November 1936

Private Cemetery on Seavey Island, Maine

Volume 20, Issue 4

There is a small cemetery on the southwestern point of the Naval Prison grounds that shows five graves. The stones of four of them are just slabs of rock, evidently replacing the original stones, the fifth is larger and though chipped and broken, shows the form of a conventional tombstone. All were heavily whitewashed. When the temporary prison buildings were erected during the World War, they were placed so as not to disturb the graves. They now lie on a mound some six feet higher than the surrounding land, which had been leveled to accommodate the structures.

If you are an MCA&F Member

Click here to login and view all Leatherneck and Marine Corps Gazette articles

OR Join the MCA&F to continue reading

By becoming a member of the Marine Corps Association & Foundation, you gain access to the entire library of articles from Leatherneck Magazine and the Marine Corps Gazette. Click here to sign up online and continue reading this article

  • ONLY one shot was fired, but its echo shredded the silence of the jungle trail. It came from the head of the column. One of the Marines in the connecting files shouted, "Ambush! Ambush!" The others faltered momentarily, fingering the safety catches on their rifles. The B.A.R. man whipped his...
  • By Dutch We all say good-by to our Battery Commander, Lt. A. L. Bowser, and we enjoyed the duties under his command. We wish you the world of luck and a real pleasant tour of duty at your new assignment. We are also having the pleasure of giving our new Battery Commander, First Lt. Randall M...
  • By Dutch We all say good-by to our Battery Commander, Lt. A. L. Bowser, and we enjoyed the duties under his command. We wish you the world of luck and a real pleasant tour of duty at your new assignment. We are also having the pleasure of giving our new Battery Commander, First Lt. Randall M...
  • By Clements
  • By Clements
  • HIS OWN troops had planned to kill Lieutenant Calderon. There had never been any doubt about it since the day he had cracked that mustached Sergeant Faustino over the head with his automatic. But that was the unfailing creed of the officers of the Guardia Nacional of Nicaragua, drilled into their...
  • Well, here's another attempt at the job at scribing for our favorite magazine. So I'll parade a few facts and fancies in review for your inspection.
  • Well, here's another attempt at the job at scribing for our favorite magazine. So I'll parade a few facts and fancies in review for your inspection.

Pages