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Associate Editor ^ Avery Toohey
Associated Business Manager—
Ivan H. Law.
Roy A. Evans.
Dudley M. Sarfaty.
The army departments have called
upon The (Jaducetis to deliver new and
helpful messages to the Camp Greene
soldiers and the thousands of civil
ian readers of the camp paper.
From the ofSce of the Surgeon Gen
eral comes the weekly news _ feature,
exclusively for The Caduceus and tell
ing the latest activities of the medical
The “Waste Not” campaign of the
Reclamation department is being
waged through the columns of The
In the near future a series of edito
rials on phrases of sanitation, and
sctraight from the desk of the sani
tary department, will be added to the
instructive features of the Camp
OUR NEW h ONOR ROLL
MISS LILLIAN WARD, NURSE, WESTMINSTER, VERMONT.
TROY L. LEWALLEN, HIGH POINT, NORTH CAROLINA.
CHARLES L. SCHLINK, NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA.
LOUIS J. LAZZARO, BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
The names we honor here are of a nurse and enlisted members of the
U. S. Army base hospital. Camp Greene. They fell in the line of duty of
aiding to battle the Spanish influenza at the camp.
The trying period of the influenza epidemic among the soldiers is an
other show of where the medical force faced a new form of menace and
won their fight. There are but a lew cases of the disease at the camp where
the promise of two weeks ago was that of thousands of brave lads fallen. -
The labor of the entire base hospital personnel, in their efforts for
prevention and in the care of the hundreds of cases of influenza, which
crowded the wards for a time, has been nothing short of heroic.
The crisis, reached a week ago, brought the call for the limited number
of men and nurses at the hospital to labor day and night among the suf
ferers. Every hour the ambulances brought more influenza victims with
their need of immediate and careful treatment. Rumor held that the plague
had only started.
But the hospital force stood firm with the determination that every
man and woman of the personnel would give their last ounce of effort for
the cause at hand.
Lieutenant-Colonel George A. Renn, commanding officer, who set about
to organize every department to its utmost capacity, did not have to call
for extra labor. He had only to point out what was wanted.
Officers worked in the receiving ward and in the hospital wards through
double shifts and offered to remain at their posts as long as needed.
Nurses, with their proverbial, tireless patience, took on an extra ward
when necessary and hurried in silence from cot to cot. Here and there a
nurse was taken down by the disease against which she worked. All her
will for recovery was in order that she might the more quickly return to
her labor. She was fighting with a woman’s unconquerable endurance
- against a form of that foe which has been her professional enemy.
The only fatality in the ranks of the nurses is that of Miss Ward, who
was the first woman to be attacked by the disease she tried to drive from
The enlisted men of the hospital, the clerks, the farmers, the artisans
of other days, were no less ardent in their efforts during the crisis. Many
of them, including the three influenza victims named above, had recently
been transferred to the hospital from camp units and had undergone no
former ward training. They went into the sick-ladened halls where every
breath seemed burdened with deathly germs. They went unflinchingly.
There was no show of panic among the new-comers. The experiencd ward
men worked over-time to aid their comrades in their trying tasks.
To those who went down in the battle, which has been as real in its
testing responsibility as any conflict across the seas, we pay the tribute of
honored memory. They were unfalteringly true to the cause. They gave
that last full measure of devotion for the honor of America’s soldiery and
theirs is the deep respect which the medical department holds for every
on of its heroic dead.
QUITE A SUM
NEEDED TO CARE FOR ARMY
The Fourth Liberty Loan will come
in handy to make a few purchases
for the army, as the report from the
Quartermaster General’s office and
which gets out the expense of buying
a few things for the men in khaki last
Tomatoes, $1,736,163; exaporated
milk, $323,400; hard bread, $1,168,375;
salmon, $269,274; flour, $701,069; su
gar, $84,18b; lard substitutes, $28,079;
jam, $41,702; fresh beef, $3,255,758;
pork, $176,147; sirup, $25,500; rice,
$22,144; dehydrated vegetables, $16,-
750; coffee, $115,199; candy, $19,250;
canned beans, $206,953. Purchases of
iorage for horses included: Oats, $1,-
123,850; bran, rye and barley, $42,823;
hay, $61»,386. Soap purchases to the
amount of $264,539 were also made
THE SCOURGE OF PROFANITY.
(N. C. State Journal.)
One of the things considered nec
essary in the maintainance of army
discipline is the use of profanity. It
is as false as the theory that social
lines should be drawn between officers
and men off duty.
There is no more need for profanity
in the army than out of it, which is
to say that there is no place for it
anywhere among decent people.
It takes no brains to “cuss.” Any
sort of a hobo can lay a college pro
fessor in the shade in the variety and
fluence of his profanity, sometimes. In
fact, the coarser and commoner he is,
as a rule, he is the more varied and
vigorous the vocabulary of the pro
fane swearer. The habit is appalling
ly common. The air in some sections
is poisoned with profanity.
The third commandment is as bind
ing as any one of the ten. The ris
ing generation, it is to be feared, do
not so regard it, because they hear
it and because they hear it from their
elders and no protest against it. The
old reverence for the name of the Al
mighty is fading away.
From “way out in Indiana” comes
the following series of verse from
“a constant reader” who signs E. M.
C. to a neat letter of apreciation for
the merits of the hospital magazine
and who suggests that these stanzas
might “cheer a discontented soul.”
IT MUST BE TRUE.
“Eve did wonders, and I’ll swear
She was very smart and swanky;
But will you tell me how and where
She carried her little hankie?”
“Well, Adam hasn’t anything
On her, by any chance;
I'll bet he couldn’t scratch, by jing,
A match upon his pants.”
“The day was never dull and gray
Cause some comforts he did lack;
For his Missing Rib could never say.
“Dear, hook me up the back!”
E. M. C.