MESS COOK THE BIG MAN OF ARMY*--Even Company Officers Have to Be Considerate to the New AutocratNOBODY “BAWLS HIM OUT»»Any Klcka or Grumbling Against the Worst Cook Are Made In Private and Out of Hie Earshot— Word la Final.Field Headquarters, American Expeditionary Forces, France.—Who's the great hero In the estimation of the privates in the American army? asks the man interested In the psychology of soldiering.The commanding generul, of course, Interrupts his companion, annoyed at the apparently foolish question.“Naw, not him. I ain't nover seen him even, replies a private, kicking his hobnailed shoca Into tho turf.Tour captain, then, suggests the wise friend, coining down several ranks.“Aw. he’s nil rleht and we're al-Anybody who has suddenly dropped Into a strange company about mess tlmo knows that the chances of dining well, though he may bo obliged to squat on the ground, hold the mess plate In one hand and feed with the other, are hotter if the flrst call Is made on the mess sergeant than If It Is made on the captain. The captain possibly eats off a table made out of an old box. Certain formalities, however, are observed among officers. The captain may not always volunteer os host, and It Is not good form to Invite yourself.Say, Barg, any chnnco of bumming some chow? Is a good formula.Always can scrape the old pan for a hungry man, Is his usual reply.Don’t waut to crowd you, and I haven't a mess kit either, you say.Guess I've got an extra one around. I'll fix you up all right, he suys, and you eat.The American nrmy eats well but it figures closely. Rations are drawn for exactly the number of men nud the exact number of days that they are to eat. It Is up to the mess sergeant and Ids cooks to seo that everybody gets his share of everything nnd that nothing is left over. That rneuns close figurine With onlv his eves nnd n hiv