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Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
LET EVERY WOMAN HELP.
How VIZ May Attain the Stature OF
Our GRANDMOTHER.

How We May Attain the Stature OF
Our Grandmothers.
Fifty years have passed since Ameri-
can women have been able to show the
stuff they're made of.
Since the days when your mother and
mine scraped lint and prayed for the
reunion Of a divided nation we women
of America have come into wonderful
privileges.
Coeducation has become q magnif-
cent reality. In many lines Of industry
and commerce we have attained Il
measure Of economic independence of
which our grandmothers hardly dared
to dream. Medicine and the law have
opened their doors to us as practition-
ers. Statutes have been revised In
creasing our rights. When the owe
eign body of our government was called
to decide the grave question of declar-
ing war a woman sat In that historic
hall and cast her vote.
POP s-prtsrfiheg5es-we must paysiT
added responsibility. In this grave cri-
sis we must rise In the measure Of our
opportunities. We must prove that be-
stronger. more purposeful, re-
sourceful and If possible more patri
otto than our grandmothers.
How shall we reach this high stand
ardf How can we prove that we have
profted by our privileges and opportu-
nities7
First by rising superior to the petty
things which years of prosperity have
transformed from luxuries into neces-
stiles. Like Martha of old, some Of us
still cumber our days with such serv-
ing. We have come to concentrate on
such petty problems as curtains which
shall rouse the envy Of u friends. q
new frock in which daughter Edith
shall outshine her young friends, a ma
chine which shall outstrip u neigh
boris.
Today If we are to prove ourselves
worthy Of the privileges with which
progress and u country have en-
dowed us we will see something bigger
than neighborhood rivalry beyond the
III QCIOCA (oA ~ ~ OAA AA0O"0
men marching forward to right wrongs
Daughter Edith is no longer the family
beauty to be decked In high priced
finery, but a woman whose country
may call her to perform those grave
duties for which her broader education
has fitted her. The high power ma
chine no longer stands for personal
ease and pleasure. 1t becomes a mes
senger at the service of the govern.
ment. And this transformation of the
family viewpoint, of u national life
must come through women. Instead
of II must have" VIZ must learn to say
al do not need" For there is so little
that we really need, so much that we
can give to a world which calls as il
has never called beforeEAnna Steest
Richardson of the Vigilantes.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
Simplified Medicine.

We got drafts of recruits before we
went to the Somme, and some of our
wounded men were sent back to Eng
land, where we had left our safety
first battalion" That was really the
Fifty-frst battalion of the Fourth di-
vision of the Canadian forces, COM
posed of the physically rejected, men
recovering from wounds and men In
jured in training. The Tommies, how
ever, called it the safety first OF ma
jor Gilday's Light infantry" Major
Gilday was our battalion surgeon. He
was immensely popular, and he achiev-
ed a great name for himself. He made
one realize what a great personal
force a doctor can be and what an In
necessary elaboration there is In the
civil practice of medicine.
Under Major Gilday's administration
no man in our battalion was sick if he
could walk, and If he couldn't walk
there was a reasonable suspicion that
he was drunk. The major simplifed
medicine down to an exact science of
two forms OF treatment and two rem
edies-'number nines' and whale oil.
Number mines" were pale oval pills,
which, If they had been eggs. would
have run about eight to an omelet
for six persons. They had an internal
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24

pets or dugouts. The Communication
trenches were all blown IN. and every
thing had to come to us overland. with
the result hat we never were quite
sure when we would get ammunition.
rations or relief forces. The most w.
full thing was that the soil all about us
was filed with freshly buried men. If
we undertook to cut a trench or en-
large a funk hole our spades struck
into human flesh and the explosion of
a big shell along our line sent decom-
posed and d~ismembered and sickening
mementos of an earlier fight shower
ing among us. We lived in the muck
and stencil of glorious war, those of
us who lived.
The German Dugout-and What
They Found.
Here and there along this line were
the abandoned dugouts of the Ger
mans, and we made what use of them
we could. but that was little. | had
orders one day to locate a dugout and
prepare 1t for use as battalion head
quarters. When | led a squad In to
clean 1t up the odor was so overpower-
ing that we had to put on u gas
masks. On entering we first saw two
dead nurses with our CHASTITY fash
lights, one standing with her arm
around a post, just as she had stood
when gas or concusSion killed her.
Seated at a table in the middle of the
place was the body of an old general
of the German medical corps, his head
fallen between his hands. The task
of cleaning up was too dreadful for
us. We just tossed in four or five
fumite bombs and beat it out of there.
A few hours later we went into the
scared and empty cavern, made the
roof safe with new timbers and mott
fed battalion headquarters that the
place could be occupied.
During this time / witnessed a scene
which. with some others, / shall
forget. An old chaplain of the Cana
dian forces came to our trench section
seeking the grave Of his son, which
had been marked for him on a rude
map by an officer who had seen the
young mans burial. We managed to
find the spot, and at the old chaplain's
request we exhumed the body. Some
of us suggested to him that he give us
the Identification marks and retire out
of range of the shells which were
bursting all around us. We argued
that it was unwise for him to remain
In danger, but what we really intended
was that he should be saved the horror
Of seeing the pitiful thing which our
spades were about to uncover.
81 shall remain" was all he said
He was my boy"
1t proved that we had found the
right body. One of our men tried to
clear the features with his handker
chief, but ended by spreading the
handkerchief over the face. The old
chaplain stood beside the body and
removed his trench helmet, barring his
gray head to a dri2zle of rain that was
falling. Then while we stood by ST.
lently his voice rose amid the noise of
bursting shells, repeating the burial
service Of The Church of England. l
have never been so impressed by any
thing in my life as by that scene.
The dead man was a young captain.
He had been married to a lady of Bal
timore just before the outbreak of the
war.
The philosophy of the British Tom
mics and the Canadians and the Aus
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24

A FEW days after the bombing
~ raid, which ended so disastrous
ly for us, our battalion was re-
lieved from duty on the front line, and
the tip we got was that we were to go
down to the big show then taking
place on the Somme. Our relief was
a division of Australians. You see,
the sector which we had held in Bel
GUM was a sort of preparatory school
for the regular fighting over in France.
1t wasn't long before we got into
what you might call the big league
contest, but In the meanwhile we had
a little rest from battling Fritz and
the opportunity to observe some things
which seem to me to be worth telling
about. Those of you who are exclu-
sively fond of the stirring detail of
war, such as shooting and being shot
at and bombing and bayoneting, need
only skip a little of this. We had an
entirely satisfactory amount of smoke
and excitement later.
As soon as our relief battalion had
got in we moved back to Poperinghe
for a couple of days rest. We were a
pretty contented and jovial lot, our
platoon especially. We were all glad to
get away from the strain of holding a
front trench, and there were other ad-
vantages. For instance. the altera-
lions of our muster due to casualties
had not come through battalion head
quarters, and therefore we had in our
platoon sixty-three run rations night
and morning and only sixteen men.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
"0vfR THERE
The Thrill and the He'll OF
the Trenches, Described
by an American Boy.

Sergeant Alexander McClintock Of Lex.
ington, KY, and the Canadian Army Has
Gripping Tale That Every American Will
Read, For He Tells the Facts-Unadorn-
ed. Wounded, a Distinguished Conduct
Medal Man, He Was Invalided Home,
but Is Going "0ut There" Again to Fight
For Uncle Sam and His Allies. An In
spring, Interesting, Personal Narrative,
Full Of the Spirit and Atmosphere of the
Trenches.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24

The fifth article of this remarkable
personal narrative will appear oon
1t is entitled:
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
No. 4. Shifted to
the SOnlrle
By Sergeant Alexander McClintock,
D. c. M, 87th Overseas Batt..
Canadian Gren. Guards.
Copyright, 1917. by the Bell Syn
dictate, Inc.

Sergeant McCIintock ts an American
boy of Lexington, KY, soho has seen
serpice In France, oGs decorated for
braOery, aoounded, in0GHded home and
Hosc is returning to accept a commits
sion. This Is the fourth article IN the
series. In the first article he told Of
his training up to the point sohere he
reached the front line trenches. In the
second he outlined the elaborate prepd-
rG1ons for q bomb raid, and In the
third the disastrous raid Uds described.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
askad Lamb chops.

Dip chops in egg and then in cracker
crumbs. Season the same as for frying.
Place In a hot oven and basic with but
her and water. Bake quickly.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24

tralians OH the Somme was a remark-
able reflection of their fine courage
through all that hell. They went about
their work paying no attention to the
flying death about them.
IF Fritz has a shell with your name
and number on it," said a British Tom
my to me one day, you're going to get
it, whether you're in the front line or
seven miles back; if he hasn't, you're
all right"
Fine fighters all. And the Scotch
kilties, lovingly called by the Germans
1.-The women from hell" have the re-
spect of all armies. We saw little of
the poilus. except a few on leave. All
the men are self sacrificing to n an
other in that big melting pot from
which so few ever emerge whole. The
only things it is legitimate to steal in
the code of the trenches are rum and
flags (cigarettes). Every other pos
session is as safe as if it wore a patent
lock.
The fifth article of this remarkable
personal narrative will appear soon
1t is entitled:
Ne. 5.-Wounded In Action.
This article describes the terrible fight
the dead and dying, the loss of a pal and
the final falling of McClintock In No
Mans Land. Simply told, it is one of the
most remarkable descriptions of a battle
by a participant ever put together.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
SPORT
How Natty ls White Jer-
sey Put Up Like This.

With a knife plated sport skirt of
white and brown striped serge is worn
this slip-on blouse of white silk jersey,
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24
The Cooks Tour"

On the night when we went In to In
spect the positions we were to hold, our
scouts, leading us through the fat des
ert of destruction. got completely turn
ed round and took us back through a
trench composed of shell holes con-
nected up until we ran into a battal-
ion of another brigade. The place was
dreadful beyond words. The stencil
of the dead was sickening. In many
places arms and legs of dead men
stuck out of the trench walls.
We made a fresh start after u blum
der, moving in single file and keeping
in touch each with the man ahead of
him. We stumbled along in the dark
ness through this awful labyrinth until
we ran into some of our own scouts
at 2 a. m. and found that we were
halfway across No Mans land, sew
eral hundred yards beyond our front
line and likely to be utterly wiped out
in twenty seconds should the Germans
sight us. Fine guides we had on this
Cooks tour" At last we reached
our proper position, and fifteen min
utes after we got there a whfz-bang, a
low explosive murderer, buried me
completely. They had to dig me out.
A few minutes later a high explosive
shell fell in a trench section where
three of our men were stationed. All
we could find after it exploded were
one arm and one leg. which we buried.
The trenches were without trench
mats, and the mud was from six inches
to three feet deep all through them.
There were no dugouts, only merely
miserable funk holes" dug where it
was possible to dig them without I'M
covering dead men. We remained in
this position four days, from the 18th
to the 21st of October, 1916.
There were reasons, of course, for
the difference between conditions in
Belgium and on the Somme. On the
Somme we were constantly preparing
for a new advance, and we were only
temporarily established on ground
which we had but recently taken after
long drumming with big guns. The
trenches were merely shell holes con-
nected by bitches. Our old and ubiqui-
tous and ~variously useful friend, the
sandbag, was not present in any ca
pacity, and therefore we had no para
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24

adorned with a silk eagle atop u flag.
Slipper pockets and a string belt are
the right finish for SO smart a garment,
a real vacation outfit.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-24

him. Within sight of the spot where
he sat wondering he later fell in action
and died. The scene which so Inn
pressed him gave us all a feeling of
great awe. Great shells from a thou
sand guns were streaking and crisis
crossing the sky. Without glasses l
counted thirty-nine of u observation
balloons. Away off in the distance l
saw one German captive balloon. The
other aircraft were u~ncountable. They
were everywhere, apparently In hun
dreds. There could have been no more
wonderful panorama picture of war in
it's new aspect
Our battalion was in and out of the
town of Albert several days waiting
for orders. The battle of Courcelette
was then in progress, and the First.
Second and Third Canadian divisions
were holding front positions at terri
bic cost. In the first part of October,
1916, we went in" opposite the ia
nous Regina trench. The battle-ground
was Just miles and miles of debris and
shell holes. Before we went to our
position the officers and non-coms
were taken In by scouts to get the lay
of the land. These trips were called
Cooks tours On one of them l
went through the town of Poizers
twice and didn't know it. 1t had a
population of $4,000 before the war.
On the spot where it had stood not
even a whole brick was left. it seemed.
It's demolition vas complete. That
was an example of the condition of the
whole country over which our forces
had blasted their way for ten miles
since the previous July. There were
not even landmarks left.
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1917-04-06

Mrs. w. ]. Black was made hap
py Sunday by a, visit from her two
sons, Ben and Jordan. who nave
been with the Fifth Regiment, on
the border. Jordan has gained
thfrty-six pounds, and both are
looking well.
Marietta relatives of Mrs. P o.
McLain who went to her funeral
in Acworth last Friday were Mr.
and Mrs. E. H. Northcutt. Mr. and
Mrs. George Northcutt, Mrs. Charles
Northcutt, Mrs. Harold Hawkins,
Mrs. Howard Northcutt, Mrs. John
Collins, Mrs. Roy Collins, Mr.. aud
Mrs Milton McLain and Mr.. Fate
McLain.
Martha Johnson, the little daugh-
ter of DR.. and Mrs. J.W. Johnson,
on Atlanta street, celebrated her
eighth birthday recently, by inyit-
ing fourteen little friends to spend
the afternoon. Various games were
played and a happy time was spent
by the little folks. Pink and white
ice cream and cake were served at
a round table which had in the cen
ire a candelabrum holding pink can
dies.
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1917-04-06
HOWARD N0RTHCUTTS
BIRTHDAY.

Howard Northcutt's fifth birth
day was happily celebrated on April
the End at his home on Roswell
street.
Both his grandmothers, Mrs. G.
w. York and Mrs. e. II. Northcutt,
were there and his aunts Mrs. Ed
gar Handy and Mrs. Harold Haw-
kins assisted in entertaining.
The birthday cake was waite
with five white candles on it and
pink ice cream, served in cones,
and fancy individual cakes formed
the refreshments.
Candy eggs were hidden on the
lawn and many games were also
played there even to demonstra-
ton of red cross nurses and wound
ed soldiers.
the presents were received on a
table in the reception hall and were
enough to delight the heart of any
five year old boy. There was only
one pistol but three pocket knives,
several balls, two summer suits and
neck ties silk socks and handker-
cniefs enough to keep him well sup
piled all summer. Then there were
marbles, games, toys, an Easter
chicken, rabbit in a cart and
boxes Of nice candy.
Howard's guests included his
cousins and his little neighbors and
were Kathryn, Helen and Annie
Benson, Guy Swanson, Tony Carter,
Mildred and Ralph Benson, Louise
and Herbert Land, Elizabeth, Ruth,
Sarah Frances, George, Jr., and
Douglas Northcutt, Sarah Frances
Hyde, Frances Hardeman, Jean
and Carol Clark, Ruth Noe, Lillian
Medford, Charles Handy, J. c. aud
Bill Ward, Oma Cox, Frank Lee and
James Hardeman, William Black,
Adelen Coyle, Lucille Feagin, Louise
and Pat Bishop, Helen and Jean
Keeffe
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1917-04-06
KENNESAW CHAPTER
ENTERTAINS.

The weather was ideally spring
like on Thursday afternoon, and be-
tween forty and fifty ladies were
present to enjoy the program pre-
pared by Kennesaw Chapter, U. D.
c., at Mrs. McEachern's hospitable
home.
Mrs John Warren gave several
piano selections, and when all had
assembled, the audience joined in
singing America"
Then there were recitations by
two attractive young girls. Guar
lotte Northcutt and Mamie Conner.
The first recitation was called "The
Last Confederate Soldier" and the
other was THE Boys Who Tramped
With Lee, which was doubly inter
esting as the poem was written by
Prof Dumas, Superintendent of
our schools.
Mrs. Patton and Mrs. Warren
sang a duet, ''The Old Folks At
Home" and a quartette composed
of Mrs. Patton, Miss Rambo, Mrs.
Warren and Mrs. C. P. Stephens,
sang Loves Old Sweet Song, and
as an encore, THE Widow Brown. -
Some instrumental music pre-
coded the appearance of Miss Ram
DO in group of readings. Her cos
tune was particularly charming
and she looked indeed like "a belle
of the Sixties" as she swept into
the room. The full hoped skirt
of white net was caught at inter
walls with punches of pink roses, and
the basque of pink satin had tiny
puffed sleeves of net The poke
bonnet, lined with frills of white
lace and trimmed in pink flowers,
was especially becoming. Miss
Rambo gave first a musical recita-
ton called Consolation, with
Mrs. Hedges at the piano, and IN
response to repeated encores gave
what | Shall Do, "The Cuckoo's
Wooing", Dear Little Woman o.
Nine, and Nothing But Love"
After a piano number by Mary
Holland, refreshments consisting of
coffee, tea, sandwiches and crackers
were served the guests, the plates
eacn holding a small bouquet of
Confederate" violets.
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1917-04-06
social at1o personal

Gas. 26 IL cents at Dobbs.
Mrs. D. W. Blair spent Monday
in Atlanta.
Mrs. D. G. Kellogg is sick with
grip at her home on the car line.
~ Miss Evelyn Clay attended the
ball game in Atlanta last Satur-
day
Miss Lottie Lou Murray spent last
Friday in Atlanta with Mrs. w. T..
Terrell
Miss Mary Bob Huson, of Allan
ia, visited the Misses Schilling last
Sunday.
Ask Smith & Ward about Gold
Dust" Flour. If
Miss Eunice Collier, of Atlanta,
spent the weekend with Mrs. Her
bert Hague.
Mr.. Roger Alling, with the Fifth
regiment, came up and spent Sun
day with Mrs. Grant and Mrs. Ora
ham.
Mrs. Kennedy. who has been at
Miami, Fla. came up with Mrs. Har-
ry Dewar and is stopping with Mrs.
E. j. Seize.
Mr.. and Mrs. Ben T. Dyer and
Mrs. J. w. Dyer, of Atlanta, spent
Friday with Mrs. E. Matthews, on
Roswell Street.
Mrs. Harry Dewar, who has been
spending the winter in Miami, Fla,
is coming to Marietta and will spend
sometime with Mrs. E. J. Seize.
Miss Grace Bloodworth, of At
lanta, was the guest of Miss Hooper
Wikle, and attended the dance at
the Club last Friday evening.
Miss Ruth Dunn, of Opelika, Ala,
VINO is attending school in Atlanta,
will spend the weekend with Mrs.
j. M. Austin.
The Choral Club met last Thurs
day with the President, Miss Vir-
ginia Crosby, and the next meeting
will be with Miss Odessa Clifford,
on Thursday evening, at 1880.
Mrs. Lena Swift Huntley, of At
lanta, spent Tuesday with Mr.. and
Mrs. Tom Swift who have just re-
turned from pleasant visit to New
York.
Dobbs Hardware Store.
Farmers, save money on Plows at
Mr.. and Mrs. E. T. Brown and
little son, Edward, and Mr.. Grover
Meinert, of Atlanta, were guests of
Mr.. and Mrs. Henry Meinert last
Sunday
One of the features of the VauGe-
vile entertainment on April 10th
will be musical quarrel" be-
tween two of our popular young ma
irons, which is so realistic that for
a moment one thinks it serious.
The entertainment at the Audi
forum on April 10th by local talent
will have many attractive features
and some of our friends will APP
pear in new roles, revealing unr
dreamed of talents
Mrs. Herbert Hague will accom-
pany Mr.. Hague on a short visit TO
Birmingham, leaving on the 18th,
and Mrs. Rawson Collier will be
with Miss Elizabeth Hague during
their absence.
Dobbs Hardware Store is the best
place to buy Automobile Oils.