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THE CADUCEUS
The Caduceus
WE THANK YOU
“DEDICATED TO THE CAUSE OF
WORLD WIDE JUSTICE.”
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Published every Saturday by the En
listed Personnel of the Base Hospital,
Camp Greene, Charlotte, N. C.
Business Office ; ’Phone 1530
Editorial Office—Building C-1, Base
Hospital.
Five Cents the Copy.
Sponsor Lieut. Walter Mytinger
Editor & Mgr. ..Sgt. Verlin J. Harrold
Associate Editors—
Avery Toohey
Harold Mills
Associate Business Managers—
Private Theodorlo Neal
Ivan H. Law.
Roy A. Evans.
Subscription representative—
Private Harvey Haynes.
TIGHTEN UP
“Everybody, tighten up.”
It is the call from Washington. It is the echo of the appeal which
sounded through England and France months and months ago. It is ad
dressed to every department of our civil and military life.
“Tighten up” brings the same thrili to every red-blooded American that
it -did when it rang across the athletic field in other days. .It makes one
think of the nerve-tingling movement when the result of the big game
hung in the balance when the rival team was weakening and the score
coming good but still the game was not won—when a careless error or a
moment of laxness might mean defeat—when every person in the grand
stand stood up, with muscles tense and all their spirit battling for the
home team. And in the moment before the next vital play the captain
raised his hands to form a megaphone before his mouth and shouted,
“Tighten up.”
Every member of the loyal host of “rooters” would have gladly taken
the place of any player in that testing moment. So is every true Amer
ican wrapped up heart and soul in every act of the brave lads who are
playing our greatest game. They know that the boys who do battle across
the sea .are expecting every support from, the “democracy fans” back home.
The soldiers are forced to give their energies to war work, now that
they have joined the colors, by the system of their organization. They are
willing to do more. In France we have the fine example of the Sammies us
ing the time of their leave from the front in aiding the French peasants
to harvest their crops of grain.
We who have been spared the shell shock and the watches on “No
Man’s Land” are asked to do just a little more saving than has been our
want. It is brought to us as an individuaT matter.
“Tighten up and win the war in 1919” is the call. Use as little sugar as
possible. Conserve gasoline. Mix all flour with other cereals. Make labor
count for the allies. Keep every mandate with a war winning will.
“We must strip to the bone,” comes Hoover’s latest appeal. “Make
the great conflict your most important business.”
How it rained last Saturday, from
morning till night! The weather offer
ed no sunny prospect for nearly 10,-
000 copies of The Caduceus.
Hut The Caduceus spirit proved it
self.
Thousands of civilians stopped in
the midst of the downpour to fish out
a nickle for the camp paper. Hundreds
of regular Caduceus customers waited
on the front porches of their homes
for their salesmen to appear. It was
the flnest kind of support and “we
thank you.”
There need be no patting on the
back for the fellows who supplement
ed their hospital work 'by a jaunt
through .the rain to stay by the job
of getting The Caduceus to the pub
lic. These men, who came in water
drenched, on Saturday night, ask no
Ijraise, but their “fighting it out”
shows the spark of that stuff which is
winning eternal fame “over there.”
COL. L. W.V. KENNON
The enlisted men, as well as
the official staff of Camp Greene;
feel deeply the loss of Colonel
Kennon, whose influence as.
camp commander had come
down through the ranks as a
spirit of gentle yet firm leader
ship of rarest quality.
If) was the whole-hearted will
of all that social activities in
which Camp Greene soldiers
had a part be suspended during
the period covering the inter
ment of the late camp comman
der.
We all feel that Camp Greene
suffers the loss of one who was
planning for the building of one
of the best army camps in the
United States and one who felt
an interest in .all the men un
der his command.
PERSHING’S BIRTHDAY.
Friday, the thirteenth, was the fifty-
ninth birthday of America’s war leader
in France, General John J. Pershing.
It was indeed an unlucky thirteenth
for Prussianism that gave to the Unit
ed States that trusted leader who has
so well organized the fighting sons of
democracy. Ths Americans rubbed
that fact in by carrying on a new at
tack upon the southern Tuton lines
and bringing the gravest peril to the
military machine of Kaiserism.
Germany could meet no more formid
able loe in the pain of her world con
quest than that self made general
leading a host of determined marines
and infantrymen against a portion of
her war strained line.
General Pers .ing is known as one
of the Dest of the “Common sense”
leaders as he works out his stands
upon a simple military basis and not
upon conjectured theories. He was
born at Laclede, Missouri, in 1877
taught a negro school in his home
town. He graduated from West Point
in 1886 and was a captain in the 10th
cavalry during the Spanish-American
W9,r. He has been in every campaign
since.
On March, 24, 1917 Pershing was
placed at the head of the American
forces abroad and on October. 4th of
the same year his commission as gen
eral was sent to France.
WAR JOKES NOW BECOME
CHESTNUTS.
“Tighten Up.”
We should deem it a privilege to skimp and save and give for the war
cause until it hurts. We must show our allies that we mean business to
our last man and dollar. The liberty we promise, the justice we demand,
is worth suffering for. We must consider a “bit” as a slacker’s allotment.
“Everybody tighten up.’
The joke about the firm that is mak
ing shells tor the Germans and will
get them over by seeding them to
France and let our boys deliver them.
The joke about the Irish officer who
said, “You too.”
AH jokes about colored soldiers and
saluting.
All jokes of that character which be
gin “The Germans have taken calomel
and cannot hold it.”
Exchange.