Omaha daily bee., 1916-01-02
COOK GOES AWAY,
BUT HUNGRY FEED
JUST THE SAME
Captain Kline of Salvation Army
Not Daunted at Big Meal by
Loss of His Cook at
Critical Time.
ETENoGRAPHER PLAYS CHEF
Does the Work to Satisfaction of
Many Persons Seeking
Food.
ALL GOES OFF IN FINE SHAPE

Just as the New Years dinner was
ready to be served to the men at the
y Salvation Army Industrial Home,
Eleventh and Dodge streets, yester-
day, Cook Stigtz got terrible tooth
ache that sent him off in a hurry to
The dentists.
There in the kitchen was the food
"a pile OF meat all cut up from
blight turkeys and twelve chickens,
washboiler full of mashed potatoes,
kettles of carrots. corn. gravy and
big boiler of savory coffee.
Out in the big room were the
hungry men, nearly hundred Of
Them.
Captain Kline leaped into the breach
hnd soon he had his stenographer, Wal
Der Monroe. arrayed in blue apron that
Extended from his neck to the floor.
Walter was appointed Dispenser Of Tur-
key.
Dishwasher Larson, grey bearded and
willing handed, was put in charge of the
wash boiler Of mashed potatoes.
Sergeant Joe Alice slipped an old shirt
helped Foreman Hodge In placing big
pitchers filled with coffee on the tables
There were six big tables seating eighty
lnen and when the call was given they
Rwere soon filled.
y Some hobbled in on crutches. NJ. j
lCavanaugh, a skilled tailor down on his
fortunes for the time being and a mem
ber of the industrial home staff, was
among them Mr.. Cavanaugh repairs old
clothing that comes in and makes Il
lit to wear. He can take the velvet from
woman's hat and make as fine vel
vet collar as a man could want on his
best overcoat.
When they were all seated, Captain
1<line asked Gods blessing, while the mer
sat with bowed heads Several voiced
loud, "amen's' as the prayer was con
cluded. "
20. Lord, bless US and keep us during
khe yeRg 1916 were the last words OF
the prayer and the next breath the cap
tain spoke TO the men. Go to It, now
men. and II you don't see what you want
ask for it."
With q right good will they fell to Il
like the best of trencfler men. Hardly
b. word was spoken. A perfectly behaved
gathering It was. Fortune. perhaps had
not smiled her sweetest on them but
when good digestion waits on appetite
and turley'n gravy on both, why:
Let the world slide, let the world go
A fig for care and fig for woe,
And II can't pay. why can owe,
And death makes equal the high ant
low''
Then the captain. while he hustled
around and saw that everybody hac
turkey and things. made a little i'm
promptu address in the vernacular whicl
bill understand. He said;
Il don't want you fellows to get thu
Idea that the Salvation Army anG th'
u Liberal People Help.
Ncaptain are giving you this feed. It's tn,
liberal people of Omaha that are slip
ping you this grub. All we did was t
prepare 1t and serve 1t. If had dependet
on the income from the industrial hom
to put this feed across I'd have bumpe,
the grit sure.
What I did to get this dinner 70
you was to go to some men and hi
'em up for a piece of change and the,
kicked In with from 81 to SO. I ha'
Enough regard for men who are down an
put 10 bum these folks for the casl
and they're the ones you can thank tina
your bolts are tight today. A happy NeN
fYar to you ALL,
When, at last, the eighty could ca
Ino more there were still some other
waiting for the second table. Word ha
gone out that all would be accommodate
''as long as the grub holds out" For
tunateIy Il held out just about as lon
ms the hungry did, Supply and deman
were exhausted at about the same time
much to the satisfaction of the fed an
the feeders.