The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-12-03

l petites as sharp as their recent cries over Wilson extras. Headed by Thomas Cum mings and Goldman Oakley of the Scout drump corps, they paraded through the city on their way to "Gibson's Home on the Mountain" Their big banners told the story: White Gibsons Barbecue" Bir- mingham Newsboys Republic. Service" and ''The Boys Club" and their faces, their yells, and their songs repeated it. As they marched down Twentieth street the hearts of many of Birmingham's big men were thrilled to see them. Earnest workers, supporters of themselves and their homes, selling papers that they may keep body and soul together, that they may stay in school, and that they may grow into the same kind of manhood as their friend awaiting their coming out on the mountain.
 HIKE TO MOUNTAIN
 The hike to the Edgewood car line, the trolley ride and the hike up the noun tain was:
 '''A long way to White Gibsons.
 It's long way to hike;
 It's a long way to White Gibsons,
 To the man we all like.
 Goodbye Grits and Gravy,
 Farewell, Hardin Square.
 It's long, long way to Red Mountain
 But the Big Eats are right there!"
 For, when they arrived the feast was ready: Barbecue, turkey. pies and applies and everything. It was too good to wait, for the newspaper reporters were on their way, and the ladies of the Boys club, and even the camera man. MT. Gibson said get ready, and soon the war on Tur- key had begun. And Mrs. Prowell, Mrs. Mountfort, Mrs Woodson, Mrs. Barnes, Mrs. Ballard. Miss Chisholm, Miss Will liams Miss Woodson and Dr. Ballard all got there a long time after Goldman Oak ley blew mess.
 PRESIDENTS SPEECH
 After the dinner came the speech-mak- ing, of course. Ben Gross was master of ceremonies. Julius Stein, president of the Republic, thanked MT. Gibson; Moses Sigler, vice president, thanked Mrs. Prowell that the Boys club fostered the newsboys' organization; Miss Chisholm told the boys how the newspapers appre- ciated their efforts; Dr. Ballard spoke for the Scouts, and M-- Gibson made the boys a talk that hit the nail right on the head Mr Gibson had been there. The boys knew it. And they listened we'll for as they looked about them, and felt within them literally and figuratively, they knew that what he said could be true of them, too, if they only willed it.
 The outing was brought to a close by singing and yelling: Polly Wolly Doo- dle," "'Tater Pie' and ''Dem Bones Gwi- ner Rise Again were rendered for the benefit of Mrs. Gibson and her assist ants And as the boys went down the mountain they were heard singing: 70, what's the matter with Gibson? Hes
 all right!''
 o. Whats the matter. with Gibson. They
 named him right!
 He's the best we ever saw; he's the man
 that we are for!
 o, what's the matter with Gibson? He's
 all right!'
 And MT. Gibson smiled-just smiled-in his modest way. to know he had made so many hearts happy and so many-well. he had given them so much to eat And, as he and Mrs. Gibson stood on the front porch of their beautiful mountain home, they looked way down into the valley below to see the boys-just newsboys- but what the child welfare department at Washington terms 'the best newsboys in the country" going back to Birming- ham to sell The Age-Herald, the News and the Ledger.