El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1917-03-19

ISOLATE him with the little coffee par
ties. the intent sessions Of card play
Ing. the novelty of new gold brick
ideas
Another Ell Pasoan.
So long little Jonesy-Cari Jones.
follower OF races and circuses We
shall think Of this little lad. with his
stubby nose and rudy face. wondering
if in civil life, as in the military. he is
tired with all his many important bust
neSseS OF the day. crawling with the
same old sense of luxury into his bunk.
In January, Capt Hardtsck q title
won by BraN Friend while driving a
truck with the Pershing expedition.
among men. There was only one OF his
pattern and when 4 surgeons certifi-
cate OF disability was granted (be-
cause OF a badly knitted set OF bones
in the left ARM we missed him We
missed the drawl that was strangely
his. the good natured winning the
enormous appetite for one so slender
and pale
some More Goodbyes.
Bon adventure 10 Sammy Ventura
My Wop." as Billie always called him.
He came down from the western land
OF oregon to soldier with US, and Fl
Paso knew him we'll What live wire
he TaS-how he loved a scrap. how his
arms moved like the strike OF a snake.
We shall remember how ne sang for
US, never too bored or worn for
song It was a good voice and IL al
ways sounded best when we Law orone
on our hunks.
And Elijah Barbee. al last came his
release How he waited and longed for
that release. Good luck. Elijah Bar
bee, may the gods be generous to you,
may the doors Of good fortune open ID
to you, may the nation never again
need you as at this critical time and
demand an additional sacrifice OF you.
You played your part with dignity and
courage
Goodbye little George wilIan-freck-
le-faced boy, also promoter, manager,
gold bricker. You filled in the empty
places well-friend to all men and en-
envy TO none In q way-not all the
way. but a little way, you were like
Kim" friend to the world. With you
there was never faction nor disccord
You laughed, you watched out for your
self, and best OF all you never shirked
the humber things in the ranks You
didn't give a fig about being refined
II il interfered with the kitchen po-
lice or the dog robbing and we admire
you for It
The Company Cook.
Shake, Carl Milleri Yours was the
hardest Job of all You surrendered
the privacy of being q private to cook
for US; not because you wanted the
bondage TO stewpans and blackened
pots, but beca use you knew you could
change the unhappy temper we had ali
fallen into through wretched food You
did more 10 better conditions among US
than any other man when the kitchen
claimed you, for you knew what it
meant to transform the raw product
into the delectable dish You drifted
away from US as q squad man when the
kitchen claimed you. but we shall re-
member YOU more as-Carl Miller OF the
old La J1tas days, when you lay in
the shade OF the 60 Dirty shack;
looked out upon the turbid Rio Grande
and silently hoped for a release
And it's au revOir TO Peter Pan
George Rivere. You went uD as fast as
the most of US stood still You de-
served all the stripes and labors that
came your way and We shall always
look back with interest to remember
how you pored over your records TO
make them straight; and how you
swore gently when other men would
have sworn terrificly. over all the old
debris Of surveyed tents. clothing, and
the heaps OF worn ordnance
A Bunch OF En-.
It's the parting of the way Quiet
and mysterious John G Counts; hot
headed and volcanic Frank Ross; gold
bricking J. T. Edwards, easy going
laconic Hamilton Baker. We wish you
the best of luck. Elmer H Lancaster.
with your slow ways and your reminis-
cent drawl: you. Bill Macarthur, with
your stare and bluffs and good natured
laugh; you, Allen c. Jones with your
devotion to the art Of bugle blowing:
you. Floyd C Hewitt. faithful worker
of the kitchen world: you, George Ha--
hey, with your ways of a little child
and the body of a giant; you, Lester
Harley with your remarka oily good
breeding at all times and under all
circumstances: you. Bill Malone, whim-
steal, droll, entirely likeable fellow;
you, Louie T. Sims, with your magma
ton and generosity: you. John P. Cow
ert, with a stack of good stories and
inimitable anecdotes: you, Sidney
Wharton, with your pride in things
military and your determination to
carry out the letter OF the law.
We part II has come. We are glad
We are sad draw the period. ! do il
reluctantly. For l. John Regain, shall
miss each and every one. perhaps the
most Of all You are my brothers OF
the khaki my brothers of the dusty
trail, my brothers OF the mess hall, the
tents and company streets. We did not
fight battles outside-but we did in