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16 \- i 1. I fU If' ? fe ! >-’i “ $ THE CADUCEUS TEUTON HATE COULD NEVER STOP THESE SMILES U\ I -> f.'Sti; —Photo By Toohey. SECOND GROUP OF WOUNDED MEN FROM OVERSEAS TO REACH U. S. ARMY BASE HOSPITAL Autocracy ^ied mighty hard to put these fellows out of the big fight. With shrapnel and high explosives and a w Kaiser’s fighters sue ceeded in downing this group of men, who had gone to the front from North and South Carolina, but the spirit of the wounded “doughboys” only caused their comrades to strike the harder. It is the nerve which brings these men smiling from their cots of pain that shook the German morale and hastened the end of the war. , members of the group, which is gathered by The Caduceus photographer on the side porch of vmrd C-3 are, reading the top row of men, from left to right—White, McLane, Sheean, Harkenbroad. Standing m the second row, from left to right,, Hauck, Keesler, Stroupe, Watts,, Mullis, Corbett, Cromer. Loven, Dannenberg, Lancaster, '^omas. Seated, Bauch, Rdy, Hardison, Wooten, Clapp, Simpson and Briggs. Standing in the doorway are Lieutenant Dew, in charge of w^rd C-3 and Nurse, Miss Keefe. PAL O’ MINE (Co-ntinued from Page 5) by a clique of hunters who put their cognomen before that of the Almighty. His mater began to be disturbed by the change in his manner and won dered what the outcome would be, but the climax came at the dusk of a November day, when at the evening meal, he announced that he had made plans to join the foreign legion, saying that his thirst for romance and to de fend the weak would make his y«ung life complete. A rare spirit say"eth you, but it’s the truth, partner, I swear it is. So just before a Gray Ocean Liner, pulled away from its moorings, a sil ver-haired mother with lips that quiv ered, told him that he had the blood of a Machree and that her Rosary would always follow Him; and then the most adorable girl in the world, lean ed up against his Brown Benny and gave him a look. Well, you know, partner, the kind that makes the world go round. Tommy had been in training four months when his outfit of the for eign legion was sent up to the front line for its baptism. In a letter to his mother describing this he said: “Gee, Ma, you should have seen our battalions as we swung towards the scene of the stately drama that was writ by the hand that peoples the air. Far away in the distance the sun was playing tag with our colors, and we all were singing and laughing accom panied by the roar of the artillery orchestra. Gee, I never was so happy in my life and if I could just have pressed my lips against your cheeks of satin my Dream of Romance would have been complete. But Tommy’s dream of the romantic was shattered at Flanders because he fell with his comrades on the blood stained but reconquered fields of Prance. Back home they received the news with bowed heads. The Spar tan mother and the most adorable girl—well why say any more? The mayor announced that a memorial service would be held in Tommy’s honor. So on Sunday the little church around the corner was filled when the domine arose to tell about the gallant knight who fell with his face turned towards the foe. What he said brief ly was this.” Brethren Tommy Bayes was one in a million, also the reason why Columbus wanted to discover America was because he had the fore sight to see that lads like Tommy would hail from Columbia and he held that a yearling who after kissing his mother and sweetheart good-bye was willing to “Go West” for ideals, was a 1,000 years ahead of the guy who would stand without being hitched. In Tommy’s home town the whis tles blow as usual, the sons of toil still hang over the bridge, whist par ties and dances go on, unmated cou ples wander hand in hand under the same old harvest moon, but wherever you go some one is sure to say, “Gee, how I miss him, that Old Pal O’ Idina,” Yes, partner, that’s what they say, I swear it is. Up and,onward. Live in the pres ent with glad thoughts of the past and hopes for the future so shall you do the work that is yours to do well and bravely. ,!
The Caduceus (Charlotte, N.C.)
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