Bisbee daily review., 1917-09-06
 FROM COUNTY
 LEAVE CITY
''Farewell' Is Offered First of Cochise County's Conting- ent Who Leave to Begin Training for Work in the Trenches in France.

Yesterday at 5:3O. a special Pull man car rolled slowly away to the south, its windows crowded with faces of thirty-four splendid young men. Their lips were smiling, but tear stained eyes bespoke of deeper emo tions. Their voices called laughing 'au revoirs," but each man wonder ed if it was an au revoir. None dared to say ''farewell". On the plat form, a vast assembly stood and rais- ed cheer. Strong men stood there and watched grimly, while unchecked tears chased one another down their cheeks. Mothers. sisters, and sweet hearts waved one last goodbye, pray ed a silent prayer, and turned away with the grief in their hearts which only women know in parting. Chil- dren, hardly understanding. stood si- lent and quiet. A change had been been wrought in B.sbee. The war had begun to strike home.
 Counting the Cost.
 What day it was! There was none of Mondays gala spirit in the air. Rather it seemed like a holy day in Rome. People were thinking big thoughts. and shifty-four men were counting the costs and preparing to pay the price in fuh
 Reception To Men.
 All the morning did these men and their five alternates drill. At noon, they went to the Y. NJ. c. A. In the lobby punch was served, and an infor- nal reception was held. At l o'clock beautifully appointed luncheon be- gan. All of the men, save one, were present. The one had learned that he was not going to go, and his grief was too great to permit him to attend.
 Luncheon Spread.
 Gathered about the table were many types of men. There were the big men of the city, and then there were the honor guests. Some of them tanned giants: other seemed hardly more than fair-faced boys. The occa- sion was both joyful and solemn, for the laughs of these new soldiers were mellowed by the realization that they had but a few hours more in Blighty" that is, at home. For some of them, perhaps, it was the last meal among their flesh and blood-a thought occa- sionally sketched in some passing ex- pression on their faces. More than one of them concentrated his gaze on the red carnations, the white das- ies, and the blue batchelor buttons that were arranged about the board, and surrendered to the contemplation of what that trinity of colors was go- ing to mean to him.
 Lighthearted Men.
 But there's no denying the light heartednness of your American, How they grinned when they looked at the elaborately prepared dishes set before them and thought of their ra- tiOns a week hence. Creamed chicken, wonderful fruit salad made up the main party; celery and olives formed the advance guard; preserves. candies and hot biscuits were the fiankers, and pie ala mode, coffee. cigars, and cigarettes made the rear guard. Food for the gods" and for the day these men who ate of it were gods. Grace Asked.
 Dr. Brewster asked grace after each man had located himself through his fiag-adorned place card. and after the luncheon was completed and ci- gars had been lighter. Arthur Notman. the toas s;master. introduced c. F. Phil brook The latter. always a strong. | forceful speaker. was at his best He i spoke gracefully and pleasantly. urg- | ing a pure. clean manhood on the men during their army careers. Don't for ferget your homes or your mothers, boys" he said. And write to your mothers-and the grill"
 City Attorney Speaks.
 Sam Kyle was the next man intro duced. and he too. dwelt on the mo- rality of these new soldiers. Every one applauded vigorously when he told Of that day when the "Sammies" march down the streets of Berlin with flags flying and with bands playing "There'll Be a Hot Time in the Old (Conffnuad nm Dago Thraal