The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-06-19
ONE PHASE OF The WAR,
The Leave Takings and Heartaches Pic.
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Are Sadie the NJ,
ar Observation-Disclosures Followed Tears
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Copyright, 1898.

laid their hearts bare for every gossip to
tear to pieces
ana yet that day as the regiment pass
ca some OF us laughed. A pretty girl
: a1o'uihs close to the curb threw a white
loSe 70 young man VINO seemed to have
( nooouy 10 notice him, and after he caught
II while they halted he scribblad sonnetbi1o
on a card and aimed it so wen Thar il feii
at her feet. Somebody else near nv heard
Her say TO herself, Il VIII write him an
occasional letter 1t is the duty of every
american woman to encourage our brave
soldler boys" And l laughed once TOO
mere came a gay lad whose one idea used
" oe tne latest style in dress or In man
hers, who paid more attention TO polisning
mis- finger nails than his brains. but VINO
haa certainly grown into being a real man.
not merely Johnny boy. He had forgot
zen all aoout his dainty hands since he ad
learned how to care for his rifle and all his
trdpplngs. He used to boast at afternoon
.e"S that there were only certain kinds
Vi emma out of which he could take the
cup Whlch cheers, but now, bless his neart
he drinks coffee out of tin cun and when
say coffee" in this connection. il is cutie
proper TO nave 1t followed by an interroga-
'loh marx, Tor army coffee lacks the flavor
pr that which comes direct from Java.
1ilen crled again, for close 10 the curb
was a pretty girl with eyes fun of tears.
- ~ SiHS VI 1lGI Was nSE mother EXmDd-
lhlZlhS with her and on the other a mes
senger boy holding a flag which he was in
structed 10 wave and a box that looked as
IL might nave sandwiches in it, a flask
that certainly did not hold water and a
punch OF roses. 1t is not often that a mes
SeHSer boy Wlll carry such a lot of things,
Out When 1t is for a soldier do believe he
would make an eXertion and hurry.
And she? She had been married the day
before yesterday, and she was standing out
IN the cold and rain that she might wave
goodby TO her bridegroom. When he came.
the messenger boy was showed into the
ranks, and notwithstanding they tried TO
push MIN out, with the beautiful persist
ehce OF MS kind he managed to deliver
everything except the flowers.
And they had a note in them!
But my little lady plucked up her cour-
age, took the note out, stuck it in her
pocket, took her bouquet apart and began
10 throw her flowers at whoever passed.
Suddenly a flower hit the face of a man
who turned and looked. Who do you think
1t was? The valet of my Johnny boy
marching just beside him. They used to
be master and man, but now they are COM
rades. Surely nothing brings about a state
OF equality like war. And the reason why?
II is because when men are banded to-
gether with one great object In view rank
Is forgotten, wealth is as nothing, and
each mans value is according to the BRAY
cry he shows.
All bravery does not lie in the fighting,
my friend. There are the awful fevers to
be met. There are the hours when the
soldier boy has to stand in the rain wet
to the skin and bear It with patience
since it is the order of the captain. He is
a poor soldier who does not know how to
obey. After all, that perhaps is the most
difficult thing to do. You can rush out on
he
In your veins on fire you can fight to re-
Venge all those suffering women and chill
dren, you can revenge our brave Ameri-
can sailors, but during the long, waiting
days when the orders are only to obey or
ders you think 1t is little tiresome.
But learn it, my soldier boy. Remem-
Der that great armies are formed only
by this perfect system of each man doing
his own duty in whatever position he has
been placed Then the result is victory
Remember that to be victors you must
sink every particle of personal vanity and
be at the last one of the great army whose
victory is certain, and then how proud
you will be when the woman who loves
you takes you in her arms and Is proud
of you! Victory is not achieved by the
entire army, but by each man who, being
a good fighter, has been one who tends to
make the great army. When the long,
lonely days come and there is no fighting
do not try to shirk the everyday duties.
Do not when off duty hunt up all the
bad whisky you can find, but just take
up a book of verses written by a man
who knows the soldier as no other man
in this world knows, a man who Is at
once a man and a poet. There is much
he has to say to you, and, following him,
you viii understand the wisdom of his ad-
vice, and by praying well and fighting
we'll you will make yourself a noble gen.
tleman and can, if need should be, "go
to your God like a soldier" Bah.