The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1919-01-27
PATHoS MARKS REUNION OF
WOUNDED AND LOVED ONES AT
BOWIE. MANY WEEP FOR JOY


BOWIE; MANY WEEP FOR JOY
Mr.. w. L. Everhart, who Is sta
toned at Camp Bowie, sends US the
following taken from Fl Worth
(Texas) paper:
(By Catherine Oglesby)
The Red Cross House at Camp
Bowie is the trysting place of heroes
of the world-war and their loved ones.
The boys are coming home, These
are the days of which women have
dreamed since the bugle note sum.
moned the manhood Of America to
arms. During the days and nights OF
suspense those who were left to keep
the home fires burning kept up their
courage by the thought of this hours
of reunion.
The hour has come!
Groups of men who were wounded
overseas are constantly arriving al
the hospital The lists are published
Then the telephones at the Red Cross
House begin to jingle merrily. Moth
ers, sisters, wives, sweethearts ant
fathers are inquiring when they may
see their soldier.
| Orderly Is Go-Between
Mark Hackney is the go-between
He possesses an uncanny ability tt
weed heroes out of the mazes of th'
hospital and into the arms of those
they love. Hackney is the orderly 2
the Red Cross House. He has mos
beautiful sympathy for the yearnin,
one who comes to see their soldier
And when they are united Hackne,
may be seen cavorting around like
kittish lamb, delighted with the sue
cess of his mission.
The other day young girl came t
the hospital and asked to see a ce
n tain soldier. They had been swee
hearts for years until the war was d.
clared She had not seen him sine
land the intervening days and nigh
had been fraught with fear for th
welfare of the soldier fighting owe
seas. Hackney took the girl in tt
library of the Red Cross House. The
he got the soldier.
Soldier Is Different.
! The orderly wheeled the soldier
to the library. The girl stared at Il
: gaunt figure reclining in the invalid
chair. Then she spoke slowly in
:. hushed voice: giyt av@ teTatt
= "That is not you?--"N R7'.i'
!, Eyes, but | am different than VIII
- said good bye" the soldier repli
His face grew rigid. His eyes look
into those of the girl but he ne,
moved. A man, manned in battle,
-, would not ask for love or sympat
he would not ask a woman to sh;
:, his fate.
Love triumphed. In an instant
:, woman held the soldier in her arr
She was grooming over him all tn
endearing phrases which are the
guage of love. T..9N s.fe
:" Maternal Instinct Triumphs.
~ The boys have come back differ
than when they left. Will women
- willing to be comrades with and n
NV ry manned and crippled men? I
80 is the question of the hour. A v
'0 of the happy scenes at the Red CT
Houses solves the question. No
the tender solicitude with which
ar young girls hover over the patie
An Many of them are just rough, unco
,ay country lads. They fought for de
her cracy and they have brought it
ina their own land, democracy in its
by meaning,
IL The maternal instinct in wol
ing has triumphed over the admiration
we brute strength and physical po
lie which has SO long dominated
div heart of girls. Their attitude to
hey wounded men bespeaks true nobi
,ull The girls have become wol
through the pain of their men. 7
have gained a woman's appreciate
the values of life. This is what
and scene at the Red Cross House say
hes the observer.
nth Brother and Sister Meet
ing The other day, through the eff
rhe of the untiring Hackney, a bro
mi and sister met, They had not
ada each other for eighteen months.
the met just before one of the WI
,me They just looked at one another. Z
hat they started to cry.
go What was the matter with
MANI" Hackney asked later.