The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-03-18
ONE PAGE JOURNAL
BINDS VETS OF So
Carries News Of Kit Carson
Post Of the G. A. R. to All
Corners of the Earth.
GOES TO FAR NEW ZEALAND
Native Of Ireland Reads It in
Old Country Where He Has
Returned to Die.
nv A. B. BENNETT.

BY A. B. BENNETT.
There is a little one-page news.
paper, not much larger than an ordi-
nary book cover, published In Wash
ington, that goes out regularly to
anxious subscribers in many States.
in several countries in Europe, and
in the Pacifics islands.
1t has subscribers who eagerly
read every precious line therein
printed, because 1t speaks of home
and former comrades, aWakens
memories OF camp and march and
battlefield, OF youth placed upon the
altar OF country, OF final victory for
the glorious nation they helped to-
keep free.
BINDS VETS OF '65.
The globe-circling newspaper does
not speak OF tariffs, shipping bills,
or strikes; the world war and League
OF Nations find no place in it's
columns. 1t strives to make these
old comrades OF 1861-1S65 feel the
handclaSp of far-off cronies, to recall
the splendid deeds Of those who have
passed to the Great Beyond, and to
keep alive the same patriotism and
devotion that carried our flag from
the Potomac to the Gulf.
This little sheet had its birth some
years ago in a. Grand Army post
that takes its name from that
famous trapper, hunter, guide, and
soldier, Kit Carson, who. in early
days, led the Fremont expedition
into California and later organized
and led the loyal sons of Texas,
Oklahoma, and New Mexico against
the disloyal element along the Pa
cific coast. Kit Carson Post has
more illustrious names on its roster
than has any other @. a.. r. post
in the United States.
The thought was to make the
post journal welcome visitor in
the homes OF those who had the
right to wear the coveted bronze
button. Most of those who would
be interested lived In this city.
But In the fifty-six years the post
has existed, many Of the GOO
original members have moved to
other States and other countries.
It has been the special mission
OF the newspaper to follow, cheer
and hold them. The journal of the
cost has gone North. South, East
and West, and beyond the seas.
READ IN NEW ZEALAND.
Far off on Pacific island there
for II. He fought through all the
years of 1876. and saw The flag
again triumphant With the fever
Of adventure in his blood he then
started forth to see the world,
visiting Europe, India, China,
Australia and finally New Zealand.
In this beautiful island he lost
his heart to a girl and married
her. For more than thirty years
he was away from homeland. Then
he came back, came back to find
his old friends and comrades glad
to see him.
How glad he was to find such an
organization as the Grand Army
OF the Republic. Before he re-
turned to his island home he
Joined the Kit Carson Post, and
arranged to have the little news
paper sent to him regularly.
Another who watches eagerly for
the little paper lives in Ireland,
the land of his birth. For many
years he. was an inmate Of the
Soldiers Home here. When he
began to age, however, he journeyed
TO the home Of his childhood.
Before going, he made arrange.
ments to have the little sheet sent
TO uItI1 regularly.
INDIAN is SUBSCRIBER.
Among the loyal sons of the South
west gathered together by Kit Car.
son to fight for the Union cause was
a young Indian. He served until
the end of the war, and then went
back to his tribe in Oklahoma. He
became the tribes leader, and event
ually headed q delegation to this
city in the interests of his people.
Back home he had often been I'M
portuned to join the G.. A. r., but
he always declined. When he dis.
covered, however, that there was a
post here named after his old leader
he became a member Immediately.
No brave ever returned to his tribe
more proudly than did Tulsa Y, with
his Grand Army button pinned to his
breast.
There are many others that could
be mentioned in sketch like this.
They are everywhere. The little
sheet helps hold them together.
Heroes of a half.century ago, they
lead their quiet lives, honor their
country, and calmly await the hour
when they will answer the final roll
call. The know that
II we who sing parting song,
Have mortal meeting never,
There's a journey short or long
Where summer lasts forever.
All hail. o fairest land of lands,
Whose blossoms never wither
Although we here unclasp our hands