The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1919-09-11

good, and the boys wrote II and every
thing" she said with her eyes on the
marching lads who were coming; down
Firth avenue in an apparently intending
tide We'll, they are great boys, and
they acted as well, and that's saying
a good deal" SIS tr-rf.
One must not forget the Salvation
Army lassies, about twenty OF whom
marched with several groups OF the
s. A workers, scattered along the line.
The first came early In the parade, n
group led by little Adjutant Billy Hale
shorty" as soldiers along the line
who had known him over there affec-
tionately called him. What a rouslng
greeting the boys in khaki gave those
salvation lassies and their menl In front
Of the Public Library, where hundreds
OF the wounded soldiers were seated. a
yell went up at sight of the familiar
blue Uniform with its red trimmings that
fairly made those ridiculous stone lions
on their perches on either side Of the
steps quake and tremble. And 1t was
a yell compounded Of affection and ad-
miration and trust in equal parts
Little, slender, white haired Envoy
Mary Billings was one OF the women
who trudged along with this group, and
Stan Capt. Beatrice Hammond was
another. What had they all done?
Well. they confessed modestly to baking
few doughnuts and pies and 30 on
over there. But they don't have to talk.
All the world knows.
Standing among the ''Y' workers after
the march ended was n tall, grave young
woman with a black band on her sleeve.
She was Mrs. Tredway, whose husband,
Captain with the Twenty-sixth, was
killed in action, and after his death she
allied herself with that division and
worked for IL in the "Y" ranks till the
war ended.
The women who marched were, Of
course, the most thrilling feminine ele-
ment in the parade. but the Lads who
fell out. tired and hungry and dry
throated, at Washington Arch would
consider no tribute TO the sex complete
that omitted to throw a few roses to the
Red Cross canteen women who fed and
comhorted them and gave them drink
Huge baskets of buns with raisins in
them-trucks piled high with boxes Of
sandwiches-great tubs with brick Ice
cream concealed In their icy depths
cans OF steaming ooffee-these and other
goodies appeared as II by magic In the
shadow Of the huge white arch, and reg
iments OF women In the Red Cross uni
form set out tables that dropped down
hpkNI HOWneT6, anu IN u LWlL~
king the feast was ready. And laugh
ing and "chinning" the participants in
what IL probably the last great military
parade Fifth avenue will see ate and
drank. and on the outskirts stray gam
ms and homeless dogs and pert spar
rows hoped about and kept anxious
watch for the crumbs.
Motor Corps I'm Parade.
Then there. were the women Of the
Red Cross Motor Corps, DR.. Cornelia V.
Smiley in charge. They had charge OF
the transportation OF the wounded men
Of the First, who rode In the parade In
position well up toward the front
Other Red Cross women sat among the
wounded soldiers in the benches in
front OF the library and looked out for
their comfort. II was sad to think
there had to be places for wounded SOL
diers so many months after the end Of
the war, but very cheerful they all were
and some were not so badly wounded
Hey. Nick" one of them yelled to a
pal who was standing up smoking and
talking with group, "Sit down-don't
YOU know you are woundedT' And Nick,
who obviously was sound as dollar
now, whatever he may have been once,
grinned back;
much to-day"
One of them passed around small
pastors decorated with pictures of Gen.
Pershing and Elsie Janis side by side
and notice OF Elsie in the movie "a
Regular Girl"
Say, Nick, got A Regular GiriT in
quired the man who was giving out the
posters Nick took 1t as personal and
blushed furiously.
"Naw" he said, while his companions
poked him facetiously
Elsie Janis evidently was most pop
ular with them. for many of the boys
had been cheered by her entertainments
over there. Sure. she's a regular girl,
all right" one of them said as he sur
veyed the paster. She is one plucky
girl"