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LOTS OF BUSINESS
POST OFFICE CLERKS WORK
OVER TIME
Ihe past week has been a trying
one for the, Charlotte post office as
the Christmas rush has been on full
swing. Nearly all the Camp Greene
soldiers mailed their remembrances
during the week and in counter at
tacking force the influenza thinned
window has been strongly felt,
the ranks of the postal clerks until
there has been need for day and night
work. Nearly twenty of the post
office employees are at home because
of sickness and the pull of handling
the packages which have constantly
rolled in through the "for packages"
THE CADUCEUS
OLLOWING poem was written by two of the Student nurses
after a class announcement that there would be Ward Duty
on Christmas.
PROBS’ RAVIN’
MANY VOLUNTEER.
In response to a telegram recently
received by Colonel George A. Renn,
the commanding officer of the base
hospital, for assistance by the mem
bers of the army nurse corps at this
^tation, at the city of Atlanta, Ga. The
influenza epidemic in that city is rag
ing wildly and positions were offered
to all graduate nurses being dis
charged from this hospital. Many of
them have already volunteered their
services but must await discharge
from service to accept the offer.
Others to receive furloughs during
the past week were Sgt. Burlen Mahn
of the adjutant’s office who left for
Cambridge, Mass; Sgt. Lange of the
laboratory who has gone to Water-
bury. Conn; and Sgt. First class Yates
chief of the sanitary department who
has gone to Biddeford, Maine.
Mips Josephine Whidden. left this
hospital December 12 to proceed to
her home in Jacksonville, Fla., to
await relief from active service, hav
ing made application for discharge in
order that she' might resume her for
mer business.
Miss Theresa Sonner was called to
her home in Baltimore, Md., by the
illness of her sister.
APOLOGIES TO POE
Once upon a Christmas dreary, two lonesome probies weak and weary—
Falling out of bed to go to work once more,
MTille we nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping—
rudely rapping, rapping at the barracks door—
Tis Miss Uzelmeier we muttered “rapping at our barracks door”—
Only this, and nothing more.
Oh, distinctly we remember it is in the bleak December
And both over-sleeping probies knew this rap upon the door’
Eagerly we wished for Mother; as you know there is no other
Who would let us sleep as long as we’d adore.
Getting up like this on Christmas surely is an awful bore—
Quoth the Probies—“Nevermore”.
Presently one Prob grew stronger—hesitating then no longer.
Nurse” said she “or Madam, truly your forgiveness we Implore,
B^ the fact is, it is Christmas, and we thought we’d snooze some more,
men so faintly you came rapping, rapping at our barracks’ door
That we scarce were sure we heard you” so then we leaped upon the floor
Perched and sat, and nothing more.
There we sat engaged in guessing, showing yet no signs of dressing
To one another vowed that we would go back home once more-
“This is too much” one Prob said sighing, and the other sat there crying
We are going home to Mama, now we’ll get in bed once more—
We don’t have to work on Christmas, as we won’t be Probs no more—
Making up cots? Nevermore.
By Misses Vivian Atwood and Wilda Getty
EPISCOPAL SERVICE.
NOW OUT
A celebration 'of Holy Communion
will be held in the school room at 8
o’clock Christmas morning. All com
municants in any Christian church
' are invited to partake. The Rev. Rob
ert B. Owens of the Church of the
Holy Comforter, Charlotte, will offi
ciate.
Private Walter Kfaight or better
known as “In again out again” Knight
is now out. We trust that he remains
in his present healthy conditloia until
the next issue.
LET’S GO TO THE
Southern
Hotel and Cafe
FOR A REGULAR MEAL
From 1 1:30 a. m. to 8 p. m.
Just like mother used to cook
We never close
Who is the Best Shot
With a Rifle ?
Prove it at the
U. S. Shooting Gallery
The oldest and only
Shooting Gallery in Charlotte 0
J. H. THREATT, Prop.
509 West Trade Street
509 West Trade Street
J. H. THREATT, Prop.