Ten thousand men between the ages of 17 and 35, who customarily greet each other as "Slacker," "Draft dodger" and "Profiteer," stood for one and a half hours in the icy offshore wind at the United States Maritime Training Station at Sheepshead Bay, N.Y. last week and heard themselves lauded by President Roosevelt (by letter) and a No. 2 company of lauders as potentially gallant merchant seamen. To the undisguised relief of the station's 1,800 instructors, they uttered no boo, no Bronx cheer, and only a few rude mutterings.
Thus was inaugurated the...
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