The central record. (Lancaster, Ky.) 18??-current, 1918-11-07
Elizabeth Ford.
Written especially for Recruiters
Bulletin)
BY WALLACE IRWIN.


gave US viii 90 down in Marine Corps
history at any rate. Elizabeth Ford.
as the regiment knows her, has a
unique career she carried every
thing from sick men TO bareback
then she had two months in the
trenches near Verdun aud at the end
II seemed as though she would have
to go to the scrap heap 49,. In some
way the men, who have an affection
for her that you can hardly compre-
bend, patched her together and came
up here ani she rose to the heights
of her service and her records. That
night we took Bouresches with TWEEN
ty-odd men. o.. The road was under
heavy shell and machine gun fire.
For the next five days she made the
trip night and day, and for one per
iod ran almost every hour for thirty
six hours. She not only carried am
munition out to the men who were
less than 200 yards from the Boche,
but rations and pyrotechics; and then
to the battalion on the left Of the
road in those evil Belleau Woods, she
carried the same. the water. which
was scarce there. go. The last time
saw her she was resting against a
stone wall in the little square Of
Lucyle- Bocage. shell-wrecked town.
and she was the most battered object
in the town. - tExtract from
letter Of Marine officer
We carried her over the sea, we did.
And taught her to hep. hep, hep
\ cute little jimmy all noisy and tinny
But full Of American pep.
Recruited into the Corps she was
She came Of her own accord
We flew at her spanker the globe and
the anchor
And named her Elizabeth Ford
Cute little Lizabeth. dear little
Lizabeth.
Bonnie Elizabeth Ford
She was short and squat, but her nose
was sot
For the lIindenburg lino-O Lord.
She hated Hun like a son-of-a-gun,
The Kaiser she plumb abhorred.
Did chunky Elizabeth. hunky Eliza
beth.
Spunky Elizabeth Ford.
We took her along on our hikes. we
did
And wonderful boat was she.
Shed carry physicians, food or
munitions,
Generals, water or tea.
She could climb a bank like a first
rate tank
And deliver the goods aboard
When We touch our steel Kettles to
"Semper Fidelis",
Remember Elizabeth Ford.
Cute little 'Lizabeth, dear little
Lizabeth.
Bonnie Elizabeth Ford.
She took her rests in machine gun
nests
And on bullet-swept roads she
chored
Where~the Devil Hounds were first
OF section of France restored
Why, there was Elizabeth. chunky
on the grounds
Elizabeth,
Spunky Elizabeth Ford
But twas on the day at those muir
der-woods
Which the Yankees pronounce
Belloo
We were sent to knock silly the hopes
Of Prince Willie
And turn cm around Il. q.
We prayed for munitions and cleared
our threats
With waterless click-good Lord
When out Of a crater with bent
radiator
Climbed faithful Elizabeth Ford!
Cute little 'Lizabeth, dear little
| 'Lizabeth,-
Bonnie Elizabeth Ford.
With cylinder-skip she had made
the trip,
Water-and-cartridge stored.
With her hood wreck and broken
neck
She cracked like a rotten board.
Hunky Elizabeth, chunky Elizabeth,
Spunky Elizabeth Ford.
When they towed her out Of the town
next day
Said Corporal Bill, Look there +!
! know of one hero who shouldn't
draw zero
When they're passin' the Croix de
Guerre.
Who fed the guns that's startin
the Huns
Plumb back to Canal du Nord?"
So his Cross--and he'd won 1.-THE