The Marines were hard at work. In the chill winter sunshine of Virginia, they slogged in single file along the roadsides, in thin lines through the naked valleys and over the bare bundocks of the Quantico reservation. Instructors and recruits alike wore the drab, unmilitary-looking coverall working outfit, but the boots had already learned to tilt their campaign hats slightly askew over the right eye. Most of them carried Springfields slung over their shoulders. A few also dragged two-wheeled machine guns and ammunition carts that Marines call "Cole-carts' (after their inventor, Major General Eli Kelley Cole). In every man's mind...
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