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VOLUME XXf.
CLAYTON. RABUN COUNTY. GE6rGIA, THURSDAY OCTOBER 17. 1918.
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NUMBER 44
BUY A BOND, YOUR BOND
WILL BUY A GUN AND
THE GUN WILL KILL A
“Every Bond will bi;y a gun,
Every gun will kill a Hun,
Lots of Bods, means lots of guns,
Lots of guns, means fewer Huns, *
Keep on buying Bonds and guns,
Till the guns get ALL the Huns.”
By Mr*. Lamar R. Lipscomb
BESTIR YCURSFLVLS!
Mother, wives, daughters, sis
ters, and sweethearts!
Don’t leave it all to the men,
and to the women of other coun
tries to fight OUR fight for us.
Over in France the women are
ploughing in the fields, that the
men of their armies may be fed.
Women in England are giving
up youth and beauty from the
highest to the humblest—health
and strength to make guns and
shells for their soldiers. Muni
tion factories are filled with
them. The women of Serbia al
most starv<f that their men nii^nt
have food. The women of Italy
go under fire day by day to
nurse their wounded—and the
women of Flanders have suffer
ed worse than death.
Have YOU suffered a scratch,
or a scar? Have YOU gone
hungry» or cold? Have YOb
made a serious bona-fide sacri
fice? What will YOU say to our
boys when they come back home?
They will know what other wo
men from other countries have
sacrificed and suffered. —Have
YOU done your level best? If
not, there will be a day of reck
oning. Your country, your
friends, your boys, your soul will
ask, “What have YOU done?
Have YOU bought a Fourth Lib
erty Bond—or have you tried
from buying? Can you sleep the
sleep of the just and the.conscien-
or the light houses of France
come into view, our hands and
hearts are touching from one
side to the other.
I am not appealing to all men
and all women, only to those
who have not had the time, in
clination, courage, spirit, intelli
gence, patriotism/ or what ever
you might call it—to come out
into the open and bestir them
selves and others, with am aitious
enthusiasm and to cry, smile and
sing, more, still more Liberty
Bonds!!
Never mind the criticisms of
those who bask ih the sunshine
on “Fresh Air Avenue, “or down
“Hot Ain Boulevard" or around
’’Gossips Row." Take the Stars
and Stripes „in one hand and
theirs in another, if necessary
and march ’em up or down to
Clayton Bank and the ever faith
ful and patriotic Tom Duckett
will be there to welcome you
with that characteristic smile
and show you where to write
your name.
I would rather hurrah, yell and
sing or do anything to raise some
patriotic dust, than to don an
abbreviated skirt, over a YEL
LOW petticoat, where no Thrift
or War Savings Stamps or Lib
erty Loan buttons can be seen
sewed thereon.
Now, all get busy! Good
Heavens! Had I ten women full
of patriotic enthusiasm behind
faithfully td sell one, or have you „ ,...... ... . ..
, me. and with real determination,
. 0 ' h r 8rit. nerve and pep. I could pick
gold out of old Bald Mountain
and get the last hidden miser’s
tlous. tonight, when you dream cent onto(Rabun Counl , hat
of that money tied up in >;our, b rig ht i„ the eight of over one
bandana, hid in your boot, silent m i Uta)aou , aahouM be LOANED,
in the bite feather bed or stuffed „ ot 01VEN our „, vernraent _
the greatest government the
stars ever looked down upon. I
would eo round like the Ku Klux
Klan, with padless hoofs and un
marked faces, by day\and if nec
essary—don the full regalia, by
night if I had enthusiasm benind
me.
in the old tin coffee pot against
the side board wall. Plenty of
monev means an early victory —
an early victory means the quick
er our boys will be marching
home. Let the boys come back
and find we have been standing
in the trenches with them. In
spirit and in deed we have been
inarching on to Berlin with them
and if necessary will die with
them. They are fighting for
us NOW. Yes.^for you, for me,
we women and children.
Suppose the war had been
fought on THIS side, what might
have been the result? Let the
ghosts of Belgium and Flanders
Field'answer. Should we be
luke warm because they are
three thousand miles away ? No!
Across that vast ocean, it takes
seven days and eeven nights to
cross it going at full speed, but
long before the gang plank on
America’s shores is taken away,
THE POWER OF ENTHUSIASM
Be more enthusiastic. 1 t
charges the atmosphere. It is a
fine germ to catch. Luke warm
ness never ran a machine. What
would these great war tanks do
without steam? Well, enthu
siasm is the steam we need to
move the machinery of this Lib
erty Loan drive.
, I wish you all could go over
to France—I want you to meet
those French women. Ah!
They are made of theitrue stuff—
the real courage grit, and back
bone -Their undaunted courage,
their exhilirations of enthusiasm
are now telling oh the battle fields
of France—It has and will con
tinue to produce results.
Those French women certainly
DO-O er.thuse. They get behind
those men with smiles and cheer s.
When their soldiers go off to war,
the$r throw their farewell kiss -s
with a smile as they show their
peirly white teeth behind lips
which knows no tremor.
A WARNING
When our boys come marchirg
home, don’t let them find cau.e
for comparison. Be rpady to an
swer their questions “and what
did you do for us while we were
over there?" “What sacrifice
did YOU make?"
Oh, the day of reckoning will
come! The slackers will n arch
all together on one side-the
heroes and the heroines will
march on the other side—togeth
er to the Halls of Celebration
with their decorations of Liberty
Loan Buttons, Red Cross, Y. W.
C. A.., Salvation Army and ali
the insignia that are now strug
gling to sustain and maintain our
country for its rights won by the
blood of her sons. Let Georgia
be p.oud of her boys. Let them
come home decorated with a
medal bearing the inscription of
her proud seai-^pn one side—and
on the other—let it read, “We
fought for this— Wisdom, Justice
and Democracylet it -be
added “and for the godeLloyal, pa
triotic women of America, who!
helped us to win it!"
We are all part of this machin
ery. Get this into your heads.
One can be a screw, a band, a
wheel, a turn roll, a drop of oil,
water, steam or anything, just
so he or she is a part of this war.
ALL MUST WORK TOGETHER
We can’t do without the men
and. they can’t do without the
women, tho they may sometimes
seem like it. It’s the old story
in Hiawatha of the bow and the
arrow—“Useless, each without
the other.”
Let’s all' pull together.
“It ain’t the individual,
Nor the army as a whole,
But the everlasting team work
Of every bloomin’ soul.”
Let our soldier boy come back
home and see and hear what we
have done and let it be good pay
for him.
“When I come home, from dark to light
And tread the roadways long and white,
And tramp the lanes I tramped of yore,
And see the village greens once more,
The tranquil farms, the meadows free,
The friendly trees that nod to me,,
And hear, the lark beneath the sun,
’Twill be good pay for what I’ve done
When I come home!”
Born to Mr. and Mrs. Will
Smith last Friday a fine girl,
weighing 11 1-4 pounds, named
Mary Louise.
Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Hollifield
and Mr. and Mrs. Jiles Smith of
Wolf Creek section, were in
Clayton last Monday.
Sheriff L. F. Rickman and his
father, Mr. J. E. Rickman left
Tuesday morning for Wilkes
county with fourteen fiqe mules.
Russel Turpin, who is working
for Sheriff Rickman went with
them. * 1
Francis E. Brown, son of Mr.
and Mrs, E. P. Brown, of Dillard,
Georgia, died in France, of
wounds received in action, on
September 13 th 1818.
Frank, as he was familiarly
called, was one of Rabun’s truest
and bravest young men and loved
by all who knew him. He en
listed for army service at Nor
folk, Va., on June 8th, 1917, in
the National Guard. Serving in
first enlistment period as a car
penter. By reason of bulletin 150
H. E. D., he was transferred to
the regular army on Aug, 2nd,
1917. He was twenty years of
age when he enlisted and enter
ed from Dillard, Ca., in Company
E. 116th Infantry as first class
private and was trained at Camp
McClellan, Ala., and sailed for
France on June 14th, 1918.
Frank had many friends in Clay
ton, who were grieved to learn of
his death. He attended school
here in the spring of 1914. He
has two other brothers now in
the service. Henry Brown who
is in the Coast Artilery Corps,
Fort Warden, Washington and
Harry G. Brown in the United
States Navy on ship, Pittsburg.
Besides his father and mother he
leaves three other brothers, Er
nest, Willie and Albert and one
sister, Miss Beaula.of Dillard. He
w r as a member of Wesley Chapel
Methodist church and also a
member of the Y. M. C. A. He
was buried with military honors
in France by the side of other
American soldiers. He has given
his life for the protection of the
American hemes and his memory
will ever be sweet to all true
patriotic Americans.
Herny La Jones Dead.
Henry L. Jones, the eldest son
of the late Sheriff i. H. Jones,
died ill France on August % 1918.
Henry was a brave and manly
young man and lived here in
Clayton a number of years with
his father and mother. He was
called to the colors this last sum
mer. Henry was an industrious
boy and was always thoughtful
and kind to his mother and
younger brothers. Wprds can
not express our sympathy for his
mother, brothers, and sister.
The following two letters writ
ten to his mother, Mrs. V. C.
Philyaw, will more fully explain
his death:
Annual Meeting
Red Cross
All members of the Rabun
chapter of the American Red
Cross are urged to meet in the
court house Clayt on Wednesday
October, 23rd., at 2 p. m. for
the puspose of electing officers,
and an executive committee for
the ensuing year, and to adopt
plans for the annual member
ship drive. Come! You are
peeded. f
J. A. Green, Pres.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. D. L.
Dillingham of Quartz. Ga., on
Sept. 27th., a fine 14 1-2 pound
boy.
Name—Sartell Prentice, Chap
lin, American Red Cross, Base
Hospital 101 A. E. F.
My Dear Mrs. Philyaw:
You will have received bv this
time the notice of t he death of
your son in this hospital on
August 2nd. 1 write to send you
such details as I can add and my
own deep sympathy. I saw him
several times a day during the
brief time he was in the hospital,
I was with him the morning of
his death. We spoke together
of the great promises on which
our faith is founded and prayed
together. The end came quietly,
he simply slept awav. Every
jtare that could be given him he
received and everything possible
was done for his comfort. One
of the officers of his Company
came down and walked with me
to the cemetery when he was
buried and spoke with the great-
sympathy for you and of appre
ciation of your son, Hp was
buried with military honors m
the Soldier’s Cemetery at St.
and with the service of the
church. I beg you to believe
that we appreciate fully how
deep a sorrow his death brings
to you and we can share with the
fathers and mothers in America
who have given their sons for
the great work to which we have
set our hands. May God comfort
you.
Yours most sincerely,
Sartell Prentice.
On active service with the Am
erican Expeditionery Forces.
Mrs. Johnston de Forest,
BaSe Hospital 101.
A. E. F.
Aug. 9,1918.
My dear Mrs Philyaw-
You have heard before this of
the death of your son Henry L.
Jones in the Hospital on August
2nd., 1918. Iam the Red Cross
visitor here and J want to tell
you a little of the circumstances
for I know how dreadfully bad
it is to be so far away and to
know so little. Your son came
to the hospital on July 28 suf
fering from an accidental gun
shot wound. This had caused a
compound fracture and amputa
tion was necessary. He weak
ened very much after the opera
tion and died. I have talked to
the nurse who took care of your •
boy and I know he had every
possible caie and attention and
comfort. Miss Baimer is es
pecially kind and sympathetic.
Your' so*i was buried with
Military Honors in the American
Cemetery here. It is a pretty
and well kept place and he rests
with others of hiB comrades who
have given their life for their
country. > >
With deepest sympathy.
I am very sincerely.
Mary Ogden de forest.
American Red Cross Home
Communication Service.
