The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1918-12-06

Man can do most anything. from patch.
In up busted matrimonies to putin
ice In the family refrig. Carl Wall
! burger was busted up when he heard
] he was agoin' to Use the little house
! he an his frau had most paid for,
| cause they couldn't dig Up the interest.
| The Red Cross Man wrote to somebody
! an one Gay Carl was a-smilin' all over
; LIS Dutch phis, cause he'd got q letter
sayin' he could pay the interest when
he'd cracked Kaiser Bills strong box.
CarlS United Suites if he is Dutch. He
wuzn't aroun' when they picked his
name. Motors don't 90 dead when he's
given tlDn the once over"
There's that Red Cross on that um-
brellas'
Bet y'ur neck The NJ. Ps wuz get
tin their kukus dried up, standin' out
in the sun keepin' the trucks from
a-gettin' damned 1T the crossin's. The
Red Cross Man got umbrellas an put
EN- on those platforms, an now the
NJ. Ps amt afraid o loosin' their think
boxes an are all scrappin' for shady
crossin' job. He's always doin' some
thin for the boys. Last winter, when
we most froZe stiff, he got fifteen thou
sand blankets, an sweaters, an muf-
tlers, an gloves, an sox to keep US
warm. They say he worked four days
an nights fore he got us warm and
feein' timber. Last Xmas he. give US
dandy boxes of stuff, candy an the
makin's, an lot Of stuff. Made US
feel like ole Santa hadn't passed us
up but had come a-slidin' down our
tent pole"
Helped Him Out Then.
"Nhere'd you learn to know him."
Him ana me got real chummy last
spring when | wuZ in the hospital aft
er that propeller blade, mussed me UP
some. He'd come aroun' to see me
most every day. Always had some
dim to say thar made me feel better.
Why, the nurse'd get so she'd bring
me that damned hospital cocktail when
he wuz there, cause she knowed I'd
take it without cussin'."
"a cocktail. an you cussin? Quit
your kiddin'."
'There you 90 again, shown what |
you don't know. Nike my boy, hos !
pital cocktail is just plain straight /
castor oil, without any water as a
chaser. Take it from me an stay !
away from them docs at the hos |
IS
tails. The nurse 1ole me they most |
run out of the burned stuff one day, |
an the next batch had got tied up with |
red tape an couldn't get in. She said |
the patients wuz all a-gettin' sick, !
cause they get well to keep from get I
tin them cocktails, but the Red Cross !
Man went out an bought a hogshead
or two and the patients began to get !,
well again, SOS they could do without
their toddy. She tole me mustn't hold
It agin the Red Cross Man tho, cause i
the docs tole him to get 1t, an that \
be gave right smart nicer things to the H
hospital than them burned cocktails
t makes me cuss to think about 'em.
Well, wuz a-tellin' you how me and Il
him got chummy. He saw I couldn't u
write. account my bum wing, an he
asked me If didn't want him to write
ny letters. had him write to moth
r, an, after we'd got acquainted, I
lsked him to write to Nellie, my best
,irl back home. I reckon he thought
vuz some mush on her all right, but
lie never said nothin'; just put it down
ike 1 tole him. He looked funny
roun' the eyes sometimes, but I
eckon he wuz happy cause we wuz
vritin' to my Nellie. When the does
cts me go, l wuE't good for nothin'
n wanted to go hor3e till got strong,
nut l didn't have the coin for the fare
III the way up to Indiana. But darn
ny cats, that Red Cross Man got me q
cave an then loaned me the cash to
%. II
Paying Back Loan. II
"He didn't charge me no interest
either. l got it most all paid back
ow. but he amt pushin' ME none for
!. Nell says she's a-gOin' to kiss the
led Cross Man first chance she gets.
Veil, / reckon he's the only bird about
his post she's got my o. K. to kiss II
he's got the nerve. The Red Cross
ian says he can stand 1t. II she can.
hats his quarters over there with the
ed roof and the sign out In front. He's
OF card in the door that says. Come
y an you don't have to stand at a'ten-
hun when you talk to him. He pushes
ut chair. passes the smokes, an
rst thing you know you're tellin' him
II about yourself and all your trou. :
les. 1t don't make no diff what's got
our goat. he'll sure find sonethin' to
lake you feel better or forget 1t. II
on ever get the blues, or the willies,
q GOO hin, ho,c hot4o,. &ha.