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"
And
that
was
the
soft
spot
which
destroyed
what
was
in
many
ways
an
admirable
culture
.
The
junior
hoodlums
who
roamed
their
streets
were
symptoms
of
a
greater
sickness
;
their
citizens
(
all
of
them
counted
as
such
)
glorified
their
mythology
of
'
rights
'
...
and
lost
track
of
their
duties
.
No
nation
,
so
constituted
,
can
endure
.
"
I
wondered
how
Colonel
Dubois
would
have
classed
Dillinger
.
Was
he
a
juvenile
criminal
who
merited
pity
even
though
you
had
to
get
rid
of
him
?
Or
was
he
an
adult
delinquent
who
deserved
nothing
but
contempt
?
I
did
n't
know
,
I
would
never
know
.
The
one
thing
I
was
sure
of
was
that
he
would
never
again
kill
any
little
girls
.
That
suited
me
.
I
went
to
sleep
.
We
've
got
no
place
in
this
outfit
for
good
losers
.
We
want
tough
hombres
who
will
go
in
there
and
win
!
Admiral
Jonas
Ingram
,
1926
When
we
had
done
all
that
a
mud
foot
can
do
in
flat
country
,
we
moved
into
some
rough
mountains
to
do
still
rougher
things
--
the
Canadian
Rockies
between
Good
Hope
Mountain
and
Mount
Waddington
.
Camp
Sergeant
Spooky
Smith
was
much
like
Camp
Currie
(
aside
from
its
rugged
setting
)
but
it
was
much
smaller
.
Well
,
the
Third
Regiment
was
much
smaller
now
,
too
less
than
four
hundred
whereas
we
had
started
out
with
more
than
two
thousand
.
H
Company
was
now
organized
as
a
single
platoon
and
the
battalion
paraded
as
if
it
were
a
company
.
But
we
were
still
called
"
H
Company
"
and
Zim
was
"
Company
Commander
,
"
not
platoon
leader
.
What
the
sweat-down
meant
,
really
,
was
much
more
personal
instruction
;
we
had
more
corporal-instructors
than
we
had
squads
and
Sergeant
Zim
,
with
only
fifty
men
on
his
mind
instead
of
the
two
hundred
and
sixty
he
had
started
with
,
kept
his
Argus
eyes
on
each
one
of
us
all
the
time
--
even
when
he
was
n't
there
.
At
least
,
if
you
goofed
,
it
turned
out
he
was
standing
right
behind
you
.
However
,
the
chewing-out
you
got
had
almost
a
friendly
quality
,
in
a
horrid
sort
of
way
,
because
we
had
changed
,
too
,
as
well
as
the
regiment
--
the
one-in-five
who
was
left
was
almost
a
soldier
and
Zim
seemed
to
be
trying
to
make
him
into
one
,
instead
of
running
him
over
the
hill
.
We
saw
a
lot
more
of
Captain
Frankel
,
too
;
he
now
spent
most
of
his
time
teaching
us
,
instead
of
behind
a
desk
,
and
he
knew
all
of
us
by
name
and
face
and
seemed
to
have
a
card
file
in
his
mind
of
exactly
what
progress
each
man
had
made
on
every
weapon
,
every
piece
of
equipment
--
not
to
mention
your
extra-duty
status
,
medical
record
,
and
whether
you
had
had
a
letter
from
home
lately
.
