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Book 1 page 242 Warning Against Influenza Given-County Health Officer Issues Statement Regarding the Prevention of Disease-Belton, Sept. 26-Coutny Health Officer M. P. MCELHANNON issues the following statement regarding Spanish influenza. "In orter to prevent an epidemic of Spanish influenza in Bell County, if possible, which malady has already started in some localities in adjoining counties, the public should be warned to keep away from crowded, congested public meeting places, avoid association with persons know to have bad colds, etc. Keep in the open, breathing pure fresh air, keep bodily secretion active, and in case of any suspicious symptoms, consult your physician and follow his advice, isolate all suspicious cases, avoid company in the sick room. The desease resembles lagrippe and the symptoms are practically the same only in an aggravated form, frequently followed by pneumonia and other complications. The United States public health department advises the following: As soon as the following symptoms occur; to-wit, coughing, sneezing, severe headache, intense suffering spreading rapidly over the entire body, followed by high fever, vomiting and great prostration to immediately have this person place in bed, isolated, give a purgative, followed by aspirin and Dovers powder for relief of pain, kept on liquid diet and all visiting friends and relatives advised to keep away in order to prevent a further spread of the disease. It is very contagious. The period of incubation is from 24 to 48 hours after exposure in most cases. The disease is supposed to be carried by secretions of mouth and nose. Those nursing persons affected are advised to wear masks of several ply of gauze over mouth and nose. By observing the above we may escape a severe epidemic of this malady, to say the least, it will the better enable us to control and stamp out the same should it occur." Dies in Oklahoma-Belton, Sept 26.-Notice has been received by J. E. MITCHELL of this city announcing the death of Daniel ROBBINS, which occurred in Elk City, Okla., Sept. 23, 1918. Mr. ROBBINS lived in Belton some fifteen or more years ago, and is remembered by many people here. He was at one time jailer of Bell County, later farming in the Dog Ridge community. Mr. ROBBINS was 79 years old. Negroes Entrained-Belton, Sept. 2-The following Negroes will be entrained tonight at 12:17 by the local board for Camp Bowie, Fort Worth; Jesse FRANKLIN, Alex MCNEESE, Johnnie MOORE, Joel SMITH, Nal PROCTOR, Wesley LEE, Willie WILSON and Fred ROBINSON. Belton Boys Make Good-Belton, Sept. 26.-Belton boys are making good wherever they go. Sergt. Tom C. COLE has been promoted to captain and Corporal Clyde M. TAYLOR has been made second lieutenant at Peacock military school in San Antonio. These promotions are school promotions but show the earnestness with which these boys attend this character of work. First Two Days of Physical Examination Finished-Belton, Sept 26.-The first two days of the physical examination in the schools have been a complete success from every standpoint. Owing to the hearty co-operation for all the teachers and the prompt and efficient services of those asked to give their time it was possible to finish the first three days' work in two days. Thursday will be used to write up the report and Friday the schedule will be resumed as previously outlined. The colored school Friday, and all children under 7 years at the sanitarium Saturday. It is very necessary to have a complete record. If all mothers will bring their children to the sanitarium it will be very helpful for the committee who would otherwise have to go to the home to get the record. We are likely to think, states the Belton chairman of war and war problems as something principally affecting adults and having comparatively little to do with children. To a certain extent this is true as concerns the direct conduct of the war, nevertheless the most important and difficult problem which a nation must face in modern war conditions is to conserve the health of its children, and as Belton citizens we should strive for ideal health conditions." Book 1 page 243 Letters From Our Boys in the Camps and on the Firing Line-Writes Only to His Mother-Mrs. Mattie YOUNG, 403 South First Street, Temple, has received the following letter from her son, who is in the infantry branch of the American Expeditionary Forces: Dear Mama: I thought I'd write to you, Sunday but I took a trip to a small town and never came in until too late. It seemed like rain last night but it's lots cooler this evening. I sure am proud because we're drilling pretty hard and the heat makes it lots worse. I've only had one letter since I came here and have been expecting a letter from you for some time. I am feeling just fine. Nothing can hurt me now. We're doing lots of hard work but are getting plenty to eat and I am all OK. Our boys are sure giving those Germans a fit and are going on through them just like they weren't there. Will be glad when we can get at them. I am now lying down on the floor trying to write by the light of a stub of a candle and am not having much luck as you can see for yourself. How is everyone at home? Now wish I could see all of you. How is Mrs. ALEXANDER and Mrs. ALTWINE? Tell them all I send my best regards and hope I'll hear from them soon and also tell them that they must not expect me to write much as I hardly have time to write home and all the letters I write are coming to you. Jim and his cavalry, what are they doing? I don't suppose he has gone yet, has he I'd sure laugh to see him over here. Well, Mumsey, I can't think of anything more to say, so I am going to close for this time and will write again soon. Give my love to all.-Your loving boy, Corpl. Ray YOUNG, American Expeditionary Forces. Has Trouble With Mail-On Active Service with American Expeditionary Forces, Aug 29, 1918.-Mr. and Mrs. C. J. SAFLEY, One and All. Dear Ones:-I will try to make an effort to write you all a few scratches this morn; as it is now 5 a.m. and I am feeling just as gay as a lark and truly hope these few lines will find you all in the best of health and enjoying life fine. Well, I guess you all are in dreamland now. It seems rather funny to think that we are a half day ahead of you all. Mother dear, I don't know why you didn't get my mail, have written you several times also before and after sent Opal the card so if you don't get my mail regular, don't worry for I will take care of myself and am going to return in the sweet bye and bye. I sure was tickled to get yours and father's letter. It had been over a month since I had gotten a letter from you all, was here almost a month before I got one single letter and the ones I got now I just keep reading them over and over. I got Jack's letter about a week ago and one from Wayne and Grant, yesterday. That is about the only thing that I can enjoy over here for I can't understand this unknown language. ( Ha. Ha!) Some amusement to listen at them jabber. Ha, Ha! The country is a sight, is the most beautiful country spot I ever saw. We are having some pretty weather now; has been ever since we landed. Well, I guess I had better jar loose from this and go to bed. Have been guarding the mess hall all night. I am getting a little sleepy. So write me real often for I am always anxious to hear from you all. Your loving son, First Cook Jesse H. SAFLEY.
Has French Soldier Friends-France, Aug. 29.- Mrs. Nannie HARRIS, Temple, Texas - Dearest Mother: -I received a letter from Ada several days ago and would have written sooner but have been on the go for some time. I sent you a card several days ago but don't guess you have received it yet. I cant tell you what part of the front I am on, but can say that I am in the danger zone I have seen several towns that had been shelled. They were absolutely ruined. In many parts of the surrounding country the ground is full of holes for miles. The old trenches and wire entanglements are still there; also reserve trenches. There are many things I would like to tell you but you understand why I can't I have met two French soldiers since coming to this place and have gotten to be good friends. They often have dinner with me and I often eat with them. I had supper with them yesterday evening. We had soup, rabbit, rice, lettuce salad and wine. They drink wine where we drink coffee or water. The wine is very weak, tastes more like vinegar than wine. I don't like it but I drink it when I eat with them. I have seen several of the German airplanes since coming here, haven't been near one yet, but hope the American aviators will soon bring one down so I can get a good look at it. The people say they are very fine machines. I am sending a picture taken by one of my French comrades. The sack you see me wearing is my gas mask. Everyone wears them here, even the girls who go out to heard the cattle and sheep. No one takes a chance here. I know lots of things to write but can't, so will close. Hope everyone is well. Write often. Your letters keep me from getting lonesome. As ever, Sergt. Albert T. HARRIS. Message Direct From Battle-Aug. 28, 1918.-Mrs. P. H. BROWN, Temple, Tex-Dear Mama:-It is now 2:30 p.m. and I am due to be up all night, while Fritz is making it a little uncomfortable for us by a lot of noisy shells, the kind that disturb your sleep. I saw a pretty air fight this afternoon. A big boche triplane came over and shot down a big sausage observation balloon. Then three American planes started in pursuit with their machine guns going for fair. He took a long dive and then a tumble to the ground, one more tribute to the boche inferiority, as it is gradually becoming to be. The opinion seems to be that the prospects for a rapid end to the war are getting better every day that goes. The Kaiser is getting a good solid whipping and he may hold out for awhile but he is doomed to go down to a good sinister defeat. I am still in good health and having the time of my young life. The days are always different-some little excitement now and then to relieve the monotony, rockets and shells at night, machine guns and rifles cutting loose during the day. The only trouble is I never hear from home. I have been over here three months, almost , including the time en route, and only two short notes from home. I hope you will write a letter more often. A letter from home is worth a million dollars-more appreciated than cigarettes, and they are a solace. Give my love to papa and Mary. Bill-The foregoing letter from Capt. W. R. BROWN has been supplemented by a cablegram bearing date of Sept. 24, as follows: "Safe and well. Am lucky. Don't worry.- William BROWN The message carries the impression that he has been in the battle lines and has escaped wounds where others were not so fortunate. It is the custom of Captain BROWN to cable his mother each week. Local Lieutenant Missing at Front-Lieut. Robert E. THOMPSON has Been Missing in Action since Sept. 12-Lieut. Robert E. THOMPSON, son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles E. THOMPSON of Temple has been missing in action in France since Sept. 12, according to a telegram to his parents from the adjutant general's department. Lieutenant THOMPSON received his commission in the ground school at Austin last October. He spent only four weeks in the ground school and was sent to France to get his training in flying. His work in France was in the division that did observation work at night. Before entering the service THOMPSON was assistant county attorney of Bell County. He was a graduate of the law department of the University of Texas. THOMPSON was one of the first of the Temple boys to volunteer for the aerial division of the army. Book 1 page 244 Letters From Our Boys in the Camps and on the Firing Line-Meets Temple Boy- France, Sept. 29, 1918 Mrs. R. L. HONEYCUTT and Family, -Dear All of You: How are you today? I am feeling fine; just a little cook. Well, its been a long time since you heard from me, but I knew you would hear from me through the others. France is a fine place and I could enjoy if it I had a chance but we don't have time for anything. This is a funny place to spend your money. You have to get in line for everything you get. I stayed in line three hours the other day to get some razor blades and some candy. I paid 38 cents for a pound of stick candy, thirteen sticks, the first I have had since I left the states. This is a real interesting place-things are so different from what they are in the states. You ought to hear the music. The band is playing, "Somewhere in France There's a Lily." It sure is pretty. Say, you know I have wished lots of times that I could take dinner with you again. I wasn't very hungry that day, but I have been since then. Say, you know I told you about seeing that DARNELL boy. I was talking to him this morning and he said two of his brothers were on the front and one of them got shot through the nose the other day. Well, I can't write much, so I'll ring off for this time. Lovingly, your brother, Private Paul PIRTLE. Women Use Creek Laundry-France Sept. 29, 1918 - Dear Mamma-We have been here about a month and everything has been OK so far. I have had a little cold but I would have had that if I were at home. You need not worry about me being sick and I don't think a Dutchman will get me. So I will come home when we get them licked. We are not near the front and I don't think we will be soon. I think we must have landed here just as the winter rains started. It does not get very cold but the ground is wet very near all the time. When the sun does shine it seems like early spring at home. We have moved around quite a bit since we let America. I think we will be in this place some time. We are quartered in a good building that was used as a school. We have good bunks and the mess is good. So we would not kick if we stayed here all winter. The French sure do save their fuel. When they cut a tree down they use every particle of it. Any coal dust is pressed into bricks and burned. I saw many trees all along the road that had been planted. The women do their washing at the creeks. They put their clothes on the rocks and beat them with boards. There are many things here that are years behind the times. The country is very old. We have seen buildings that were built in the seventeenth century. Hope you are well, With lots of love, Sergt. D. D. WALTON. (Note by submitter: The following article was not complete. The following is all that Nannie had pasted in the scrapbook)-like Texas to me; it looks more like the country back there than I have ever seen. Arnie, you asked me what I thought about you joining the Red Cross as a nurse. I think a whole lot about it and I will advise you to stay out of it for this reason. I know you won't like it and another thing I don't want you to come over here. If you join it they might send you most anywhere. I could tell you right smart about it if the censor would permit it. So don't you get into that. Well, Mamma, you said you were proud of me enlisting. You are not any prouder of it than I am. If I was there now I would have to go any way and as it is I am over here ready to do my part when called on. Herman and Odis are with me Henry is with the company. We will be back with our company in a day or two. Well, I am here at the Y. M. C. A. and it is about time for the show to open. So I will close for this time. Hoping this will find you all well, love to you all. Your son and brother, Wag. Homer V. SOUTHERLAND. Talks With Pictures-Bakery Co. No. 336 American Expeditionary Force, Oct 2, 1918.- Miss Myrtle ROBINSON, Temple, Texas - Dear Friend: I am answering your letter I received yesterday. Was indeed very glad to hear from you again. I thought you may be mad because I did not answer your other letter but I just simply could not, for I was so busy, and on the move too. I could hardly tell one minute what I would be doing the next. I have enjoyed my trip and also the pretty country I have been through since I reached this side. I like France fine but I like the old United States so much better. I can enjoy being with people that I can understand and make understand without having to draw pictures. Now Myrtle, don't be kidding me about falling in love with any of these French girls when I can't even talk to one of them, but I will have to admit it is rather disgusting to meet a real pretty girl and can't make her understand even a word. One of my friends and I were out for a walk last evening and we thought we would go get a lunch. So we went into a swell café and ordered eggs and not a one could we make understand what we wanted. So we had to take a pen and draw a chicken for them. I guess we would have had to leave without anything if I had not been traveling with an artist. Well, we are settled and working to the shop again. I was really glad to get to work again but I believe this job will make me never anxious to go to work any more. We are working twelve hours a day and that almost puts me to sleep. When I get off at night and lie down and close my eyes I can't se anything but a dough tray and the Statue of Liberty. Ha. ha! I will close for I will have to lie down for awhile. I have not seen one of the Temple boys since I left the states. Write me real soon. I will have to go, so bye, bye. Your Friend. Cpl. Joseph P. HINES. Book 1 page 245 Great Bravery of American Soldier-Paris, Sept. 30-A news story of the American fighting mans reckless disregard for danger which it is one of the greatest problems of their officers to curb was brought to Paris recently by Wilbur M. WILSON, a Baptist clergyman from Colorado, who went all the way from Chateau-Thierry to Fismes with a Pennsylvania regiment in the drive which began in July. " With my own eyes," said Mr. WILSON, " I have seen American boys steal out from the trenches to a frog pond in No Man's Land, calmly remove their uniforms and dive into the cool waters with German snipers not a hundred yards away in their trenches. The American boy appears to be absolutely unafraid. The greater the number of casualties in his own unit, the greater is his resolve to make the Germans pay the price. His morale increases noticeably every time a comrade falls with German bullets in his body. Mr. WILSON was in the front lines from two months, serving in the uniform of the Y. M. C. A. one of the seven organizations in the United War Work Campaign. Many times, he says, he drove his truck ahead of the field kitchens and furnished hot drinks, smokes and sweets to men who had nothing to eat for two days except their iron ration. Belton Is "Over the Top."-Again Belton has gone "over the top." This time in the Salvation Army drive, and everybody is happy. Harry COCHRAN, the chairman, is especially happy. All the members of the soliciting committees are, of course, happy over the result. Belton will never fail to go "over the top" and do her full duty in all matters concerning the conduct of the war. Generous Belton Fire Department-The Belton Fire Department has recently give $100 to the Red Cross and $25.00 to the Salvation Army, a most splendidly generous act. Drill Sergeant Norman SAUNDERS spent a few days in the city this week. He wants to go over seas very much, but he says it looks like he is going to be kept at Camp Travis to train the new boys as they arrive. Norman, who was formerly a printer on The Journal force has developed into a husky, well proportioned soldier. Mortuary-John Grady LEWELLEN-The funeral of John Grady LEWELLEN of the 134th Infantry was held from the residence of W. L. LEWELEN, three miles east of Temple yesterday at 3 p.m. Mr. LEWELLEN lacked but six days of being 22 years of age; having been born in Bell County Oct. 3, 1896. He went into the United States service Aug. 6, 1918; stationed at Camp Cody, N. M., where he stayed about two weeks, having been transferred to Camp Dix, N. J., where he stayed until he died Sept. 27, of Spanish influenza. Mr. LEWELLEN is survived by a brother, W. L. LEWELLEN: three half brothers, W. H. of Coleman, H. E. of Hylton, Tex., and C. C. who cannot be located; also three half sisters, Mrs. J. M. SMEDLEY of Coleman, Mrs. P. L. and Mrs. John BEAUCHAMP, who could not be located. Corporal MOONEY of 135th Infantry accompanied the remains to Temple. The pall bearers were as follows: Earl CLARK, R.T. COMPTON, R. L. GARRETT, Will GORDON, Burt PLASTERS and John MARTIN. The interment was made at Lancaster cemetery: Rev. LITTLEPAGE officiating. Death of Archie CLARKSON-Archie CLARKSON, age 25, died at the family residence in this city Tuesday afternoon. The funeral services were conducted by Rev. L. WILLIAMS at the grave in North Belton cemetery at 5 o'clock Wednesday afternoon. Archie CLARKSON was a splendid young man. His hosts of friends regret very much his seeming untimely taking away. From several years he had been Consul Commander of Belton W. O. W. lodge and was, without doubt, one of the very best in the State. He was a general favorite with all members of the lodge. Two weeks ago he resigned the office of Consul commander and was unanimously elected clerk of the lodge. He is survived by a wife and two small children. Owing to the quarantine the members of the lodge could not meet and arrange for the burial of their fallen brother with Woodman honors. The familyof this splendid young man, a product of the county, have the sincerest sympathy of all their friends in this, the sad hour of their great bereavement. Book 1 page 246 France Gale TOWNSEND Co. K., 141st Infantry, Camp Bowie Book 1 page 247 Letters From Our Boys in the Camps and on the Firing Line-The Surgeon's Work in Big Battles-(Lieut. R. L. VINEYARD of the United States medical corps, writes the following letter to his sister, Mrs. J. C. WELLS. Lieutenant VINEYARD was house surgeon at the Santa Fe hospital in Temple in 1913. Three years ago last June he was married to Miss Vesta COOPER of this city. From that time until he went to war, he had been engaged in the practice of his profession at Amarillo.) Casualty Clearing Sta., Sept 1, 1918. The above means a hospital twenty miles behind the lines. Not a base hospital but the first tent hospital after passing the field ambulance. We operate in them here and those who are able go on down to the base hospital. This really means just a clearing station for the wounded. They all pass through these clearing stations before they go further down. I started in close up with this big battle that has been raging since Aug 21, but now I am in this tent hospital where we do more surgery in one day than is done in all Texas in one month. We operate on the wounded boche too. I haven't got to kill any yet, but I now know what the roar of the cannons and what a battle is like. I had to dodge and duck and hunt for a shell hole at first, but I soon got brave like the other boys. A new man at the war game always thinks the next shell will get him. Anyway, I am glad to be here behind the lines instead of the field ambulance where I was at first. I know how maggots look eating on human brains and all the sad sights of war. I am glad I am here today (Sunday) doing all I can for the sick, wounded and dying boys. If I could only tell the American boys there my experience they would all want to come here and stop the hellish crimes of the huns. I can't begin to tell all I would like to tell. I started at first to collect all I wanted to take off the huns as souvenirs, and soon had a dozen knives, steel helmets, watches, pistols, pocket books, etc. But I threw them all away except a dirk knife and a watch-too much to carry. Some of their post cards are amusing. They show how they are going to dine in Paris I often find pictures where our boys destroyed houses in Germany. The only pretty part of this portion of France is the sky. The country is all shell holes and battle ground. Well, it's better work here, but up in the field ambulance it's hell. We do not stay in one place long. This war news may not be interesting to you, but it's all war here and on Sundays same as Mondays. I am well and happy as can be under the war conditions. I eat, sleep and work; weigh 174; have plenty warm clothing and don't need anything. The Red Cross gives me pajamas, socks, and other things that I want. You give what you wish to the Red Cross and some poor wounded boy will get it. I have not seen Nephew TRUMAN yet and the chances are I will not before Christmas. I am over 200 miles from where he was Aug.1. I know about where he is from what the English artillery officers tell me. No chance for one day off here, and we all work all we can stand up to. I was getting lazy when I got to France, but now I do not have time. I am glad to be busy. Still keep my bateman(servant) who washes my clothes, shines my shoes and puttee every morning, wakes me up, brings my breakfast and shaving water every morning. In fact, his job is solely to wait upon me. At first he was in my way, but I am getting more English now and let him help dress me if necessary. When I ride a horse he goes along about thirty yards behind on another horse, to hold my horse when I get off, and hold my stirrup when I mount. Can you imagine him waiting on me like that? While I am in the tent (that's the only kind of hospital) he is sunning my bed, pressing my pajamas and doing my mending, etc. I wish I had had him when father used to make me hoe kaffir. Well, war is hell, and war isn't hell. The little side issues are enough to keep a fellow from going "nuts" and getting lonely. I speak French but very little and am learning a few word or two every day. These French people will cut wheat and oats while the shells are bursting around in the field. They live close up and as soon as the allies take a village they flock back home, or where home was-just a pile of rocks and bricks. Towns are being leveled. It's a Hell of war. I am glad I am in it, but am going to decline all future wars unless they are fought in my home town. I go hours here and never say a word. These English officers do not talk to the Americans very much. I am the only American here. There was a surgeon from Indiana with me and we got along finely, and we didn't any "bawths" "hawifs" and walking canes and gloves to take a stroll, but he had an attack of appendicitis and I took it out and now he is in a base hospital away down the line. It leaves me lonely like I see some Americans occasionally. It is different to be an American surgeon transferred to the British army like I have been, and to be an American in our army. I never know a thing about the outside world until I get an American paper or a letter. My tent is bell shaped with each end dug down four feet below level ground. My cot fits in one and the other doctor's cot fits in the other. The center of the tent is level ground and we dress and undress in the enter and step down in the hole to sleep. There is a pile of dirt all around the tent outside. By having it arranged this way no shrapnel from the air craft can get us. It would take a direct hit in our tent to hurt us and then we would never know we were hurt. That's not likely as there are hundreds of tents like ours and old Fritz is civil at times. He was over us twice the other night and never dropped a thing, but half a mile away he fixed a soldier camp. They always shoot at the enemy planes with big guns and they do not sound so loud; but when Fritz drops a bomb one thinks all France has exploded. I heard my first bomb one night recently. I was in my bed listening at 'em shoot at the planes and all at once I heard the bombs begin to drop and I thought we had a boche by the way things were sounding. He was just dropping bombs. You can bury a wagon and dozen horses in the hole where one falls. They are often ten to twenty feet deep and as large as an ordinary house. I want father and mother to take good care of themselves so that I can find them alive and well when I come home about the fall of 1919. Hope Nephews Truman and Virgil are well and don't "gets theirs." As the English say. Father knows what legs and arms were in the Civil War-I wish I could see him and tell him my battle experiences. I will have the fun of killing a few Germans before Christmas. We are sho' going after them. The papers you read are all too mild, but that part and all parts are civilized except where we are fighting. Human life here is the same as a coyote's. I must get to sleep. Am on at 2 a.m. and it's now 9:30. Guess today has been Sunday, but can't tell by the way things have gone on. I am not going to re-read this as I am too tired. Can't write very connectedly as I am writing by a candle in my tent, on my cot and using my knew for a desk. You will have to read between the lines. Claude, wish I could swipe you a good Fritz automatic pistol, helmet, etc. I hear Fritz now. Can tell him by the sound of his engine. It goes wuz-z-z-z-z-z-, while our engines go zee-e-e-e-e-e-e.-Lots of love. Book 1 page 248 Death of Rev. W. H. HOWARD-Rev. W. H. HOWARD, age 59 years who had been pastor of the Methodist church of this city for the past three years, died in a Temple Sanitarium Sunday morning at 5 o'clock, after having undergone an operation on Saturday. The body was brought to the family residence in this city Sunday morning where it lay till Monday afternoon at 2:30 o'clock when it was taken to the Methodist Church where the funeral services were conducted by Rev. J. A. WHITEHURST, in the presence of a large number of friends of the late pastor and his family. The body was taken to Paris, leaving here on the midnight Santa Fe Tuesday night, where it was buried Wednesday. The deceased was a native of Kentucky, a graduate of Vanderbilt University. He entered the ministry in 1883 and had some important charges in Kentucky, Colorado and Texas. He is survived by his wife and four daughters, Mrs. Felix WEBSTER of Paris, Texas, Misses Carrie, Emily and Dorothy of this city. The active pall bearers were: Gus ULRICH, Jim RAMSEY, Van PIERCY, Sam COWAN, Oscar LUSK and Judge M. B. BLAIR. Honorary pall bearers were: E. EMBREE, W. J. LEE, Robert B. SCOTT, J. H. EVETTS, A. T. VANNESS, H. B. JONES< T. H. BIRDWELL, Walter MILLER and J. E. MITCHELL. Rev. W. H. HOWARD was one of the very best men who ever lived. He was a most consecrated Christian and went about doing good al the time. He stood, at all times for the very best for the up building of the city and reality and cheerfully cooperated with the people of Belton during his three years here, in all matters looking to the welfare of the city. Truly a great and good man has gone home. The sorrowing family have the tenderist sympathy of their hosts of friends in this, the sad hour of their great bereavement. Belton Band to Play at Fair-The Young Men's Chamber of Commerce band of this city has been awarded the contract to furnish music for the Bell County Fair which will be held from Monday the 30th until Saturday, the 5th of Oct. The people who attend the Fair, and we are all going to attend, will hear some good music. The Belton band is the best band the county has ever had. Union Memorial Services-A union memorial service attended by all the churches of the city will be held at the Methodist Church Sunday evening at 8:15 in memory of the late Rev. W. H. HOWARD who for the past three years was pastor of the Methodist Church of this city. Royally Entertained-Military and Aviation Bands Give Beltonites Good Treat-A Boost for the Bonds.-Belton Oct. 1.-Belton has been most fortunate today. This morning about 10 o'clock the military band from Camp MacArthur, Waco, that is playing today for the Bell County Fair paid her a visit and on the courthouse lawn played several fine pieces. At 11:30 they were carried to Baylor College and for several minutes entertained the girls there with their music. This afternoon at 3 o'clock in the Christian Church before a throng of people the Kelly Field Glee club gave their concert. The applause which burst forth after each number is the greatest tribute that may be paid the Glee club boys. Their numbers included "America" There's a Long Long Trail." "Pack up your Troubles and Smile, Smile, Smile." And the French national air, " The Marsellaise" The harmonious feeling between the club and the audience was acutely felt when the boys whistled their choruses, for it was then that the smiles took the place of whistles. One of the boys, said to be the only Texan, in the club, was encored time and time again, when he demonstrated that the ukulele music might really be heard, when no ukulele was present. Belton was enthusiastically pleased with the Kelly Field Glee club and invites them to come again. Dr. W. M. W. SPLAWN addressed the great audience, and while he scarcely mentioned buying bonds his vivid pictures of German kultur and barbarism wrought such a spirit that everyone present felt that if buying bonds would help, the bonds would all be bought to raise our quota with a good bonus. Book 1 page 250 Morning, Nov. 2, 1918 -Letters From Our Boys in the Camps and on the Firing Line-Fighting In no Man's Land-Somewhere in France, in a hospital, Sept. 27, 1918 Miss Ruby Ovette ANDREWS, Moody, Texas Dear Ruby: As I have at last found a few spare moments I will try and write you a few words. After having been on the front for thirty-three days we were relieve and sent back to a little town a few miles for a rest. The first night that I was there I happened to try to stop a big truck; the result was that they picked me up about twenty feet from where it hit me. They immediately rushed me to a hospital. When I came to myself I found I had a very badly bruised left hip, side and arm and limb but nothing serous. I hope to be back to my company in a few days. I have been over the top three times. Believe me I know how it feels to have men shooting at me from all angles with all kinds of guns. I shall never forget one evening when my captain called me up and told me that the major wanted me to lead a patrol out to the enemy's lines to see what we could find. I was to carry twenty men with me. I called the men I wanted and told them to get ready to leave in ten minutes. We started out abut 3:30 p.m. and were to be gone till abut 9:30 that night. There was a large open valley between our lines and those of the huns, so we had to leave our cover in the woods and go out in the open and on an awful hill I started out in the lead and had only gotten part of the way up the hill when we were opened upon by two machine guns from each side and also from the front and there were three German airplanes just above our heads firing down upon us. Well, there we were! I thought sure that we would all be killed and to cap all a message came up from my rear that we were being cut off by a band of those awful huns. So I had to do some quick thinking to save the day. I soon found that we would have to fight our way back to our own lines so I gave the command to retreat to an old road just across the valley on our side. Then we all got up and ran and me being the furthest out had to go the furthest but made it safe and sound, although completely exhausted. Just as I got into a bunch of bushes "zip! Zip! Zip!" went a machine gun, cutting the grass from around my feet. I turned and looked around and saw the bunch that was firing at me. I raised my rifle and well their gun stopped firing. But at that moment I looked another way and saw about forty of them coming in another direction. Then I got all my men deployed and we gave them H____and at the end of the combat I had not lost a man. From there back to my company post of command was easy sailing. This is just one of the many close places that I have gotten into and am still alive and hope to be on the front again soon and keep them going as they have been. Please write often and long, long letters as you know not what it means to us to get a long letter from home. Give my regards to all your folks and write soon. Yours Lovingly, Sergt. Harry C. SPEER. Nothing Exciting Happens-New York, N. Y. Oct. 20, 1918. John B. HEJL, Temple - Dear Brother-I suppose you thought that I was never going to write since you haven't heard from me in so long and if I fail to finish this letter tonight you will have to wait another month before you can hear from me. We left our base yesterday evening and arrived in New York this evening. We had no excitement which cane now expected along our coast and the trip was very pleasant. I suppose you are wondering where we have been for the last month. To tell you everything I would have to write all night, so I will tell you some about it now and the rest when I will see you. We left New York with a fleet of transports, which we convoyed across to the coast of France and arrived at the Azores Islands on Sept. 29. The islands are possessed by the Portugal government and are inhabited by Portuguese people. The scenery is very beautiful. Some of our marines that are stationed there seem to be very much appreciated by the people of the island, especially after the German sub was chased from the island when she bombarded the capitol city of St. Michiel Island-Azores "Ponta Delgado,: last July , of which no doubt you have heard. During the time we were out we spent twenty-three days at sea and five days at the Azores, had very little excitement. None of the Kaiser's works bothered us any and we lost only one man by falling overboard. The accident happened at night, so he wasn't found missing until the following morning. The transport "American" that was sunk a few days ago, we passed by it this evening. Only the smoke stack and the masts are visible rest of the ship is under water. The prospects of this war look good to me and really think that the Kaiser will admit his defeat in not a very long time and the sooner this will happen the better it will be for the whole world. Captain CHANDLER, who was commanding our ship, has been detached recently and Captain Ridley MCCLAIN is in command now. He is the man who wrote the "Blue Jacket's Manual," for the sailors. It is expected that some regulations will be enforced now but of course that will be to the crew's improvement. Hoping to hear from you and don't be worried if you will not hear from me in next three or four weeks. Your brother, William F. HEJL. Morning, November 2, 1918 -Saw Captured Cannon-American Expeditionary Force, Sept. 15, 1918- Mrs. Mary C. BEAN, Temple: Dearest Mother: Will try and write a few lines to let you know I am in the finest of health and never felt better in all my life and hope you are the same. We are moving up to the front but that doesn't mean anything is to happen to me. So don't worry about that as I will be all OK. It is still dry weather here and I hope will continue so. Of course we have plenty of rain but it is called dry season here. When it begins raining here it forgets to quit. All our boys are in good trim and just itching to get a lick at the huns. We have lots of them here now doing all kinds of work and I saw a train load of their cannon on the way to America yesterday that we captured on the 18th of July. I hope you get to see some of them. I know you are well pleased when you read how General Pershing's army hit them around St. Mihiel early in September. Just remember Sept. 12, is his fifty-eighth birthday and of course he has to celebrate a little and he uses the huns for his entertainment. Ha, ha! Just remember that your son is a member of the first American army organized in France and of course General Pershing is our fearless leader. We will do our bit and do it well so all the world can not criticize our work over here. When you stop to think it is just our plain duty is all we have to do and of course all Americans do it well. Anything is never half done, so we are going to do it all the time and finish the huns. I was out yesterday picking blackberries, a friend of mine and myself. He is from Ohio, a fireman and from the Big Four railroad-just a common buckeye but a mighty nice and clean cut boy, the kind I like and the only kind I chum with. Don't be afraid of your son getting into bad habits over here. I can't write you much but will have a lot to tell you of this country and its people when I see you again. Will all my love and kisses, your son.-Harrell R. BEAN Book 1 page 251 Letters From Our Boys in the Camps and on the Firing Line-Fighting In no Man's Land-In the "All American Drive." - Stephenville, Texas, Oct. 25. 1918 -Managing Editor Telegram: - If you can use this, fix to suit yourself as to heading, prelude, etc. Mrs. DEGRUMMOND is my daughter, a former student of Baylor College, Belton, known there as Mary Louise HAWKINS. Her husband is nephew to Mrs. TAYLOR of Temple and son of the late Harry DEGRUMMOND, a pioneer Santa Fe dispatcher. W. H. HAWKINS, Editor Stephenville Empire. - First Lieut. Harry C. DEGRUMMOND, formerly of the Santa Fe dispatcher's office in Temple but now on the firing line in Europe with the ninetieth division from Camp Travis, writes interestingly to his wife at Stephenville, under date of Sept. 20. DEGRUMMOND was a graduate of Temple High School, 1911, prominent in athletics, tack team, football, etc. He went to the first officers training camp at Leon Springs and was one of two Temple candidates to receive commissions above second lieutenant in that school. Mrs. DEGRUMMOND permits the Telegram to use these excerpts from his letter: "Am writing you for the first time in nearly ten days and this is being written under difficulties. (This stationery is captured German paper and am writing in a former German dugout, but thank God it is ours now and never again will it be in Germany's hands) "Never will I forget the events of the past seven days. I cannot remember all though,, for so much happened, my brains haven't entirely cleared up yet. "On the morning of the twelth at 1 o'clock, it seemed as though one vast volcano had started vomiting its fire and smoke and for four hours this was kept up by thousands of our big guns; then at 5 a.m. we went over the top. That is a common expression I know, but to those who have "gone over the top" it is something not to be jested about, for we were met by a storm of machine guns and the enemy artillery. Not once did our men falter, they walked across that five hundred yards of open ground just as calmly as you see men walking around the court house square in old Stephenville, right on through German first line and before noon we had gone over three miles and could have gone ten further but were forced to stop in order for the drive on the left to catch up, for you see we are on the extreme right of the drive or at least near the right, and there was a big salient west of us that had to be driven in, so we had to wait one day for them; then on the third day we started again at about 3 p.m. and by 6 p.m., we were two kilometers further which was our objective and which we now hold, nearly in sight of Metz. To use a common expression, we "licked the very boots: off of Fritz. It was a glorious fight. I could not begin to give you details for it would take a volume, so will wait until I come home to tell you all the "wild stories." It is sufficient to say that the Germans are deathly afraid of the Americans and we have their "goat.: If they were not so well armed with machine guns we would be in Berlin in thirty days. They can not fight with anything else. The second day of the drive I captured one machine gun with ten of our men. We killed the machine gunner from a distance of sixty feet and when it quit firing I crawled forward through the underbrush to see where the other Germans had gone. Could not see anything but the dead gunner and the machine gun, so called for my men to come forward, an I walked up to the machinegun thinking all of the enemy had run. But what did I see, but one watching me from behind a tree about fifty feet away. He made a movement and I thought he was fixing to fire at me, but I beat him to it; didn't hurt him though just shot him through the sleeve. It was very comical to see him then, he wildly waived his arm up and down the side of the tree shouting "Kamarad." I made him come out and carry the captured gun back to our line half a mile behind us. That is only one of the many incidents but will not tell you more now. You must not let these things worry you, for when you receive this, no doubt we will be far behind the lines resting. "Just three months ago today I left New York and had no idea would be in a big drive before next spring. As it is we have been at the front just one month today and I have not had my clothes off but twice and then only to take a bath. You would laugh to see us now covered with mud from head to feet, some with half their clothes torn off, but still we are a happy and cheerful bunch, for just think, we were in the first " All American Drive.: Captured one hundred and fifty square miles of territory and fifteen thousand prisoners-and guns and stores without number. I have a pretty little automatic pistol I captured from the dead machine gunner referred to above, which I'm going to give to you when I get home. Also have a pair of German field glasses. You have no idea of the amount of equipment they threw away. The roads were simply lined with everything in their mad rush to get away from us. If I could have carried things and could have stopped to pick them up, I would have a small fortune. Will try and write again tomorrow. Am still in command of the company. Expect the captain back in about a week. Must write mother. Oh! Yes, came near forgetting to tell you. I actually got wounded Ha! a spent machine gun bullet hit me on two fingers of the right hand, still a little sore, but it won't even leave a scar am afraid" No Oceans of Love For Him. Somewhere in France, Sept. 12, 1918. Heidenheimer, Texas - Dear Brother Thought I would write you a few lines to surprise you. Would have written you sooner but haven't had the chance and that is all there is to it. Well, I am in France all right at a last and like it all right so far. It is a very pretty country but far different from ours. The climate so far has been mighty nice. It rains plenty but that is not so bad. I can't tell you all I would like to in a letter but maybe I can when I see you later. Believe me, I sure had some fun coming across the pond. (Say but that was some pond! I have had girls to send me oceans of love in letters before now and never thought much about it but from now on I will know that they don't know what they are talking about.) Yes, I had lots of fun coming across. The only trouble is I was on detail the biggest part of the time. I was hanging over the rail feeding the fish. Ha, ha! But, believe me it was not very funny at the time. I don't believe a fellow really knows what being sick is until he has been seasick. It sure is great relief when he vomits. I believe he would die if he did not . No, I was not by myself feeding the fish. I got sick the first day out and got over that and was making it all right until a storm came up, then I had it all to go through with again, only not so bad the last time. No, I don't think I will ever be a sailor, for that is dull sport to me. Believe me I was sure glad when the land was sighted. I began to think all the world was water but the U. S. A. I will close for this time hoping to hear from you soon as possible. As ever, your bud, Dee C. LAMBERT. Located in Paris.-On Active Service, France, Sept. 30, 1918- Tom Cole, Temple, Texas - Dear Tom: It was sure fine to receive last Thursday, Sept26, your letter, written way back in July (on the 21st). It came with the first letters I received on this side and I had been so long without mail that even an advertisement would have looked good addressed to me, to say nothing of a real letter, such as yours. Since my last to you I have been finally allowed to cross the pond to this side. Our trip over was without incident except it got mighty long and tiresome before we sighted land. We saw no subs and had no trouble whatever. All of us had to do work of some kind aboard ship but we had a lot of time to watch the sad sea waves. Most of the boys were seasick but I escaped somehow. We arrived on this side early this present month. For a time were in a rest camp, then sent to Tours, France. At the latter place were assigned to the various divisions, etc., we were to work in . My luck, or my commanding officer seemed to be with me and I was one of a few to be sent to Paris. It is considered quite a turn of luck to be sent, here as very few men are stationed in Paris, when you compare them with the numbers at other places. Was in Tours for a few days and spent the time seeing the city to the best of my ability. It is an interesting place and there are lots of Americans there. I ran across a few I had left back in Camp Hancock last June. They beat me over, although I expected to be here first. I have now been in Paris about ten days but have seen very little of the city as my work is in an office of a factory on the outskirts. The city is darkened at night account possible air raids, so its no use to go to town unless you have lots of money to spend in the cafes or at the theatres, or go to the "Y" You can bet your bottom dollar though I put in the Sundays seeing all I can, but it is useless to try to tell you of it, Tom: It's just too blooming big. Let me say this though, that when you hear that Paris is a beautiful city just put it down as a fact, because it is. Washington does not compare with it if we take away the capitol building and library of congress, and these will not offset what's over here by a long way. Yesterday I visited the tomb of Napoleon I. There were literally thousands of people doing the same thing. Suppose it would be the same in our country if Washington's tomb was more conveniently located. I have met one man since arrival over here from Temple district. He is Carroll C. BAUGH and his home is near Rogers. He told me he is Will DAVIS' brother-in-law. Texan seem to be scarce where I've been for some reason, and the boys I enlisted with are now separated from me, one was left behind in New Jersey and the other is somewhere in France. From the appearance of things now, to judge from reports, the scrap won't last over five years or so longer and then we will all come home. Remember me to all the fellows at the store, including the darkies and tell the latter that about the happiest crowd I've seen in France was a bunch of their brothers at the dock where we unloaded. They are there to do stevedore work and are a long way from being unhappy. Sincerely, U. C. STERQUEL. Saw Three Planes Knocked Cold-On active Service with the American Expeditionary Force, Sept. 15, 1918 - Mrs. W. H. SMITH, Temple: Dear Mother: I have been trying to write to you for some time. This being Sunday morning and nothing else to do, I thought it would be a good time to write a few letters. As I wrote you before while we were on the road, that we were going up the line, which we did and now back at the base. We enjoyed the trip very much and had a few exciting moments. I had the pleasure of watching an aerial combat in which two boches and one French plane knocked cold. Two of the boche aviators were mere kids. Most of the Americans go for the house tops or any thing high when such stuff is being pulled. The officers try to chase the boys inside. They generally go inside, out the back way and on top to get a commanding view. The barrage the anti-aircraft guns put up is very beautiful at time. While watching some planes very low little did I dream that one had just finished putting a few shots at our beloved corporal, the hard boiled company clerk. He beat a hasty retreat to the old gang a little excited but bubbling over with laughter. He stopped to watch what was going on got into it himself. He sure did want to stay but we all had to come back. I saw John MCGREGOR (or Gregory) who lived next to us on Ninth street. He sure did look fine and healthy. He has a good position if there is a thing like that in the army. You said something about John and Riddle going to a school to learn a little French so they could get by. Well, I didn't have to go to school to get that much. I know enough to go where I want and to get what I want, talk a little with the girls, so why worry with some guy who yells at you trying to make you talk like him? All the boys are here and we get together and have a good time. Ike BUFORD is in Paris on detached service. He is doing fine. Jim STEPHENS, MANGHAM and PORTER are well. Russell P. HARRIS, son of the doctor who recently moved to Temple, is in our company. He is like one who lived with us. Am going out and see Gus NELSON and Buddy BYRD, who are in training about forty miles of here. You seem to be in a hurry for my return. Don't rush! It will be some time. Will get my sergeancy soon. A little mix up in the papers caused a delay. I am over the shop end and have about fifteen mechanics and helpers. We handle mostly new machines. It was a surprise to me when I heard that I would be made sergeant mechanic, although I have worked hard. All the boys were pleased and that amounted to more than one might imagine. In most cases someone else or maybe a bunch of them kick but not one kicked when they said me. A few, at least one, had tried to get it but did not know I was going to get it, but was satisfied when they informed him he was our of luck. Will send you some of my pictures before Christmas. Will have some made before long. Will also send some pictures of different parts I have been in. I have just come in and covered a little over 2, 000 miles, round trip. I have been across France, up and down, side ways and am about ready for anything that comes along. I can shove anything from a wheelbarrow to a Hudson super or Cads. I have seen this country mostly through goggles and on new motorcycles. I have been so dirty that I felt like sand paper about half used; so tired and sleepy and full of white wine that I couldn't find my shoes the next morning. I am having some time at that. Will love to all, your son -Sergt. Jewel B. SMITH. Training for the Front-Somewhere in France, Sept. 19, 1918 - Mr. and Mrs. J. B. CARSON and Family, Temple: Dear Loved Ones: I am at the Y. M. C. A. Have just finished dinner and come down here. We are to have some moving pictures at 2:30 o'clock, I came to church this morning; heard a fine message from one of our chaplains. We had one of the bands with us and also had a piano. With all those instruments and all of us fellows turned loose we sure did have good old singing. I am taking a course in machine gun schooling and like it fine. We have some of our machine guns with us at school each day and we get practical experience along with our instructions. Our guns can shoot 450 times per minute without injury to the gun. Sept., 22. It has rained all the morning and we fellows are sitting around in our quarters writing letters and reading the papers. We get the New York Herald, Chicago Tribune, Stars and Stripes and one called the Daily Mail. We can get these papers for four cents each. They contain only two sheets and give the news from the firing line each day. I have me a new fall hat, in other words a steel helmet. It resembles a wash pan more than a hat and its weight is only about five pounds. I had my first experience in firing and operating a machine gun. It shoots about as fast as greased lightning. We had a new roof put on our barracks which keeps our quarters dry. I have a good cot and hay bed to sleep on and plenty of wool blankets. There are lots of chestnut trees here and they are loaded down with green nuts. Also there are lots of blackberries. Sept. 26. Just four months ago today I left home for Camp Travis and it seems like four years. I am feeling fine. Received your letter Tuesday that was mailed Aug 28. Sept. 29. I have completed my machine gun schooling but will be kept busy at other things. Just returned form our night service. Although it was wet and sloppy, we had a packed house and a splendid service, which made us feel good to have been there. Give my regards to all my friends, Walter T CARSON. Eleven Time Over Somewhere in France, Sept 25, 1918 - Mr. Henry DAWSON, Belton- Dear Grandfather: I suppose you are anxious to hear from me. Am well so far, only I've a few wounds received in last battle which you read of in home papers. Am wounded on left arm, below elbow. It is not a serious wound. Am expected to be well soon and on my way back to company. I know you would like to have more news, but you can obtain more in a home town paper about the war than what I can write. Charlie KIMBRO was all right last time I saw him but since news has reached me in hospital that an accident has occurred while engaged at the front where he was. As I close this letter I suffer a few pains from army wounds and they will be well soon. My best regards to all with wishes to you, Your grandson, Louis Dee ROBINSON. (Louise Dee ROBINSN is a grandson of Henry DAWSON of Belton and son of L. H. ROBINSON of Rogers. He has been somewhere in France since June 21, 1918, and received a wound in left arm on his eleventh time over the top-Relative's note) Book 1 page 253 Influenza Claims Life of a Nurse-Miss Allie OWENS Who Volunteered to Care for sick is Dead-Belton, Oct.28-Satruday about midnight the life of Miss Allie OWENS was claimed by the influenza epidemic. It seemed only a few days before that her charitable and kind acts were being commented on by so many people, for she was one of the voluntary nurses during the epidemic that has caused much sorrow and suffering, when it was learned that she had herself fallen a victim of the disease. Her frail constitution could not withstand the influenza when it became complicated with pneumonia, and Miss Allie OWENS life was called away. Miss Allie was known by many Belton people. She had some years ago, worked in the telephone office, and gave up that work because of her delicate health, and she has worked since that time at various periods as collector for several organizations in Belton. The funeral services were held Sunday afternoon at 4 o'clock in the North Belton cemetery with Rev. J. R. NUTT, pastor of the church where her membership was, conducting the service. W. D. WOODRUFF paid a tribute to the beautiful Christian life which she had lived. Miss OWENS is survived by her mother, and two brothers, one of whom is now serving with the American Expeditionary forces in France. Fine School Attendance-Belton, Oct. 18.-Supt. L. H. HUBBARD states that the attendance today in all of the schools of the city was unusually good-practically perfect. All the teachers were on hand except Miss Kate EASTON of the Tyler school who was held under a special quarantine existing in the city. Mrs. Slade YARRELL is teaching in her place. Also Mrs. ROBINSON of the colored school is absent because of her illness. This is a unusual record for the school in pupil and teacher attendance, and Supt. L. H. HUBBARD feels quite proud of the fact. Business Better-Belton, Oct. 28-"Business better today than at any time during the past three weeks," this was the statement made by dry goods merchants interviewed today. Since the quarantine was put on in Bell County, few people have gone trading, and the merchants with their big fall and winter stock of goods on hand have felt very gloomy over this condition. Today business has assumed a more normal condition. Many farmers were in town feeling good over the recent rains, Baylor girls were seen again and were glad to be out in town once more. The drug stores have had a rush season as have the doctors, up until a few days ago, when business with them began to get slow. Today with all business houses in Belton business has been good. Dr. E. D. TAYLOR Dies-Belton, Oct. 30.-The death of Dr. E. D. TAYLOR of Holland, occurred this afternoon about 2:30. Funeral services will be held in North Belton cemetery tomorrow afternoon at 3 o'clock the funeral party coming from Holland, and going direct to the cemetery here. Rev. BLAYLOCK formerly of Holland will conduct the services. Dr. TAYLOR was a devout Christian, had practiced medicine for over fifty years, many years of his life being spent in Holland, where his death occurred. He was a very prominent Mason, and the Belton-Holland Masonic lodge will probably have charge of these services. Dr. TAYLOR was a devout Christian had been a member of the Baptist Church since he was quite young, and a regular attendant of Sunday School up until two months of his death. Dr. TAYLOR is survived by four children, Mrs. W. W. UPSHAW, Belton; W. G. UPSHAW, instructor in Y. M. C. A. at Camp Stanley, Misses Bettie and Emma TAYLOR of Holland. His wife has been dead since 1906. Junior Red Cross of Belton to Make Money-Belton, Oct. 30-The Belton Junior Red Cross in accordance with the instructions sent out by National Red Cross headquarters to all schools, is making plans for a big Christmas bazaar to be held Saturday Dec. 7. Everybody will be asked to co-operate in giving and buying, and a liberal response is confidently expected. Committees will soon be sent out to canvass the city. Such things as war breads, cakes, cookies, candies salads, fancy work, pillow slips, aprons, sun bonnets, toys, dolls, pot plants, ferns, eggs, chickens, butter, pecans, canned good, and preserves are especially desired, and the students are hopeful of obtaining a donation from every family in Belton and vicinity. Considering the worthiness of the cause, families that are able are urged to be especially liberal with their contributions, Sunday, eggs will be solicited from now until the bazaar. Booths will be arranged for flowers, ferns, and pot plants, preserves and canned goods, poultry, eggs, and butter, toys, and dolls, fancy work, linens, towels, aprons pillow slips, rag carpets, cakes, bread, salad, refreshments, and amusements. A special effort will be made to price every article reasonably, and only to ask what things are worth. With everybody in Belton helping it will be the biggest bazaar ever held in these parts. John BAILEY Dies-Belton, Oct. 30-A telegram was received by relatives here today, telling of the death of John BAILEY, which occurred at Dalhart. John is the oldest son of Mr. and Mrs. W. W. BAILEY, and grew to manhood in Belton. No details as to his death were stated. 1,845 Pounds of Peach Seeds-Belton, Oct. 30.-The Junior Red Cross is justly proud of their record in the shipment of peach seeds. Today 1, 845 pounds were shipped to Austin, most of them were collected by the Junior Red Cross. Supt. HUBBARD feels grateful for the response made to the appeal for seeds. Sulphur sprinkled in the shoes each day, a doctor, according to the Galveston News, says will prevent influenza. It is a simple remedy, try it. The same authority says he went through a siege of yellow fever and waited on people who had it without contracting the disease, using only this sulphur remedy as a precaution. Will U. SHERRILL Honored in Death-Temple Aviator Attended to the Last by Hosts of Citizens- Hundreds of friends and relatives paid tribute to the memory of Will Ury SHERRILL yesterday afternoon when the funeral was held at the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. H. L. SHERRILL, at 2:30 o'clock. Rev. S. E. TULL, who was assisted by Rev. B. A. HODGES in the conduct of the services, touched upon the fine character of the young man who had fallen a victim to the plague while in the service of his country, expressing his personal admiration and that of the large circle of friends. Most noticeable, and filled with fine sentiment, among the masses of floral offerings was a pillar of white chrysanthemums set with a red heart in the center, typifying the esteem in which the young aviator was held by his former comrades of Kelly field. The large assemblage accompanied the body to the plot in the City cemetery where the Benevolent and Protective Order of Elks in ceremonial form consigned their brother to the loving arms of Mother Earth, "ashes to ashes, dust to dust." Book 1 page 254 Miss Allie Owens-Saturday night the spirit of Miss Allie OWENS took its flight to the realm of eternal rest, as a result of pneumonia following influenza. Only a few days ago Miss Allie was doing all she could to alleviate the pains and suffering and administering to the wants of others who were in the clutches of this disease, and thus not withstanding her weakened condition from an ailment from which she had suffered for many years-asthma. Miss Allie was a splendid young lady with a heart full of kindness for others and in her demise much grief and sorrow is felt by those of her acquaintance. The funeral took place yesterday with interment in North Belton cemetery. The bereaved mother and other relatives have our sincere sympathy. Almost every county in the union today mourns her soldier dead. Some have made the supreme sacrifice, falling in action, others no less honored have paid the price in training camps of this country, victims of disease. The graves of those who lie in foreign fields are hallowed to us, and those here at home we gather about almost with reverence due our dead heroes.-Bartlett Tribune. We protest the word "almost" in the above. Have not the boys who have given their lives in the camps at home and now lie beneath the soil of their native land given all they had to give, just as much as those who die on the battle fields. Give them all reverence, not "almost all." Crews of vessels arriving at Stavanger from the Karmo Islands, report having passed several German submarines flying white flags at their mast heads. Returning home while returning good, we presume But, beware of even a white flag displayed by the men of the Kaiser, deception and hidden danger may lurk behind it. October 30, 1918-Dr. W. A. WILSON Dies Suddenly-Word was received here this morning by Miss Grace WILSON that her father, Dr. W. A. WILSON, had died suddenly from heart failure at San Angelo at 10 o'clock this morning. Dr. WILSON had been at San Angelo for some time under treatment for tuberculosis, Robert JAMES goes to San Angelo this afternoon to accompany the remains to this city. Dr. WILSON was president of the Baylor College in this city for fifteen years and his demise will be learned with sorrow and regret by all who knew him. He was a whole souled Christian gentleman and adhered himself closely to all who knew him. The funeral it is expected will take place here on Friday afternoon and burial in North Belton Cemetery. Dr. WILSON was associated with Rev. BROWN and Rev. R. K. MAIDEN formerly of Belton, in the publication of Word and Way at Kansas City, and it is probable that one of these gentlemen will be here to conduct the funeral service. The funeral will be held on Friday with interment in North Belton cemetery, of which further announcement will be made in tomorrow's News. The bereaved relatives have the sincere sympathy of this community. Mrs. R. W. GOTT and Mrs. E. W. FOREMAN, have been called to Waco by the serious illness from influenza among the family of George GOTT there. Roy C. POTTS, son of Mr. and Mrs. A. H. POTTS of this city, who is in the aviation section of Uncle Sam's army at Camp MacArthur, Waco, made his first ascension yesterday, going 2, 200 feet high. Sam CARTER formerly of Belton who has for a number of years been chief clerk in the state treasury department at Austin, has resigned and has accepted the position of receiving teller in the American National bank of the capitol city. Death of a Former Belton Boy-Word was received here recently by relatives, telling of the death at Dalhart, Texas, of John BAILEY, eldest son of Mrs. and Mrs. W. W. BAILEY former residents of this city. The announcement came in a short telegram, and no particulars given. Deceased was reared to young manhood here and will be remembered by many people who will learn with sorrow of his death. Bell County Gins Less Cotton Than 1917.-Special Agent J. W. THOMAS of Rogers announces that prior to October 18, 1918, the number of bales of cotton ginned in Bell County this season, were 20,003, compared with 20, 213 for the same period last season. Book 1 page 255 Hundreds Mourn "Jamie" WOODSON-Passing of Popular Young Man Marked by Pall of Deepest Gloom-The dark pall of gloom hung over the residence of Dr. and Mrs. J. M. WOODSON yesterday afternoon when a multitude of sorrowing people assembled to the service of administering the last rites over the lifeless body that was Jamie WOODSON. Sadness akin to pain was oppressive as the united thought was centered upon the loss suffered by the family, his friends and his countrymen, for Jamie filled a large place in the affections of the people around about a circle wide as had ever been his travels. The funeral services were conducted by Rev. B. A. HODGES and Rev. L. E. SELFRIDGE. Dr. HODGES gave a sketch of the life of the young man of his attainments and ambitions, of this superiority in athletic sports and his particular victory in swimming Chautanqua lake in competition, and of his efforts to enlist in the service of his country at the very beginning of the war and upon occasion thereafter and of his finally accepting work for the government in the secret service department for which he was especially qualified and efficient. Among the floral offering was an outstanding piece contributed by the Daughters of the American Revolution, an American flag done in flowers. Innumerable wreathes, crosses and emblematic designs banked the coffin in veritable masses for nature's most lavish treasures. Ten girls dressed in black and white carried sprays of chrysanthemums. The magnificent premises were taxed to accommodate those who had come to pay their last respects to him whom they mourned and to pay loving tribute to his memory the while they listened to the words of the minister, the song, "Sunshine, Blessed Sunshine," which was the one he had first learned in this childhood, and to go with the friends to the place prepared for him in the city of the dead where they bade him: ""Rest in peace." Belton Journal-Thursday, May 10, 1917- The Hero of Vimy's Ridge Hettie C. SAUNDERS Belton, April 26, 1917 This ends Book 1 of Nannie Scrapbooks
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