN SLUGGING SPLURGE! IT'S COLOSSAL!
Mass Twenty-Two Hits; Beat Experienced Opponents; Score: 22-14
By Ed Camp

    Some baseball fans say that it takes months to develop a good team. Maybe so, but believe you me, the baseball team here in camp is plenty good. It's colossal! Yes, sir, a bunch of the fellows went to Prospect Sunday July 14, and did they go to town. It seemed to be a football game instead of a baseball game. Imagine a bunch of young fellows beating experienced men by the score of 22-14!
    A good slice of credit goes to Al Franklin, Johnny Monroe, Al Medeiros, and Jeff Jeffries. It was in the second inning that things began to pop. Al Dicky, the first baseman of Upper Rogue, was safe on 1st when the Prospect shortstop muffed a grounder. Medeiros sacrificed and Dicky went to third. Costello and Jeffries were walked, filling the bags. Gonzales then got in a bingle and Dicky and Costello romped home.
    The fans went wild in the seventh inning. There were eleven runs earned in that inning--you'll have to take my word for that. There were doubles, triples, walks, and what have you. What a time the fellows had. But never think for one moment that Prospect did not show any fight. In the fifth inning they scored four runs, in the seventh they scored three more and in the last half of the ninth they made one last try an were credited with four runs, but to no avail. It was a slugfest. There will be another game soon, probably with the South Fork nine.
    Lineups:
    Upper Rogue--Helms, 3b; King, ss; Franklin, c; Dicky, 1b; Medeiros, cf; Costello, 2b; Jeffries, lf; Gonzales, rf; Monroe, p; Long replaced Medeiros; Gahill replaced Gonzales; Medeiros replaced Monroe.
    Prospect--Asthnorth, ss; Balding, 1b; Hill, c; Davis, 2b; Cauler, cf; Goode, lf; Toweler, rf; Holloway, p; Cidcliff, 3b; Blomfield, [?]; Camp replaced Holloway; Balding Camp; Cauler replaced Balding.
             RUNS   HITS   ERRORS
CCC        22          22          10
Prosp.     14          23          12
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 5


TWELVE MEN RATED AS LEADERS AND ASSISTANT LEADERS
    Twelve men were rated July 11, becoming leaders and assistant leaders. These men along with those already rated are responsible for the observance of rules in and outside of camp. Their duty is to keep order and help weed out the causes of minor disturbances
    Sergent, Pope, Hutchison, and Gerard were appointed leaders. Bressler, Bevil, Merboth, Asp, Parker, Finucan, Farner, and Schafer were named assistant leaders. Gerard is mess sergeant, Bressler is the new company clerk, and Merboth is first aid attendant.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 6


AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A BUGLER! CAMP TWEETER TELLS ALL
By Lou Marder

    It was July 3 of 1935 when I, besides ninety-eight other rookies, disembarked from the camp's trucks to begin a series of workadays.
    Now my pal, Joe Foreman (alias Fat) had visions of a soft job at Upper Rogue. His outgrown legs were soon in the capt.'s office, and a few minutes later he got the job as official bugler.
    Poor Tubby. His visions were shattered when he received word of his duties about camp. To awaken at 5 a.m. was not to his liking. To fight the ghosts at 10 p.m. over his head. And keeping a fire all day--besides keeping the entire washrooms was more than he could stand.
    P.S. He quit the job.
    Fat's only alternative was to seek out the writer. To exchange positions would evidently save his life, as there are boot-tossing individuals that despite to be roused by the repeating being of one who knows nothing about the science of bugling.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 16, 1935, page 6


Story of Fire As Told to Editor
By Joe Ordoney
    Whirr-rr-rr--the weird sound of the siren shrieked through the night. It was Thursday evening, July 18. The bugler was ready to blow Taps. Most of the men were comfortably in bed. With lightning speed, socks were slipped on. Belts buckled. Flashlights flared. Men were running around in orderly confusion. In a few minutes every man in camp was ready for action.
    A hardy bunch of volunteers! Some of the boys wanted to take the places of us who were assigned to duty. By Saturday night they were aware of the fact that it was not sport but very serious business. One overenthusiastic youth cries "Hot dog!" when his name was called. "Hot Dog" ate his words with dirt, water and mosquitoes.
    There were several small fires at the same time in the region around the Sevenmile guard station. About six men were assigned to each. The only calamities were scorched feet, a few minor cuts, mosquito bites as big as boils and tired bodies. Elmer Thomas was hopping about camp on crutches for a few days due to blistered feet, aggravated by the heat of the ground. His condition was not serious, however, but cannibalistic mosquitoes are some of the things that cool a rookie's enthusiasm to fight forest fires.
    Three blankets were allowed each man, and the hard ground was offered as a bed.
    Even the truck drivers pity [cut off]
 and his excellent pool-hall cuspidorian aim was an asset. In short, we were all willing to lay down our lives for Uncle Sam, and one of us did. Lack of dirt and abundance of rock made it difficult to stamp our embers.
    The scene was not devoid of humor. We call it humor now, although it didn't tickle our funny bones at the time. Rubin Samson was switched from the art of caressing the violin to the more serious duty of cooking the bacon and eggs. When said duty was accomplished and the meal was ready for hungry mouths, a mosquito began boring a hole in the violinist's leg. He let out a yelp, reached down to kill the insect, and dropped two precious pans of eggs.
    Now John Kuhn and Conrad McGlynn had ideas of complete seclusion by sleeping in a barn nearby. No sooner had the two boys prepared to saw wood in their dreams when the mosquitoes and rats decided to go on a rampage; and to make matters more confusing, a mule decided to eat the bedding (hay) from under the two tossing boys.
    I doubt if anything can be as irritable as fighting mosquitoes, rats, and mules, all at the same time.

The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 1


SILVA DIES FIGHTING FIRE
    July 25, 1935, Union Creek, Ore.--Killed instantly by a falling snag, William Silva, 22, CCC youth of Camp Upper Rogue, lay at rest here today. Just before daybreak, the youth and a crew of five timber men were fighting a fire near Rogue River about four miles from Prospect. They were building a fire trail around a burning snag, one of over thirty fires caused by lightning in Rogue River National Forest during the past week. The snag fell, killing Silva and seriously injuring Wesley Ragsdale, L.E.M. of Medford, Oregon.
    Silva lived at 509
½ S. Chicago St., Los Angeles. He joined the CCC April 24, and came up with a group from Port McArthur. He was active around camp as a boxer and reporter for the camp newspaper.
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    July 26.--While chopping wood near camp, Frank W. Hupp suffered an ax blow across three toes. Hupp was doing his part when his ax missed its cue and severed through his shoe clear across the toes.
    Immediately after Doc Gillis bandaged Hupp's foot, an awaiting car sped him to Roseburg hospital, where he is expected to remain for weeks.
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    July 21.--Lt. E. J. Brugger paid Upper Rogue a visit. Lt. Brugger had formerly been commanding officer at Upper Rogue camp and is now on duty at Medford headquarters. The Lt. praised this camp as being the finest, as far as tidiness is concerned.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 1


A TRIBUTE TO ONE WHO DID HIS PART
    Glancing at the headlines of cosmopolitan city newspapers, one reads of the death of an unknown person; yes, men or women who do not know the deceased person will cast eyes to another column probably more interesting.
    This cannot be said of the members of the Civilian Conservation Corps all over the country.
    William Silva, known as "Willie" to Camp Upper Rogue, was liked by everyone. He was 21 years of age and was more full of life than the author has ever seen. Why does death play such untimely parts in the life of a youth.
    It is hard to believe that Willie Silva, who shared blistered hands, shared our joys and sorrows, always wise-cracking, was killed by a falling "snag."
    Everyone is praying for this boy who did his part and only met with misfortune by an act of God.
    Tribute is paid to one who died for the Civilian Conservation Corps. May his soul rest in peace and never know his sorrows.
Composed by Louis Marder (editor)
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 2


SNOOPS 'N' SCOOPS
BY THE DUB REPORTER
    President Pullin of Sick Lane and Lazy Inc. has taken to the pick mattock after a month's vacation in the infirmary.
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Me and My Shadow
    Reporter Spook Healing lost--sheeping around after the not-too-good-looking senyah foremen begging for an interview. He came flying out of the army office wrong end up, but editor Marder gave him an inspiring talk and send him back to the firing line to get the goods. (Deadlines will be the death of Spook Healing.)
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"Can't Take It"
    Hello Kelly is having a good time reporting fires from nowhere and is gloating over the fact that he has a switchboard job in the bag. Our angel puts his two cents in with "No rest for the wicked."
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    Schoolma Vanderburg rounds 'em up into the educational tent with the announcement that the discussion will include the how and why of gals. The English class ends up in a brawl over whether a hen lays an egg or lies it.
    (Grammar ain't Grandpa's wife.)
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    Terry, the goon, is a wow with the wimmin. At volleyball there is none better. He believes in courtesy of the press and is holding a gun over the writer's let eardrum as these nice things are being written.
    (There's an Irishman in the woodpile.)
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Things I Never Knew Till Now and Still Ain't Sure Of
    That Simpson, the friendly supply steward, issued a pair of new shoes the other day to Dynamite Watts, the powder monkey. Liar Watts goes on to say they fit too.…That the only reason Carry On [Farrow] spends his change at Union Creek is because he is a lover of "beah" and the barmistress doesn't appeal to the big stwong mans.…That Bill Bressler is in love with that Underwood antique in the army office.…That Willie Pope knows something about radio.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 2


LT. ROSENBAUM AIDS BATTLE
Can You Guess Who is What? Army Gossip Gives the Clues
By William Bressler, Jr.

    After a camp of new enrollees settles down, there is not much activity around camp to splatter into print. At present, fires hold the spotlight. Anything that might have happened in other lines did not. For the past week it has been one fire after another. If not actually a fire, it was locating one. I guess the fellows are beginning to realize that fire fighting is a serious business. We all regret the death of Willie Silva. I remember when first arriving at camp, there were a few taken out on a fire and another few that felt pretty bad about not being picked for said work. It is an entirely different story now. It has been one continuous call after another, and it has been pretty tough during the rain storms of the past week. Lt. Rosenbaum, as this was being written, and his gang were still out. I bet the Lt. misses those air mail letters.
    Did you fellows know that the educational adviser is subject to hearing strange noises from NOWHERE? It's a shame.
    We wish to compliment the steak dinner the other night.
WHO'S WHAT AND WHY..
    Can you tell the following from their everyday expressions. Initials clue.
    Who uses the expression "Take a few of these."--E.M.
    Who says "Gimme a cig."--D.V.
    Who uses the expression "gol' durn."--R.G.
    Who is always heard to ask "How many rations today, sir."--M.C.
    Who is the officer that prefers air mail?--E.C.
    Who eats and sleeps with the thought "Please sign here."--P.S.
    Carry On had to play the role of the little "come home with me now" girl when the store steward and company clerk were playing Indian a few memorable nights back. Carry On nearly caused another fire that night by being burned up about the [
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The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 3


By William A. Pope
    FIRE! That bugaboo of the forests has also raised havoc with the work program of the camp. 283 man-days for actual fire fighting, and 266 for standby for fire call. Facts speak for themselves. There is a total of more than forty fires that men from this camp have fought. Most of them were in this ranger district, and some were in the Lake of the Woods district and a very few are state fires.
    In other words, all the fires handled were not inside the district, but were well handled by Upper Rogue men.
    All of the fires reported are divided into three groups:
Class A is a fire ¼ of an acre or less.
Class B is ¼ to 10 acres and
Class C is 10 acres and over.
    Most all fires that were fought by our men were lightning fires, and in every case Class A.
    However, great fire danger is over for the present and the proposed work program is starting this week full blast. We will be hard put to finish the allotted work by the end of this ECW [Emergency Conservation Work Act] period.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 3


STRANGE SIGHTS AROUND CAMP
By Simpson

    Carry On Farrow walking around with that far-away look and singing softly "There Is a Tavern in the Town."
    The camp genius asking the supply man for the rest of the outfit to match those new chic trousers.
    Robert Kopf in a state of coma does a neat back flip over the guard rail by the Forest Service.
    Lieutenant Rosenbaum got the worst of the bargain for once. That typewriter he purchased recently went out of date with the dinosaur and mastodon.
    The bugler need never fear of getting in hot water while he is in camp. Why? There never is any. If this crack does not go in our bugle editor's paper I'll start my own newspaper.
    Who is the man who is always asking for an old ax handle, and why does he want it?
    Ralph O. Castro's willingness to sign anything he is given is really very touching. Such a phenomenon is a balm to the heart of a supply man. Oh! for a dozen men like Castro.
    The boys in the same tent as William Heinrich were treated to a burlesque last Sunday. The star of the show was none other than Wild Bill himself, who shakes a wicked hula.
    (Witnessed and reported by the Keyhole Agency.)

The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 3


RAVINGS OF A MADMAN
By Raeburn Ware
    Amid the sound of thunder reverberating from cloud to cloud and the lightning resembling hellfire sent by some mighty Jove, I sit and meditate on the complexities of nature. Above it all rises the shrill and direful tone of Rubinoff's violin. I feel something pressing down on my brain like a giant hand; wild fancies and strange ideas, confused and mingled, enter my head. A desire to wreak vengeance on every living thing consumes my tortured soul.
    Thunder and lightning flashing before my eyes antagonize me. Rain pouring down in great sheets obscured my view and only when a great flash of lightning shot across the sky did I see trees surrounding me. I was tortured as if on the rack by the sight of trees, green trees everywhere! I wreaked my wrath on them, leaving destruction to the left and right; in my anger I cut a swath of timber ten miles wide and a hundred miles long. The roar and clash of the elements resounded from every side as the trees fell. Of a sudden, a great flash and roar blinded and deafened me. The earth swam about me and I fell, stunned, to the ground. Such a roaring filled my ears that to me that to me Niagara seemed to have been unharnessed. Bedazed and drenched to the skin, I staggered to my tent, fell across my bed, and went to sleep to the wild strains of Rubinoff's violin. Donner und Blitzen.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 6


Davis Passes Lifesaving Test; Swimming Hole Needed
    Owen Davis, first aid attendant, passed the lifesaving test held July 27 by the American Red Cross at Twin Plunges, Ashland, with high honors. The test culminated five days of instruction by Elmer Holstrom and covered a thorough and complete course in artificial respiration and rescue work. The class was attended by over ninety men representing various camps throughout the United States.
    "Now all we need," declares lifesaver Davis, "is a good swimming hole for those who swim and want to learn to swim. Let's all get busy and campaign [cut off]
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 6


TRIP UP FROM 'FRISCO--A MEMORABLE ONE
By Lou Marder

    On San Francisco's picturesque waterfront the foreslip bustles with the activities of an outgoing ferry, amid the babble of noise and confusion, while 98 rookies board the ferry, bound for a "camp in the woods."
    Six forty-five p.m. July the third is the "zero hour" set for our departure for new days of adventure. Farewells are said, not only to friends and relatives on the pier, but also to dear old 'Frisco. Moving like molten lava, the tide of humanity boards the ferry. Market Street, Fisherman's Wharf, Golden Gate Park--all are fond remembrances we leave behind us as farewells are broken by the deep-throated blare of the ferry's whistle, and we are on our way. In half an hour we are on the Oakland side, with the Bay Bridge behind us.
    Once on board train, evidence on the faces of the new enrollees registers contentment, while the soft strumming of guitars fills the air with gay, rollicking tunes. The sun sank soon after the train started, and the brief twilight melted, not into the darkness, but into starlit skies.
    I can try, but in vain, to truthfully describe the scenes in the three Pullman cars that housed the "soldiers of fortune" that night, but I will do my best.
    Ten o'clock the Lieutenant, a commissioned officer, gave orders that the lights would be turned out in a few minutes before ten. Shortly after, all hands prepared to disassemble the cushions, transforming them into what they thought, or fondly hoped, would be beds. Imagine then, if you will, 98 men trying to rig up the cushions and all at the same time!
    The last noises quieted down, lights faded out, and at last silence descends upon the train, broken only by the clickety-click of the speeding wheels, and an occasional snore here and there.
    Hours later, the rays of the sun lifted night's curtain and ushered in a glorious new morning.
    I doubt if anyone (except the Lieutenant) slept much on account of the intense heat and the torturing mosquitoes humming about like midget airplanes besides taking an occasional nip now and then.
    A new day it was. New scenes sped by our Pullman windows with kaleidoscopic rapidity, but no one knew to which camp we were headed. Cigarettes were relighted, guitars commenced to tune up, objections as to the high quality of the sandwiches were heard, cushion seats went back in place, feet stretched out on all sides and another day had begun.
    It is ten o'clock and we are nearing Medford, Oregon. Upon arrival at Medford camp trucks awaited us to speed us to Upper Rogue. It is then that we find out where our destination is. During our short sojourn at Medford, one Tony Rossi went into an epileptic fit and sank to Mother Earth. Five minutes after his revival, orders were given to load the trucks. Another was given and the trucks pulled out in military fashion and the run began.
    After a "hard" ride of some sixty-five miles, tents appeared through the trees and we were there at last to begin our "great adventure"!
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 6


BUDDY OF WILLIE SILVA RECALLS YOUNG HERO
WHO LOST LIFE ON FIRE DUTY
By Ed Camp

    Little did we know while we were sleeping last Thursday morning, July 25, that Death had claimed the life of one of our fellow members. Yes, it is hard to believe that William Silva, known to most of us as Willie, who worked with us, shared our joys and sorrows, always having a good time, was killed by a burning snag. Gladly we would risk our lives to save him, as did Wes Ragsdale and Dud Geary. None of us knew that when Willie left the camp on July 24 he would never return. When asked to go to the fire, he did not grumble, although he just came back from one a few hours before. While at the Seven-Mile guard station, Silva would cook the meals and wash the dishes. Sure, we miss him; he was one of us.
    It happened while he was working on a fire about four miles from Prospect. A big snag which was burning from the inside fell on him. All the bones in his body were crushed. He was dead instantly after being struck by the snag.
    The next morning when the news of his death was received by the members of the camp, eight men who worked with him volunteered to get him. After a thirty-minute walk from the highway, there lay Willie on the ground. A sad sight to recall.
    Yes, Willie has departed, and many of us will remember him for a long time.
    Thus life goes on!
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 7


Educational Classes Offer Opportunities for Knowledge
    With new subjects added to the school curriculum, the camp educational program is in full sway. Enrollees are offered courses in History, English, German, First Aid, Current Events, Mechanical Drawing, Citizenship, Biology, Algebra, Journalism, Photography, Diesel Engineering, and Wood Carving Carpentry.
    Teachers include Mr. Moore, Dr. Gillis, Lt. Rosenbaum, Captain Gobeli, Lt. Cochran, Gordon Vanderburg, Lou Marder, Morris Portugal, and Harold Friedman. Attendance has been lagging in some of the subjects, and unless more interest is shown there is a possibility of their being dropped temporarily during summer. The weather has been luring many away from classrooms, but as the days become shorter, it is hoped [cut off]
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 7


PROJECT SUPERINTENDENT ENCOUNTERS ANGRY BRUIN;
RETREATS WITH DIGNITY
By David Simpson

    Mr. Walsh, project superintendent, was treading softly through the forest that borders Foster Creek, after a pleasant evening spent in trying to hook elusive trout; without much success, I might add--so sorry.
    Without any premonition of danger, he suddenly came upon a large female bear with two cubs. Mama Bear, it seems, found Mr. Walsh's presence very objectionable and detrimental to the well-being of her cubs.
    Without further delay she reared up on her hind legs, smacked her lips in anticipation, and proceeded to the spot that Mr. Walsh had last occupied.
    Finding the situation and environment incompatible with good health and long life, Mr. Walsh proceeded to remove himself from the spot with all possible dignity and dispatch. (Moral: Discretion is the better part of valor.)
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 8


Bacteria Invade Camp Water Supply; Purification Begun
By Ernest Merboth

    The writer, sitting at a table in the mess hall, was said to have had a scare. The reason why? He had just been told that our drinking water contained powerful and destructive bacteria germs. The first aid orderly ran to Doctor Gillis, the camp surgeon, to verify the vague rumors that were flying around.
    Quoting Dr. Gillis, "I could say the water examination discloses a considerable number of members of the aerogenes bacteria, and since these are capable of giving rise to gastrointestinal disturbances, this condition is considered sufficiently advisable to have the water chlorinated, which process will fully remove any dangerous bacteria harmful to our bodies."
    A special Lyster bag has been set up for the benefit of our camp. It is located near the bath house and the west entrance of the mess hall. The water in the Lyster bag has been treated with chlorine so as to kill all [cut off]
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 8


THE FIRST THREE MONTHS ARE THE HARDEST!!!
When you're tired of dodging landlords
Who pursue you for their rent;
When you're lonely, broke and worried
And a gay recruiting gent
Hands you out a little info
'Bout the life they lead at the three C's
And you stroke your jaw and mutter
"That's the very life for me"--
Remember--the first three months are the hardest!!!
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When he leads you to an office,
Where you sign your life away,
In return for which they'll feed you
And they'll give you so much pay--
And they send you to a railroad
With a lot of young recruits
And they ship you to the station
Where they train the cushion seats--
Remember--the first three months are the hardest!!!
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When you reach the training station
And you walk inside the gate
And the joint looks like a prison
But you've found it out too late--
When they send you to the doctor
Who looks you o'er with care,
When they call the station barber
Who removes your wealth of hair--
Remember--the first three months are the hardest!!!
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When you put on your first outfit
Of C.C.C. clothes,
And discover they were made for
A man much larger than you--
When they stow you in the "D" camp
Where you spend the first two weeks
Learning how to sleep on planks
Like the real C.C.C. going sheiks--
Remember--the first three months are the hardest!!!
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There was an old woman who lived in a shoe--
She had so many children she didn't know what to do.
Till some joined the army and some the marines,
The rest joined the CCC and grew fat on beans.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, July 31, 1935, page 8


WELCOME COMPANY 224 FROM TENNESSEE!
    Our camp has enlarged by the arrival of thirty-five new members of Company 224, from Tennessee. The boys approached our quarters rather shy--not knowing just how they would be received--but after they had been assigned to various tents it didn't take long for both groups of boys to acquaint themselves to the new atmosphere, and from present indications they have become acclimated to their surroundings. We hope the new boys will stay with us, as they are some fine material to strengthen our baseball team. We hope homesickness will not discourage them, for as time goes on they will someday look back and remember the happy days spent in our Oregon and California surroundings.
    As yet, the new lads have not advertised their ability in their accomplishments, but the writer feels sure there are some good talent among them.
    As is the usual thing among both humans and animals a kind of inferiority is present until they have rubbed elbows for a while; however, we of Company 1993 wish to be companionable and "folk"-like as they will enable to be, and we want the boys of 224 to feel at home.
    Of course, that is quite impossible, as no matter where we be or how fine our surroundings the word "home" means home, and it cannot be replaced by anything but home.
    So as we are all here under more or less the same circumstances, let us all try and make the best of it.
(By Frank Linden)
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    Dud Geary, who besides being a Forest Ranger and a crew boss, has been transferred to Elk Creek.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, August 20, 1935, page 1


GUY J. BUTLER HURT AT WORK
    Monday morning, August 19, between the hours of 9 and 10 a.m., Guy Butler, who was working on Mr. Davis' crew, cut a deep gash in his left ankle. He was trying to cut a growth of branches when the ax slipped and struck him. He was rushed to the camp infirmary and Dr. J. B. Gillis expertly bound the injured foot, and at time of interview the patient was resting peacefully. It is reported that he will be all right in a couple of weeks.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, August 20, 1935, page 1


COMPANY 1993 DANCES AT PROSPECT
    By the aid of a saxophone player, the dance at Prospect last Saturday, August 17, was a great success. Among the juniors were: Al Daigneault, Joe Daigneault, Tony Marina, Stan King, Jimmy Gahill, "Cowboy" Marks, Ed. Camp, Frank Linden and others.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, August 20, 1935, page 1


EDITORIAL
    In our mess hall, one enrollee criticized another for vulgar speech, declaring that it spoiled his appetite and held wager that the vulgar-talking individual did not talk that way at home to his mother. To which the guilty young man replied: "Of course not, but we are not home; we're in the 3C's."
    That raises the question: "What are we here for?"
    Most of us are here to be built into decent upstanding men of character--the kind who always have the edge when it comes to getting jobs.
    Fellows, that's the attitude we should take. We are learning to love to work for the physical benefits we, ourselves, are getting. The fresh mountain air, the rules of clean living and character building should inspire us to be literally born anew. We should learn to treat each other as brothers, willing to sacrifice selfish benefits for the mutual benefits of all. Many of us, it is true, have been hard hit financially. We are still sore at the world and the people in it. But now is the time to forget our grudges, turn our snarls into smiles. It is easier for us to act like gentlemen and display those virtuous qualities that were born in us. It is safe to say that we all had some kind of training in childhood days. We are not a bunch of rowdies. If we were, we would be out robbing banks and not doing honest work for a living.
    "Breathes there a man with soul so dead who never to himself hath said: This is mine own, my native land."
    We are here because we are Americans. Our government is doing all it can to make us good Americans. YOU, you fellows who had the wrong idea about it--won't you join us in being the upstanding sort of fellows who will be able to find happiness through clean living, clean speech, and brotherhood.
    You won't regret respecting the other fellow's appetite.  
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, August 20, 1935, page 2


A TRUE STORY
    "Bill" W. L. Jones, construction superintendent for the Rogue River National Forest, has served the Forest Service in various capacities for many years--almost since there was a Forest Service.
    He is tall, blond, handsome and powerfully built. While the hot winds and suns of some fifty-nine summers have given him a permanent, leathery bronze, and the frosts and snows of as many winters have slightly impaired the functioning of his joints, he neither looks nor acts his age.
    He likes, or at least appreciates, good-looking girls, apple pie, milk, archery, his job, and last but not least, his family.
    His peculiarities, too, are few. There are but two, in fact: one which is common to many men who have spent the greater part of their lives out-of-doors--the desire to be alone, to commune with nature in absolute solitude, to lie there among the veterans of the forest with face toward the stars and dream of days gone by, and of the day when every woodsman will be truly a king; and the other--one that reminds us that perhaps after all there is something to the theory of reincarnation--is his absolute insistency in orienting his bed, his sleeping bag or blanket as the case may be, according to the cardinal points of the compass, namely, his head must point to the north and his feet to the south.
    He generally drives to a point near where he expects to do his next day's work, picks out a little-used road or trail, drives or walks five or six miles back into the forest, and makes camp. During the recent epidemic of lightning fires he was forced, due to darkness and an untrustworthy car, to camp only a short distance from the highway near Prospect. He built his fire, laid out his bed, and prepared to "roll in."
    It should be explained here that the woods in this vicinity were alive with CCC boys from Camp Upper Rogue. Some were on their way to fires, some were returning from fires, and still others were just "beating the brush" looking for fire. It wasn't long before they spotted Bill's camp fire and immediately proceeded to extinguish it over his objections. He explained that he was a member of the Forest Service, that he was just camping for the night, and that it was permissible for him to have said fire; but his arguments were of no avail. The boys simply stated: "We were told to put out all the fires we could find, and we are going to do it." Bill gave up and allowed them to put the fire out and leave. Then, regardless of the fact that it was not cold, he rebuilt his fire. Within a few minutes another group of boys arrived and repeated the performance of the first group. Bill was really mad by this time, but his affinity for fire caused him to again rebuild it.
    Between the hours of 10:00 p.m. [omission] this operation was repeated five times. During the confusion that resulted, Bill's bed had been disturbed and displaced, his compass lost, the skies overcast. Being unable to properly orient his bed again, he was forced to spend the rest of the night sitting with his back to a tree.
    Now, Bill, during his confidential moments, admits companionship and protection of his fellow men at night. Of the efficiency of the CCC boys he says little, but there is a new and strange light in his eyes; a light that bespeaks of a new understanding.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, August 20, 1935, page 5


By Harold B. Sharpe
    Out in the lonely Oregon wood, where the joys of city life cannot always be found, it does a man's heart good to forget the lonesome strife that follows him around.
    So boys, just let us tell a tale or two, of what some of us sometimes do. And cheer the other fellow and he will cheer you.
    Frank Rodriguez, otherwise known as dishwasher, is getting popular as a table waiter. Connie McGlenn says the fires are too hot for him so he is now in the kitchen. But those three days off get rather monotonous. Connie has not found out yet why the barber is not going to cut hair any longer. Will somebody please tell him.
    Advertisement. You too can learn how to write love letters in a short time. Reasonable rates, satisfaction guaranteed. For references see Bill Heinrich, Professor Taylor's Letter Writing School.
    Spook Healing and Dead Indian Serrano almost settled differences by the ax system.
    What is the attraction in Union Creek for Hilde? Was it the black shirt and orange tie that caught the eyes of the fair ladies in Prospect or was it the man named Thomas, at the weekly shindig. Bill Smith has lost his appetite, but it's OK boys, he found a dog's.
    Slim Hagstrom, the fire wizard of the morning, finds a fire in any tent but his own.
    George Kuppers has been going to the bugs lately. He has found a few rare specimens around camp.
    Ernie, the first aid man, has been doing a lot of practicing lately with horseshoes. He hopes to beat the doctor one of these fine days.
    Mr. Hill, popular mind reader for the camp, gave up when he came to Tarzan.
    Frenchy still can't figure out how a tree grew in front of him while chopping up a log.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, August 20, 1935, page 6


TERMINATION OF ENROLLMENT PERIOD
WILL DISRUPT COMPANY 1993
    Now that the cold weather has set in and as time goes forward, we will wake up one morning to find the ground covered with snow, which means that during this change in climate there will be also a change in enrollees; some men from the East will soon be traveling toward their beloved New York, New Jersey, and points east, while we of California shall move in the not too distant future to, we hope, to a more neighboring vicinity, at least to within thirty miles to a point of transportation to be bedded down for the winter.
    With the leaving of some or whatever number of the Eastern boys who intend to go back home we hope sometime they will look back and smile with kind thoughts of the days spent in our Western climate; to those of you who go east soon, may we of 1993 extend our good wishes for a pleasant journey eastward, and that the bonds of friendship between us has been strengthened far more than it was thought possible to be; and so we say farewell; good luck, and good will.
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, September 16, 1935, page 1


HUCKLEBERRY MOUNTAIN IS RIGHTFULLY NAMED
    Do you know that within ten miles of Union Creek there is a tract of land so rightfully called Huckleberry Mountain? If you are doubtful as to the truthfulness of this statement, just follow the road that leads to the north and east of Crater Lake Highway from Union Creek, Oregon. After some ten miles of stiff climbing following a road recently built and maintained by the CCC's you will come to acres and acres of huckleberry bushes. It is estimated there are several thousand acres of these, the most coveted of all berries.
    In the heart of the patch is located the Huckleberry Mountain guard station, built and maintained by the Forest Service. At the station lives a genial Forest Service ranger, Mr. Doug Finch, and his pleasant wife. His duties are many and varied. The chief one of these of course is to spot fires. Hundreds of people come here to gather huckleberries. It is not an uncommon thing to see as many as a hundred different camps at this time of year. There is a certain area restricted for camping, and the Forest Service through their agent, Mr. Finch, and four CCC men from Co. 1993, Union Creek, do all in their power to make the grounds pleasant as well as sanitary for this large group of people.
    In the evening, after a hard day's berry picking, usually a large group of campers will congregate at one tent and spend the evening talking, singing, listening to instrumental music or even dancing on the ground.
    It is a trip well worth taking for anyone who has never been there, and a treat for those who have been there to go again.
    Let's thank the Forest Service for another ideal pleasure spot and a profitable one also.
By L. A. Moore
The Conifer Chatterer, Camp Elk Creek, Trail, Oregon, September 16, 1935, page 2




  
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