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May 7, 1945 THE MILL WHISTLE Page Five ON THE JOB FOR UNCLE SAM A Corner For Our Boys in the Armed Forces. A week or two ago you saw the pic ture of one of those boys. At that time he was a bridegroom. Now you see the other side of the picture— he’s on K. P. The man is Pfc. Durwood Moore, who was recentiy married to charming Miss Gwen Fulcher. The other man is Cpl. Roy Woodall. Both were formerly employed in the Blanket Mill . They entered the army together and after two years in widely seperate camps are again together at Camp Howze, Texas. Nice scrubbing, fellows. V . . . — James A. Hop kins is a son of Mr. and Mrs. J. D. Hopkins. B e f ore entering the ser vice he was em ployed at the Karastan Milk He trained at Camp B 1 a n d i n g, Fla., and is now at a P.O.E. V . . . — Fred Allen once rushed into Pennsyl vania Station in New York to buy a ticket to Chicago. “Do you want to go by Buffalo?” ask ed the agent. “I should say not,” Allen barked drily. “I want to go by train.” John n. Stevens, H.A. 1/c, who has returned to his base in Jacksonville, Fla., after a 17-day leave with his wife and mother in Draper. John has many friends in Draper who were glad to see him and hope he can return soon. Fvt. Ellis C. Hale is a son of Mr. and Mrs. Claude Hale, of Draper. He has been in the army for a year or more and at last reports he was somewhere in France, but we suspect he is in Ger many by now. The three broth ers shown here are sons of Mr. and Mrs. James M. M u r p h y, of Spray. They are, left to right. Pvt. James W. Mur phy, who is some- whe:e in Europe, oresumably France or Ger many, Cpl. Paul R. M’jrphy, whose latest address on our files is Crmp Shelby, Miss., and Ralph R. Murphy, 1/c, who is somewhere in the Pacific. V . . . — Don’t let up, or you’ll let a fighter down. Keep buying War Bonds—and keep them. Project in Common Humanity The following article was taken from the New York Herald Tribune for April 17, 1945: A unique demonstration of faith is the five-year plan of the American Mission to Lepers launched this April, 1945. An attack on leprosy, that lowly disease which from most ancient times has bid highest for pity and mercy, would be commendable at any time. But now in the midst of war and world reorganization for peace it proffers shining proof of the indestructibility of the human spirit. The planning enlists eminent men and women so busy in the campaign against more deadly viruses of war and national rivalries that they might have been forgiven had they said, “Wait until after the war.” After all, leprosy is a disease far removed from the actual knowledge of most Americans. But they did not wait. Rather, they have lent their names and prestige, under the leadership of Luther H. Hodges, vice-president of Marshall Field & Co., to a $500,000 five-year plan to train a great international army of workers to halt the advance of leprosy. The disease has, without doubt, spread dangerously in war time not only through neglect but through intent. One recalls the dis persal by the Japanese of leper colonies on Okinawa when the Americans ar rived. The mission’s educational pro gram will operate in Burma, only now being wrested from the Japanese; in Thailand, still completely under Japanese domination; in India, China and Korea, in Ethiopia and Liberia. This anti-leprosy program has been called the most inexpensive five-year plan ever proposed. It is interdenomi national and international. It is of the spirit of the late President Roosevelt’s Four Freedoms, with emphasis on free dom from fear and from want. It is of the spirit of Wendell Willkie’s “One World,” recognizing that what happens to the, lowliest anywhere in this earth affects other men everywhere. One needs only get in touch with Mr. Hod ges’s headquarters, at 156 Fifth Avenue, to invest in this post-war project in common humanity. V . . . — A red-haired boy applied for a job in a butcher shop. “How much will you give me?” “Three dollars a week; but what can you do to make yourself useful around a butcher shop?” “Anything.” “Well, be specific. Can you dress a chicken?” “Not on three dollars a week,” said the boy. V . . . — Telephone operator to new girl she is' breaking in: “No, honey, you say, ‘Just a moment, please’, not ‘Hang onto your pants, mister’. ”
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