Word: pendleton
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...called Samuel A. Maverick a cattleman [TIME, Sept. 4]. He was an attorney. Maverick moved his law office from Pendleton, S.C. to Texas sometime after 1830. He accepted 600 head of cattle as an attorney's fee, and from this number hoped to breed a much larger herd. His unbranded yearlings fell into the hands of other cattlemen who promptly placed their brands on the cattle. After ten discouraging years Maverick sold his depleted stock for the amount of the original...
What Makes a Marine. In postwar Japan, Craig spent several months teaching amphibious tactics to Douglas MacArthur's 1st Cavalry and 24th Infantry Divisions, now in Korea. From April 1949 to his departure for Korea, Craig was the 1st's assistant division commander at Camp Pendleton, Calif., in charge of training under bull-roaring Graves B. ("The Big E") Erskine, a stickler for perfection who "turned over" (i.e., relieved) 15 colonels in one year.* To marines, the fact that Craig survived under Erskine is the proof that he is good...
...Pendleton, the 1st's postwar training was the most rugged and exacting that any peacetime U.S. outfit got. Explained one Marine officer: "A kid reports for boot camp and we challenge the s.o.b., we dare him to try and be a Marine. We give him so much of that in boot camp-and even flunk some of them out-that when he gets out, he's the proudest damn guy in the world, because he can call himself a United States Marine. He's nothing but a damn private but you'd think...
...Best." Craig drives his men unflaggingly. They grumble about it, but they worship Craig. At Pendleton's Navy relief carnival last month, when Craig had already been ordered to sail for Korea with his combat team, a Marine corporal approached Mrs. Craig and said: "Excuse me, ma'am, but I'd like to talk to you, if you don't mind." As Mrs. Craig continues the story, "The man said he was a little drunk, and he was, but he wanted to say that he had been posted away from the brigade to another outfit. Then...
These sounds across the nation were only an industrial murmur. The most reverberating martial noises came from the West Coast. For several days last week, vehicles rolled along Route 101 from the Marines' Camp Pendleton to the Navy's station at San Diego. Forty-five-ton Pershing tanks lumbered across the beach and into LCTs. Buses disgorged men in green camouflaged uniforms who boarded attack transports...