DELIVERS THANKS
T gives me great pleasure to send you Christmas greetings,
as the year 1918 is closing with .its pleasures and its sorrows,
its smiles and its frowns.
The Caduceus of the Base Hospital of Camp Greene, which
budded and bloomed in May, 1918, and has continued to send
out its sunshine and its fragrance weekly, up to the present which cheered
the hearts and caused smiles to appear on the laces of thousands of the
Boys from week to week. This was made possible by the proficient and
L?v7cr4n le";tr“bTWot^^ hut remembered'by myself with a
fold remembrance and the courtesy shown me as Building Secretary of
Znf^tXaXcolonel Renn for,the noble respect and kindness shown
ml Ts ‘‘Y” mXalso Major Way, Major Sheaff, Capt. Ellen and in fact all
the officers whose names I cannot remember.
I thank the kind and noble nurses who received us with respect, and
Tunnv save their services in a Religious way.
ITlso want to thank the privates for their kindness, I now bid you all a
Happy Christmas by saying your work at Base Hospital seems to me to
have been well done. ^ Martin,
Secretary of Base Hospital Y. M. C. A.
MEDICAL SUPPLY
so IS OURS.
Got a peep at a diary one of the_fel
lows is keeping—no it wasn’t a diary
either it’s more of recolleotor. You
know, a jotting here and there to
bring back scenes of by-gone days, so
that in the far and distant future with
grandchildren on knee, etc., etc.
low doncha? Well, it runs something
like’this: Monday evening, six o’clock
—total capital 18c—barracks six^
wash, shave, shine; canteen—cig
arettes—change clothes. Red Cross,
pretty girls, dance, eleven bells,
sleep. Total capital 18c less smokes
15c; balance, postage stamp.
And so they have taken “Doc”
Arn from us and sent him to the
medical supply at Camp Gordon. Well,
all we wish is that the “blue, nur-
settes” there are as nice as our own
baby nurses. So long. Doc, see you in
Pittsburg shortly.
The following men have received
their discharges and are now either
at home or headed that way; Sergeant
Ralph Walters, Sergeant Ralph “Dad”
Logan, Privates Nichols, Russell and
Powell. “Who’s next?”
Christmas is near and tent No. 3
looks it. No, not decorations, but
packages. Received? Nope, going.
—Sergt D. M. Brill.
BATS SUGGEST
PRANK
PUTTER!.
The movies flickered
and then quit entirety
at the mid-week perfor
mance at the Hospital
“Y”, on Wednesday evening of this
week. There wag darkness and then
the electric lights were switched on
with the promise of an intermission.
Major Phillip A. Sheaffl was a mem
ber of the audience. At his side was
Secretary Martin of the Y. M,
“How about a look at the red bats
while we wait?” suggested the sec
retary.
The major was eager to view the
strange birds. He was escorted to
the rear of the room .and allowed , to
peer into the box where two healthy
American bricks repocKl. Tbe major
had gained the attention of the entire
audience during his exploit. Laughter
shook the building.
Major Sheaff was not to be baf
fled. He walked to the front of the
room.
“This affair gives me great plea
sure” he said. “It has been a long
time since I was able to bring so
much joy to such a large audience.
I assure you that I am much grati
fied.”
“The event calls to mind a boyish ■
prank (with no reflections on the sec
retary of this Y building)., that we
used to play on every new boy who
came to the little town where I lived.
“We asked him if he had seen the
Green Turtle. Of course he had not.
“The Green Turtle was a notorious
saloon of the town and to it’s swing
ing doors We escorted the victim. We
asked him to peep in at the Green
Turtle. When the unsuspecting urchin
looked through the door we gave him
a great shove, sending him tumbling
in on the bar-room floor.”
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