The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-02-14
PROUD RECORD OF SERVICE
Earn Admiration and Gratitude Of
Armies They serve-oay After
Day They Stuck to Their
Posts, Ministerine to the
Boys in Front.

Lay aftef Gay ana ,WOuu dltei
month. women stuck to their posts in
hospitals, In advanced dressing sta
tons. in work of ministering to the
. boys behind the lines, without the
slightest show of fear or hysteria,
while falling shell and bursting bomb
tore up the earth about them.
These women have earned the ad-
miratfon and gratitude Of the armies
they served. Among this big number
of courageous women are two young
members of the Salvation Army. Capt
Louise Young and Lieut.. Stella
! Young of New York city. They shared
the hardships and dangers of the
American doughboy in the battle
zones of France and are now continu-
g ing their work of sewing on his BUT
tons, mending his clothes, baking pies
!, and doughnuts, writing letters home
and being sister in service with the
First American army division, now on
German soil.
Their record of work is a remark
able one not alone for the wonderfai
assistance they were able to give but
because of. the opportunity they had
by reason Of the confidence placed in
them by the military authorities for
service in the furthest advanced posi-
tions permitted to women.
Born Into Salvation Army.
These two young women were
virtually born into Salvation Army
work, 70. their parents for years
were working members Of this great
Deace army. They went to France
last February. The. following notes
of their work. jotted down in diary
form, gives in part the interesting
story Of work done by these two
plucky American girls:
.February = At last we are in
France! We have a quaint old house
for our canteen. and where. do you
suppose we sleep? In dugout under
the house next door. say sleep.
but for several nights after we ar
rived here we didn't sleep much. The
village is bombed almost every night.
"Two days after we arrived we
had our first introduction to real war
fare. We had just finished cleaning
up the canteen preparatory to open
ing for business the next morning.
We used up scrubbing brush and
several pieces Of soap and lot Of
washing powder, but the place shows
1t. MY arms feel 1t.
eve have gone to our dugout. There
Is something about this accomnoda-
ton reminds one of wild animals
encrouched in hillside holes. This
comparison suggested itself to me as
I recalled the thousands of men in the
armies in France who live like moles
in the earth, in trenches. in dugouts,
An shell holes and rife pits.
Thankful for Cots.
"But we have army cots and
blankets and wooden box for a
dressing table, with supply of wax
candles. The candies and the cots
mapk the dividing line between civili-
zation and the early caveman's state.
aHow thankful we are for these
cots. How tired we are! We feel
quite luxurious lying here wrapped
in blankets. Hundreds Of soldiers
passed through here, today. l wonder
where they are now and what they
are doing?
syT nat is that dreadful noise? /
never heard anything like it in all
nv life except once in the thunder
ing crashes of tornado out West
when was a girl of ten. lit the
candle and dressed. Perhaps bomb
had killed some of our people. hur-
: ried upstairs. where all was quiet.
1t is cold and damp outside, but the
moon is bright. I walked over to the
canteen. lit the candle in the front
room. All was peaceful there, so l
went through the next room and into
the kitchen.
"I could have cried with the 81 ght
I saw. The kitchen was, or had been.
covered with glass. A bomb had been
dropped on that glass and our kitchen.
which we had scrubbed to almost
snowy whitenesS. was now mass OF
broken glass and splintered wood.
'The day after we are promised a
canvas roof for our kitchen. The de-
bris is cleared away. Two of our
men have arrived with 4 truckload of
supplies. At last we are at our real
work of baking pies and doughnuts.
The men have carried gallons of wa
ter from a nearby well and have
helped us to prepare the coffee.
ST nave seen enough things on
wheels today to encircle the globe.
They all pass through here on their
way to the front. Huge, numbering
wag ,ns, carrying tons and tons OF
ammunition, others carrying tons OF
food and other supplies; scores OF
rolling kitchens. ambulances too nu'