The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1918-10-08

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Mr.. Glenn Rainey, Dawson News
Dear Glen: One of the most welcome
visitors I have is The Dawson News.
l anxiously await its arrival weekly.
Dawson seems like home to me.
There is something about the town
and people which kinder makes fell
low proud that he once lived there.
l frequently see statements in The
News about paper economy and know
the weekly paper is being shut down
on account of the scarcity of paper
For that reason am taking the priv
ilege of telling you something about
waste of newspaper that you may not
know, hoping it may be of some bene-
fit to you as we'll as other weekly
papers affected. Why don't you fell
lows jump on the big dailies that are
profiteering beyond all limits of JUS
tice and truth? For instance, in the
city of Pittsburg, Pa, Williamsburg
is residential suburb) there are
about six big daily papers. Each puts
out several big, fat extras every day.
About all there is to these extras is
big scare, unfounded headlines and a
waste of paper. Each successive ex-
| ira contradicts the one before it and
adds another unfounded headline
| The public, eager for news from the
front, buys the papers only to throw
them down in disgust. Why permit
the big dailies to profteer and waste
in this way? One issue day is all
that is necessary.
l guess you wonder what l am do
ing here and why am not in France.
Whether you know it or not, l am a
graduate of the Alabama Polytechnic
Institute in electrical engineering.
Two days after leaving Dawson l dis
covered that there was a great open
ing in the electrical field, so changed
my plans and came to PittSburg,
where / went to work for the West
inghouse Electric and Manufacturing
company on emergency feet work.
For that reason the government has
kept me here to help supply the boys
over there. While you read in the
papers daily of the thousands and
thousands of boys going over and of
the large number of ships necessary
to transport them, did you ever Won
der where these ships came from?
Did you ever wonder who made the
guns, the shells, the tanks, the aero
planes, and thousands of other things
necessary for soldiers? If you could
drop into Pittsburg for a few hours
your eyes would open to a sight of
marvellous war activity. You would
see things you never dreamed of be-
fore. The hustle, hustle and war spir-
it would enwrap you. You would feel
as if you had been transplanted into
the supply camp of the American
army. You would witness hundreds
and hundreds of big grey govern
ment trucks daily making their way
to the coast with supplies. You
would see thousands of service flags,
many with gold stars, waving from
nearly every home in the city. You
would see many convalescent soldiers
from the front walking the streets
and in the hospitals, or showing their
trophies of war to friends. You
would see old men and women step
ping in, taking the places of the boys
in every way possible. You would
see street cars, manned by men of
grey hairs, crowded with women on
their way to munition factories hours
before day break every morning. You
would see the black smoke of indus
try curling up by day, and the lights
from the factory windows at night
signifying that every effort is being
spent to make the boys something to
fight with. You would hear the whis-
tie and grind of locomotives as the
loaded freight trains leave here one
right after another, and then you
would be surprised to know that
there are not trains enough to move
the material as fast as it is made.
You would see the men at home, the
soldier of labor, fighting by his daily
toll just as bravely, just as patriotic
and just as important as the fellow
in the uniform.
To give YOU view within the con-
fines of the Westinghouse Electric
and Manufacturing company, where !
work, must first get you pass the
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