The Glasgow courier. [volume] (Glasgow, Mont.) 1913-current, 1921-06-10
TAPS AND VOLLEY
FOR WAR HERO
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read between the lines, OF his official
record, the story of his hurried life
in the army. The following letter
from his Red Cross nurse tells best
the beautiful tale of his last days
at a base hospital in France. The
letter to Mr.. Hines is as follows:
His Last Days.
"Base Hospital Us, Oct. 23, 1918.
"My Dear Mr.. Hines:
GAS a representative of the home
communication service of the Ameri-
can Red Cross, and also as n of his
friends in the hospital here, | want
to write you what l can of your son
James, ever though l know in advance
how little help the letter of a strang-
err may be.
"From the time that he came into
the hospitl he was very seriously ill,
but always patient and hopeful. He
was a great favorite with his nurses
and with the other men in his room,
because he never complained and al
ways wanted the other patients to be
cared for first.
"The day before his death | went
into his room and asked if there was
anything | could do for him. He sug-
gested that | take down a letter to
you which | did. l mailed the letter
the next day but because l knew he
was very ill, | kept a copy of it so
that if for any reason it failed to
reach you, l can send you the copy.
He did not, | think, know that he was
not to get better, for he spoke very
happily and hopefully of home and
was pleased when l told him that l
had lived for a long time in Montana.
Ellis funeral was held today from
the little protestant church n Vichy,
the Red Cross Chaplain, Chaplain Her.
shep, was in charge of the service. The
hearse was covered with American
flags and there was a very large escort
of American soldiers, who went to the
church and afterwards to the Gene
terry, which is a peaceful and lovely
place on the edge of the town.
"At the church, the hymn was
Nearer My God to Thee and the
scripture reading, the Twenty-third
Psalm. At the cemetery Taps were
sounded and all of his comrades join
ed in the Lords prayer, before leav-
ing the place. There were beautiful
fall flowers. l am sending you a
piece of the fern which | took just
before leaving the cemetery.
81 know there are no words of COM
fort for the loss of a son, but | want
you to know, even among all the thous-
ands we have here, your son made a
special place for himself by his con-
slant thought for others and his pa
thence, and that we who do not know
you, yet share a little your grief and
also your pride in his courage and
Cheerfulness."
Winds Will Sing.
An Eternal Requiem.
The story of Hines young life as
told in these documents, completely
eclipses with its brilliance his previous
career at home, however credltable
and perfect; he was translated from
the sphere Of the ordinary man, to the
plane of a hero. The community feels
pride in his life and in his record and
shares with his proud parents their
joy and grief. We doubt II Hines him.
self would have it otherwise, for what
is the meaning of the years OF an un-
eventful, peaceful country lie compar-
ed to the thrill of the few mo-
ments of that last grim charge; he
went over the top" and ne LIVED
while doing it. His splendid life and
death will ever remain an inspiring
memory to those who know nm best.
May the fair winds that gently kiss
the hill upon which he lies, sing for
him an eternal requiem.
Flags were hung at half mast on all
public buildings in Glasgow Thursday,
and all business houses closed, from 2
until , O'Clock, the time consumed IN
tthe funeral services.
Funeral Ritual.
The last rites were strictly military
and under the direction of the Ameri-
can Legion. At 2 o'clock a firing squad
of eight men, six of his comrades at
arms selected as pail bearers, the
posts assembled at the Peterson NOR
tuary, and conveyed the body to the
waiting hsarse. The column then pro-
ceeded to the cemetery in the follow