The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1918-12-05
kids JUDGE BRINGS
WORD FROM TIE BOYS
JUDGE BEN LIW5e=y PICTURES
n%SErVArr ION nv WAR SER
VICE IN FRANCE.
BOYS PROBABLY EARNEST
~.'~hcn You See Waat These Ladies
are Doing, How the He'll Can
Kid Keep from Being Good?
BY. JUDGE BEN LINDSEY.

A good express ON for American
enthusiasm is Il I'm crazy about
this, that or the o--ser thing that ex
cites our admrataoa." Well, Il am
crazy about the Salvation Army
the Salvation Army as / saw it and
mingled with it and the doughboys
III the trenches. And when | hap
lened to be passing through Chicago
today and saw an appeal in The Trl
0une for the Sals ton Army l re-
nlembered what car boys so often
SECUTED out to me- rs | Cassed them
in the trenches sad back OF the
lines. Judge, When you get back
home tell the folks not to forget the
Salvation Army They are the rea.
thing" =,
il. Has Eaten Their Doughnuts.
And | know they are the real thing.
have shared with the boys the
doughnuts and chocolate and coffee
that. seemed to be SO much better
than any other d34ghruLs Or coffee
or chocolate l ever tasted before.
And when it seem ed so wonderful to
me after just ml1d sort of expert
ence down saeu swept road,
through the damp and cold of a
French winter day, what must il be
to those boys after trench raids or
redhot scraps down rain soaked
trenches or under the wet mists Of
No Mans land?
How well remember after the
Battle of Sheispsay," as our boys
called it, following with one Of them
an exciting chase around dead mans
curve down from the heights of
Beaumont to draw up breathlessly
in shell torn village to be vel
coined by de gang" as II It might
seem at home, with the wild Joyful
acclaim. Come this way, Judge, ths
old Salvation Army is sticking with
US like q brother-sinkers and choc-
olate, coffee and all"
Visited Them In Cellas..!
And down around the broken
buildings. with shells whizzing over
head, I was rushed BY a group Of
CHEEKY doughboys to meet MIS- So
and So. and Miss So and So (thetr
names somewhere in my note book,
down An old cellar, cleared of de-
bris.
Over the chees1est flre l ever saw,
boiling In good American lard, were
bhe finest lot Of fried cakes 1 ever
put In my mouth In America two
If them-however good-would have
put me out Of business-but two,
.hree, four, and five only served to
Khet my appetite, to the delight Of
one Of the boys-who was just a
good natured little rascal in my
court seven years before And If all
his for a sedentary Judge; what
must It have meant to those boys?
DO you wonder they love the Saliva
ion Army?
Listen to some Of the stories they
ell me: you see, Judge. the good
lid Salvation Army is the real thing.
They don't put on no airs. There
Unit no fiub dub about 'em and you.
lon't see their mugs in the fancy
magazines much. why, you, would
never see one of them +. in Paris
IrotInd the hotels. Good Lord. you'd
lever know they existed, judge, un-l
ess you came right. .up here as close
o the front lines as the colorel will.
ct you" -,
why. Judge" said an enthusiastic
he seemed just: that, SO
'oyish in his after the
'attle yesterday we couldn't get
hose women 'oSt of the village till
hey'd seen every fellow had at.1east
dozen fried; cakes and all the cof-
ZEE or chocolate he could, pile in. We
lust had to drag EN- OUT. for. the
'oys love 'em-we yeren.t goin' to
AXE no chances. Not much, for our
Salvation ladies'"
Boys Help the Workers..
And there in the old cellars the
,oys crowded around helping the
assies With their work-one prepar-
ng great. half barrel like a tin tub
or the roasting fire,, another sneak
ng out under shell fire bringing in
he wood, as he never did for moth
n back home in all his life, SO joy
'ul at the task, eyes beaming with
as ! the fried cakes
:racaied and sizzled with each new
,anful piled into the boiling grease
l felt like kid myself, and no
more than those boys, can ever
.orget that CHEEKY fireside beyond
shell torn Seicheprey, down in that
I'D cellar as the sparks few up, no
brighter than these boys eyes az
hey seemed glued to the sizzling
pots, when not munching doughnuts
ind gulping down their hot coffee
Is they never did before. o, It was
great.
"And say, Judge" chirped a rudy
aced, stomach joyed kid, these guys
iont preach to lis. neither. They
lust feed us up-that's what they
40. And when you see what those
ladies' are dong, now the hell can