BADIN BULLETIN
energetic man, and it is my full desire
to return for another position after I
have finished the position I have. I
"ill not be skilled in the mechanical line
I was before, as I have been in France
knocking off Boches for eight months,
^nd in the United States Army Service
for fourteen months, and naturally I
Would not use a hand hammer as good
as a rifle; and I get great pleasure doing
same. When I return for work, I can
take training under Mr. Hunnicutt and
Mr. Dickson, the new heads, same as
^ did in Uncle Sam’s army.
I really like the army for one reason,
that is: I am in a Yank Regiment,
from Pittsburg, Pa., which likes swat
ting Germans daily.
Yours truly
WALTER' F, Curran
(Our readers will be interested to
learn that the writer of the letter given
above is the same W'alter Curran whose
poem, “A Soldier’s Thought in France,’
Was printed in the October Bulletin.
'Ve are sure that Mr. Dickson and Mr.
Hunnicutt will be glad to have Walter
Curran back again with the Machine
Shop Force.)
What Shall We Give Them?
Dear God, what shall we give them as
they come—
®ur blind, our crippled—men with faces
marred.
Or aged by anguish, their young spirit
scarred—
Our soldier boys, come home?
How may we show our reverence, or
pride
^or all they dared, for courage clean
and whole
f mind and body and resistless soul
These boys who have not died;
^et who may feel, perchance, that Death
so fleet,
Compared with lagging life thus twisted,
drained
youth’s bright eagerness, life marred
and stained—
hat Death were passing sweet?
^or they who die for Freedom still shall
- live
^ every heart that loved them, young
and fair!
*^t these, the living, wounded over
there—
To these what may we give?
^°t gifts—such gifts as men give to the
g Weak—
Work that lifts the spirit, flicks
the will.
Awakes to vital thought, to hopes that
thrill—
Such work as whole men seek!
Not pity—never that!—nor coward
tears.
But re-creating friendship, healing, gay.
And gratitude not only' for today
But thru the coming years!
And down those years the balm of mem
ory.
So when we meet some cripple, withered,
gray.
Some poor old soldier who yet in his day
Did fight for liberty.
We see not shabby garments, surly
glance.
But thru the veiling flesh the gallant
boy
Who touched the great adventure—knew
its joy.
And gave his youth to France!
Elizabeth Newport Hepburn, in
New York Times.
The Colored Fair
The Community Fair in the Colored
Village was a great success. The ex
hibits included many specimens of fancy
work, plain needlework, quilting,
domestic canning, cakes, and also an
interesting exhibit of the pupils’ work in
the colored school. The judges were
Mrs. Thorpe, Miss Powlass, and Miss
Sullivan. A large party from the white
town visited the Fair during the evening,
and were enthusiastic about the number
and quality of the specimens exhibited.
A good program of piano music and
singing was given during the evening.
Mr. Thorpe was present, and spoke
words of praise and encouragement to
the colored people of Badin, urging them
to buy ?ind own their homes, which they
can easily do on the plan now being
opened to the people, both white and
colored, for the first time.
Altogether, the Fair was - a most
creditable exhibition of what the people
of the colored village can accomplish.
The Bulletin will publish in its next
issue the list of the prizewinners.
Another Letter of Appreciation
Emergency Hospital
Badin, N. C.
This is Sunday. I am convalescent,
after being sick for four days with the
«flu” During that time, I have re
ceived the very best attention and utmost
consideration at the hands of faithful
nurses. Words are inadequate for me
to express my deep appreciation and
heartfelt thanks for the many kind
nesses tendered me. When I speak
thus, I feel quite sure that I voice the
sentiments of everyone who came under
the care of the Hospital. May there
not be the least vestige of prejudice
against the hospital in the future,
should occasion demand its re-opening!
A great deal of loyalty and heroism
has been written on the pages of his
tory during the past four years. I do
not believe that a greater loyalty or a
higher and nobler type of heroism were
ever displayed on a battlefield than by the
noble-spirited women who so valiantly
served the victims of flu at the emer
gency hospital. I wish to mention by
name the ones who attended me. They
were as follows: Miss Cauble, Miss
Bell, Miss Ingle, Mrs. Thompson, Miss
Schiffman, Miss Ivey, and the two Red
Cross nurses. Miss Dimon and Mrs.
Johnson.
J. E. Houser
November Births
Our community nurse. Miss Ingle, has
kindly furnished the Bulletin with the
following list of births, which occurred
during November:
To Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Cutcheon,
Maple Street, a son, “J. W., Jr.”
To Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Waller, Wil
low Street, a seven-pound girl, Novem
ber 22.
To Mr. and Mrs. J. S. Johnson, a
seven and a half pound girl, November
24.
To Mr. and Mrs. Ray Clark, Boyden
Street, a twelve-pound boy, November
16.
To Mr. and Mrs. H. D. Horn, Falls
Road, a seven-pound girl.
To Mr. and Mrs. Jas. Plyler, an eight-
pound boy, November 29.
To Mr. and Mrs. T. H. Sawyer, a
seven-pound boy.
Acknowledgment
Arnold, Pa.
November 29, 1918
Dear Friends:—We acknowledge with
grateful appreciation the kind expres
sion of your sympathy. Also wish to
thank you for the assistance rendered at
the death of our husband and father.
Yours respectfully
Mrs. j. L. Armstrong and family
Sergt. James P. Green, from Camp
Sevier, came in to see us recently. He
was at home on a ten days’ furlough.