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THB UnX WHISTUB
July 19, 1943
RIGHT OFF THE FLOOR
NEWS OF OUK NKW TOKK OmCM
Br A. S. Knacr
Karastan. 299 Fifth Avemu Deewtie*, tt Wertti Street
Now that this is the pinch-hitting
editor’s last issue, I can get in my shots
about my friend Stanley and tell you
all there is to be told. All winter, our
editor has been carrying small pack
ages into the office. “Guess what this
is?” he asked, holding up a small metal
thingamajig. “Can’t guess,” says we.
After this happened a few times, we
snooped around to find out Ye Editor
built himself a boat—a kayak to be
exact. We suggested water wings at
each end of the boat, but Stanley as
sures us the boat manages to stay afloat.
When last seen, Stanley was attempting
to paddle across the sound, with Dink
Singer’s house as the destination. Last
report was that Stanley was still pad
dling.
Current vacationers are Dorothy
Thompson, Ann Sooey, Stanley Kramer
and Arthur Thompson.
Historical Facts
You have often heard the above
phrase used, but here’s a new one,
“Vacational Facts”, coined by the re
turned vacationists.
“Gosh, I wish I had another week.”
Flavel Bullard.
“Boy, it ended too soon.” Ann Mat-
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“Gosh, I am tired this mornmg. All
that dictation for me?” Esther Chait.
“Swimming is very healthful—it does
things to you.” Margaret Smith.
“Who took care of my allocations?”
Cliff Howell.
“No comment.” H. S. Jacobson.
Inventory time is over, and is Ed
Hewins glad; Ed stands about 4’ 2”,
while the bins are 6’ 6”. He very kindly
cooperated with Mr. Hoch in the tak
ing of the stationery inventory. Un
derstand in the counting of the heavy
crayon pencils, they included him as
one, and of course, the count just
wouldn’t check.
Tillie Smith is getting along very
nicely, part of the cast has been re
moved. It won’t be long now, Tillie,
before we shall have the pleasure of
seeing you once again.
Sgt. Clifford Howell is home on a
15-day furlough. Pop Howell says it
would be nice if he could get a glimpse
ef Junior every once in a while.
Understand there has been a falling
off in the attendance at the Red Cross
Surgical Dressing class. Of course, we'
realize that a lot of this is due to
vacation, but when it is all over girls,
please continue to cooperate. You know
the fellow lying in Guadalcanal has no
time to wait for a bandage if it is need
ed. Keep up your good work.
Shirley Frankfort remains the Cham
pion bandage roller. No matter how
hard the girls try to beat Shirley’s
record, it just can’t be done.
Dorothy Larson Penterson celebrated
the July 4th week-end at Morristown,
N. J., to be near her husband who was
stationed nearby. Another holidays
week-ender was Miss Kaye Delaney,
who visited friends at Maywood, N. J.
James E. Barksdale paid the New
York office a very short visit.
If you ever want to fina a good place
to eat in a hurry, don’t ask Bill Pierce.
He steered some of the boys to a place
on Hudson street and the last we heard
was that the sailor who remained when
we left, fully expected to spend his
furlough there while waiting for his
check.
We hear the love bug’s got Miss
Gladys Schmidt. Sailor, Soldier, or
Marine?
One of our big accounts came in to
day and asked the writer if he could
talk to “fat stuff.” Of course, he be
ing a customer, he just couldn’t be
questioned much because we are sup
posed to know who we are working
with, when down the floor comes Dink
Singer. Customer looks at him and
said “theres’ my man.” We are not
insinuating that Dink took on some
weight while at Spray, but boys, what
did you do to him down there?
Karastan Girls Visit Service Club
Ruth Parchman, Rose Gill, Helen
Ficker and Mae Imbro had a very in
teresting visit June 16 to the handsome
Whitelaw Reid Mansion, opposite St.
Patrick’s Cathedral, newly decorated as
headquarters for the Women’s Military
Service Club, sponsored by Coty’s Inc.
They were personally conducted through
the club by Miss Mary Hughes, direc
tor of entertainment.
All said they were amazed that one
home could have so much splendor—
canvas paintings and gold trimmings
on ceilings and walls, Italian marble
fireplaces and stairway, inlaid walls
with hand carved trimmings, crystal
chandeliers, and a newly installed mod
ernistic powder room. But the girls
felt perfectly at home because of the
luxurious Karastan rugs on the floors.
The evening was topped off with a
concert by Conrad Thibault in the
beautiful gold music room. Although
our girls were wearing their feminine
best, they said it was the first time
they felt really conscious of their
civilian apparel with so many men and
women of our fighting forces around
them. The following morning Karastan
thought it was going to lose all of its
girls to the WAAC’s, WAVES, SPARS,
and MARINES.
You are all familiar with the fact
that a lot of our boys are in the ser
vice and trying for promotions to get
overseas. This morning we were sur
prised to receive a letter from Cadet
Randolph Johnston, imprinted with
his name, as well as on the letterhead.
Evidently he figures on being down
at Camp Lee permanently. Didn’t know
they did any fighting in Camp Lee,
Randy.
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Horace L. Holl-
Jiman: Horce is a
*3on of Mrs. Clara
I Holliman and has
I been in service for
|:iuite a while. He
is due to come
I home on furlough
I real soon and his
j friends will cer-
Icainly be glad to
see him again.
While we are not
at liberty to print
his address, we’ll
be very glad to give
it to you at any time.
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Sgt. George Denny is now located in
Millville, N. J., and says it has been a
long time since he was at home, in
Fieldale, and likes the Mill Whistle be
cause we carry some Fieldale news.
We’ll thank Dunkie and Gertrude for
you, George, and try to see that you
get your paper regularly.
Pfc. Benjamin F. Barker is one Mar
shall Field man who has seen about
all the action so far and has taken part
in all the major battles to date. Keep
right on pouring it to them, Ben, and
we’ll keep up our end. How about a
picture soon?
Pvt. Robert F. Turner, Jr., writes
from Salt Lake City and he’s quite
enthused about being a member of the
Air Force. Robert, we’re surprised you
didn’t know how to address our mail.
Don’t you remember “Dummy”—who
used to paddle you when you were
about three years old?
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There is always plenty of room at the
top because many who get there go to
sleep and fall off.
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Buy, Sell, Swap
WANTED—One Sam Brown belt. See
Archie Manuel, Karastan Mill.
FOR SALE—One hand capping ma
chine for capping tin cans. Will cap
No. 2 or No. 3 cans. Can use the
same cans three years. See E. H.
Mullins, No. 3 Eighth street, Fieldale.