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I ’ 1■ * . l'- ■: 1.^ ■ p : THE CADUCEUS. The Caduceus keepthefile HAVE BUILDED BABELS. ; it ! I'J? i'■ i S' ■j i rN I ' ' ■:% K 4;^ 1 , ■ 4.!::* I.'k::'?; kJi 'laJ y r i‘ ■ 1'^; i ^ ^; I . V j! - ■fil"' .111 1 I ■■4: “DEDICATED TO THE CAUSE OF WORLD WIDE JUSTICE.” Published every Saturday by the En listed Personnel ot the Base Hospital, Camp Greene, Charlotte, N. C. Business Office ’Phone 1530 Editorial Office—Barracks Five, Base Hospital. Five CeiitH the Copy. •v'- Ijieut. Walter Myting-er Editor & Mgr Pvt. Verlin J. Harrold Associate Editors— Avery Toohey Harold Mills Associate Business Managers— Private Theodoric Neal Ivan H. Law. Sterling E. Perry. .Subscription representative— I’rivate Harvey Haynes. Despite the fact that thousaiid.s of coDiea of The Caduceus are put out in Charlotte each Saturday there is al- v.-a.ys sohteliody missed or av.’ay from the city on that day. Li case of any such error you can secure f copy of TJ'o KDU-C-US at the following magazine stands: I-’arher Railway News, V.hi.it Trade, Selwyn Hot li. Church and Trade. McGee Cigar sVre, South l.ryoii. Fiecimont Hotel, South Tryuit Southern Railway Station, Sioiiewall Hole;, West TraJ.-. New Central Hotel, South Tryou. Bai ringer’s Be ok Store, North T ■ you .IlKoklenburg tiotel, W,est Trade. Brockmann & Company, South Tryon. Smith’s Bo'ok Store, We>st Trade, T. M. C. A. desk, South Tryon. EASING THE BURDEN ~ The troop trains will not be forgotten when the war ends. To anybody who has watched those long strings of black coaches with every window filled with a khaki clad form, which waved and shouted in boyish glee, every passenger train in the future will suggest the sad, grand days when America’s youth, in all its enthusiasm and courage, was being hurried towards Berlin. To those of us who have been transported from camps and forts, half way across the continent, to our present station, and to our comrades who have gone before us to join our undaunted allies upon the field of battle, the long, hot, dusty journeys on the troop trains will linger in the shadows of distressing memories through all the passing years. Now and then there is a bright spot in those trying, racking travels of the sailors and soldiers and that is the canteen service of the Red Crosis workers. To those of us who have made the fatig'ueing train trips across the rolling miles and miles of sun-swept valleys and hills, the refreshing aids of the kindly women, who bear the crimson cross, can never he forgotten. Their service of dropping their family duties and hurrying to meet the soldier trains with cool drinks of lemonade in summer and steaming hot coffee in winter, will bo recorded by us as a part of that war memory which is fine and sweet and strengthening. The need of canteen service was apparent with the first movement of troops. The spirit of the Red Cross, which is the embodiment of thought fulness and care, became active at once to give comfort to the men Just as there were scores of women who were willing to give of their time and energies to sew and wrap and roll bits of gauze and linen, many hours each w'eek, in order to do a bit to aid the men at the front, so were there volunteers in every railroad city, town and junction to take time off to bring a touch of home to “somebody’s boy.” What the canteen workers are doing is what every mother would like to do for her son. She would gladly meet the troop train, which carries her boy, at every station and smile at him through her tears and wave him "God’s speed.” She would eagerly pack a lunch for her soldier son to take on his journey eastward. She would count any sacrifice that she might make a privilege—but the miles prevent. And so in the mother spirit of those who have formed the Red Cross departments the women who knit and sew and meet troop trains count their efforts a privilege. For the motherless boy they bring a bit of tender comfort and service that calls the light of happiness into his eyes. It has shown us tiiat somebody cares and that somebody is the woman hood of America. The earnestness of the women of our land has given our battle missic’'' the zeal of a holy crusade. Wte think of the horrors of Belgium and France and with a new light in our eyes we take up our allotted war work. We resolve before God that no iron heel shall trod our shores and menace Columbia’s womanhood while we have a spark of strength to grapple with the foe. All thoughts of trials and pains are gone as we think of the tireless efforts of the women who hasten at every call of “A troop train is coming” and who prepare the delicacies for the passing men; the women who smile and wave and turn to brush away a tear before they return to their horop^ to pray for victory to the cause of justice. . It is that unwavering spirit of American womanhood, coursing in the veins of the sons they nourished in the wholesome atmosphere of freedom which is striking terror to the hearts of those subjects of autocracy who meet their uncheckable drives. It is for the honor of those who have proven worthy of our noblest thoughts and bravest deeds that we resolve to win or die. Superficial peoiile assume that when the Teutonic powers have once been completely defeated, international crime will have been effectually dis couraged for the future and progress will continue uninterruptedly along the old lines. Thoughtful people are not content with so easy an optimism. They see in the first place that it will be extremely difficult to ensure peace and progress by any new political de vices or by a redistribution of terri tory. In the .second place they see that the hope of the world lies in the revision of ideals; there must be an ethical change. This change is even now going on. It seems clear after this war is over men will find that their whole attitude toward life is altered. Not only will they look upon large questions with new eye.s, but they will feel a differ ence in their subconscious reactions their impulses, their ideals. The lesson learned from the war will be formulated in a thousand dif ferent ways. Emphasis will be laid anew upon efficiency and prepared ness; peace will be extolled as never before; progress will be re-defined. But what is the great underlying les son that we are to learn? Common sense and common con- ■science have always taught men that lilessings limit one another but the spirit of man revolts against limita tions. Man is extreme even in his virtues; he builds towers of Babel; he is wise. Sometimes for brief pe riods there is wisdom. We have made the discovery that it is possible to be good without being dismal. On the contrary, it is easy at least for our young peo])le to believe that it is ])os- sible to combine irresponsibility and efficiency to be entirely carefree and perfectly good. We want both ex tremes. The world has, hoped to secure peace by preparing for war; it has tried to admire all ideals equally and has pursued contradictory aims with unexampled energy. Our age desired power but it also desired in all sin cerity character, equity, justice, truth and good. It was easily angered if any one doubted of these virtues. Un fortunately if it wanted their blessings it was not the less constrained by dominative passions and interests to sacrifice them daily to its desire for riches and power. There is something wholesome and inspiring in the exhortation to the world to return to the worship of that God who is the guardian of all. —By Guglielius Ferraro. WIN IN A WALK. The Chicago Tribune oflers the following suggestion for winning the war in a hurry; Sir—As a measure of war economy erect a large, modern hospital twenty miles from the front, insert a select as sortment of wounded German officers with German surgeons and orderlies in attendance, mark it an dthe surround ing landscape with the largest Red Cross procurable and let (German.) nature take its course.
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