The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1917-08-02
TWO THOUSAND
SAY GOODBYE
18th co. GETS IMPRESSIVE SENDOFF
ROusing Addresses Delivered by Bishop
Paddock and Bill Sunday-"TO He'll
with KaiSers," Says Latter

duuOth anu Dili ouhudl lO Hull
with Kaisers," Says Latter
The events of last Sunday afternoon
will never be forgotten in Hood River.
They will be overshadowed by just one
other event, and that will be when the
boys of Twelfth Company. who were
given a royal send-off as they entrained
Sunday afternoon, come marchingsback
to the mothers, the wives, the sweet
hearts and the friends, who admire,
respect and love them.
A crowd, estimated at 1000. was at
the station to see the men leaving for
Fort Stevens. People began assem-.
bling almost an hour before train time,
automobiles were parked for blocks
round.
No Hood River scene has ever been
more impressive. Amid the cheers of
assembled friends the men in olive
drab, escorted by the blue-clad MEM
bers of the local post of the Grand Ar
my of the Republic, arrived in march
ing column from the temporary camps
at the station.
AS the n stalwart, uniformed lads
drew to attention in imposing line in
the shadow of the Mount Hood Hotel
| Capt. Wilbur announced that Bishop X.
L. Paddock, of the eastern Oregon dio-
cese of the Episcopal church, would
deliver short farewell address. Bish-
op Paddock, who has offered his own
services to his country and who expects
call to serve as chaplain on a foreign
field, was to have delivered the sermon
at special services planned for Sunday
afternoon at the open air theatre.
Since the boys were called to mobilize
before the service could be held, it was
befitting that he should express the
feeling of Hood River in goodbye
talk.
Bishop Paddock's words were of
pride in the Hood River body of fine
men. The thoughts, as expressed by
him, tended to lift the sadness that
was ever ready to surge in upon the
emotions of the big crowd.
'This is not the time for what news
paper men are wont to call sob stuff"
said the prominent Episcopal minister,
but rather for the ruling feeling of
pride in these men, who we feel con-
| uuSIlI Will w ItlCll lulI dutJ Ill
ing the honor of their country, and we
almost envy them the splendid oppor-
tunity that is theirs. They have Of
fered themselves in cause that is
greater than patriotism. They have
enlisted for what we may call new in
ternationlism. The United States is in
| the war for no selfish motive, but in
behalf of the great brotherhood of ma.
tions, of humanity and freedom.
81 sometimes think that the Power
Above has permitted this war, in order
that America may be awakened from
her indifference, her seifishness and her
commercialism. A country, like
man, may gain great possessions and
prosper but at the same time lose its
soul. These men who are leaving us
today may be making great material
sacrifices-home, business and friends,
but they are saving their souls and
proving their manhood.
In his conclusion Bishop Paddock
sketched the rise of the great banner,
the Stars and Stripes, and he issued
call to other men, who are in position,
to rally to the noblest of all calls, that
of serving ones country.
Breaking ranks, the men made the
most of the few minutes intervening
until the arrival of the train, receiving
the handshakes of neighbors and the
parting embraces of mothers. wives
| and sweethearts, while the local band
played patriotic airs. Then Mayor
Dumble introduced the noted evan
gelist.
Fired by the words of Billy Sunday,
| the ruling emotion of sadness gave way
to one of pride and the Columbia Gorge
echoed with the volume of the thou
sands of cheering voices.
"Such sight as this" cried the
noted preacher in voice that reached
the farthest edges of the big crowd
and hushed even the whisper of those
uttering farewells, "makes me glad
! that | am an American, and | can well
say that we are with you, Woodrow
Wilson, and to hell with the kaiser.
And o proud we are of you boys to-
dav, for you are ready to do your part
| in crushing the Prussian autocracy that
threatens the world. You are going to
fight, my boys, and if you cross the
sea, for some of you this may be your
last glimpse of these fir-clad hills of
Oregon, and old Mount Hood may be
| waving her farewell kiss.
"But not one of these mothers, not
one of these fathers, not one of these
little children, even though they may
not now be big enough to understand,
but will be glad and proud. for they
known that you are fighting for that
| Flag. The Stars and Stripes have been
/ in many fix since l776 but never yet
/ have they trailed the ground.
"Pour ray of, sunshine into rat
hole, and it is no longer fit home for
rats. The rats have to move or re-
form. Your action, boys, has been the
raw of sunshine that makes the Hood
River Valley no longer fit place for
pro-Germans or slackers.
An incoming train whistled, some
one gave command, and as MIR. Sun.
day stepped down from his imrovised
rostrum overlooking the crowds, he
cried, God speed, boys, and may the
Lord bless you.
Entraining was but a matter of a
minute, and as the locomotive pulled
and the cars, each window and vestl-
buled door framing from two to three
of the 80 representative Hood River
Valley boys, drew away, with Bishop
Paddock and Major F. c. Brosius,
Oregon Medical Corps, retired, lead
ing, the big crowd gave three mighty
'rahs and tiger.
With the men of the company busy
Sunday morning striking camp and
packing equipment, no visitors were
allowed except for relatives of the sol.
Siers. Shortly after mess, Artillery
park was cleared, and the men were
ready for the command to march tc
the station.
All of the artillerymen and theil
officers declare that the five days Of
camp experience, made possible by The
pride and interest of city authoritie:
will be most valuable. And among th'
boys one heard universally expressions
of appreciation of the privilege of us
ing the camp. Before the men en-
eamped, one heard the criticism tha
tha mooded snot would be left coyeret