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The Henry County Weekly A Weekly Newspaper Devoted to the Interests of McDonough and Henry County. VOL. XLIV. INTERESTING LETTER FROM LIEUT. TIMON BOWDEN Now at the Front in Trenches of France. Experience with American Boys “Over There” Touchingly Related. The Weekly is permitted to publish the following letter from Mr. Timon Bowden, who has re cently received his commission as Lieutenant, to his father, Mr. J F. Bowden, which is deeply interest ing to his friends as well as others here: France. Sundav. July 7, 1918. My Dear Papa : Am now in a rest camp after do ing my first stay in the trenches. Was relieved in time to have a hol iday on the fourth. Sure wish that I could have been at home with you. and 1 thought of everv one so much, and I do every day. Don’t know how long I will he here, but am sure that 1 will be on my way back to the trenches be fore many days. Late yesterday afternoon I walk ed up the road a few miles towards the front., to a little village that the Germans had ravaged some time ago. And under a grove of trees were a group of American troops resting, on their wav back from the front, and they were sing ing. “Abide With Me, Fast Falls the Eventide, the Darkness Deepens, Lord, With Me Abide.” The last time I heard this was back in Mc- Donough, this time it was “Some where in France.” Mv ears, still warm from the thunder of battle, eagerly drank in the soft cadences of the old familiar hymn, The Major commanding the column, his'officers by his side, stood just where I was on the fringe of the gathering, in the darker shadows, but dimly seen ; many of the towns people were collected, scarce under standing, yet held in a spell by the soft sweetness of the music. And never before in Alien land had home come back to me as in that twilight hour. For a moment or two the singing ceas.ed ; the hymn was ended. The roll of the guns but a mile or two away seemed strangely unusual, even they were silent. A few low crooning notes, scarce a whisper, like the sighs of the night wind in the tree tops, and then came, to those who listened, “Lead Kindly Light Amid the Encircling Gloom. ” Who in this world to whom these lines are familiar could have re mained silent? Many had been con tent only to listen at the previous hymn, but with, the gray shadows deepening around us until all was indistinct, no mortal soul so dull ed but stretched out its being to the great God of battle. Over the old square lined with high pitched gables, its quaint old church tower a shapeless blot, on the sky. against which the lurid light of battle stabbed the dark ness, the plea for guidance rolled on and upward to the very gates of heaven. No rank or pile there, hut one great appeal from the very human souls of that wayside group, in deed. a song of prayer wrung from those who felt that amid the dang ers so real, so near, only One Power could lead them in the way of safety. That song ended, the circle be gan to waver a bit, but the soldiers were loathe to break the solemn spell cast, by the soul stirring songs. Just another, sergeant, someone pleaded. The circle steadied, and for a moment the guns were silent. Then with a deafning crash, a near by “Hawitzer” rent the very heav ens. and lit the sky tor an instant with blood red glare. There was : the silence of awe, then “Onward, i Christian Soldiers, Marching as to War,” the sergeant felt the call of the guns and boldlv led that song of battle. That sound of terror so close, so compelling, had roused in every heart the dread call that has taken them far from home, from ease and safety, from friends and families, but these be the things for which we fight. And it is onward we are going, there is no doubt in our minds, no hesitation in our actions. No fear can be al lotted to these brave lads who, in Judge Searcy Announces. His numerous Henry county friends, with those over the en tire Flint Circuit, are pleased to know that Judge Searcy, whose formal announcement appears in these columns, has no probability of opposition for another term. His entire record as judge has re ceived unanimous endorsement, and The Weekly takes special pleasure in reproducing the fol lowing from the Jackson Argus: “Since being promoted to the bench Judge Jearcy has measured up to the expectations of his friends and admirers. He is a student of the law, presides with dignity and fairness, and rules with impartiality between all liti gants. He has won a warm place in the affections of the bar and the people and is a very popular jurist. Judge Searcy is a man of most charming personality and enjoys the friendship of thousands of citizens over the Flint circuit, and it will be a pleasure for his friends to honor him with their suffrage in the primary of Sep tember 11.” It’s In the Air. Windblown pollen, carrying the bacteria that .inflame nose and throat and cause hay fever, is abroad in the land. One remedy is known to give relief and com fort from choking, gasping asthma and tormenting hay fever. This reliable remedy is Foley’s Honey and Tar that spreads a healing, soothing coating on the inflamed membranes, stops irritating coughs and summer colds. Anyone who has once used this standard cough and cold remedy will accept no other. The McDonough Drug Co. this remote part of France, sang again their hymns of prayer and praise. To some, perhaps, their words had almost faded from mem ory, but from home and Sundav schools and churches, too, the lines came echoing back over all the years. The last line had died away echoing up the narrow streets. “America,” shouted the sergeant. Sharp to attention came the sol diers and America rang out as clear as a bugle call, and so ended that gathering of pathos and devotion. Slowly I started hack for my vil lage, the houses grew smaller as I reached the outskirts of the town, and blank darkness with all its hidden dangers lay in front of me. For a moment a soft glow from the guttering candle of a, wayside shrine picked out a figure, whose coat of blue, told me a Comrade of France, sought comfort there in prayer. And T felt as if again a child, when I. too, knelt in prayer at my mother’s knee. And I felt like singing, “Lead Kindly Light Amid the Encircling Gloom. The Night is Dark, and I Am Far From Home, Lead Thou Me On. ” Yes. sir, it will make you think a bit when you are what you term “over there.” But we have got the old "Bosh” by the neck now, and it' won't he long before we will be “over there,” and we all want ic to be soon. Everything in the way of busi ness is moving along as you would have it. I am sure. And 1 trust that all are well, and enjoying life in its every xohase. I am getting along fine, health is splendid, and don’t suppose that I could be feeling better. Papa. I think of everyone of you and miss you so much every day, and continue to write me often, there is nothing that dues me so much good. I will write you at every opportunity. With lots of love to you and all, [ am. As ever your bov. TIMON, Previous to receipt of the fore going letter Monday, Mr. Bowden had received the following cable gram last Thursday; Pais, July 81. Here buying equipment. Some town. Am well. Much love. Lieut. Timon Bowden, McDonough, Georgia, Friday, august 9, 1918. New Classified List Returned to Board! Below is a full list of white and colored registrants reclassed and returned to the local board to be placed in class I. White. John Henry Conkle Robert Selfridge' Alonza Watson Rape J. C. Nash Luther Morrison*Moss James W. Mitchell Lee Adam RoseUerr'y R. H. Payne Elijah Arnold Fields C. W. Chappell Homer Watson Bledsoe James Henry Samuel Askew Wall Claud Alexander Moss J ohn Roscoe Loan William Champ Coker Clifford Lee Stone Wayman Emmitfc Smith John Thomas < )ash John Green Jones Samuel D. Speer Everitt James Cofer James Nelson Rape Malone Fields H. H. Fannin T. H. Glass Charles Lawson Moseley William R. Pritchett Ray mon d CalfH'ppor Robert Rofe Bailey Marvin Evan Foster Robert Hendiev Daniel James Harrell Goodman Joseph James Fields Virgil J. Hawkins Lendon Pharr Rosser William Odell Crawford Thurber David Trainer Howard Swann A' Wayman Cawthoiv Eugene Elijah Coß'kle . J. N. Blankeiislftp Hilton Cawthon John Jackson •MOwart ‘-'Em Gar ham V ,C • ft* Stark Perry / * V fit. W P,oW« i‘ * . Oscar Tidwell Byron Marston Willie Wesley Reagan Tom White John Homer Stephens John Newt Clark William Charles Wilson Samuel Reese McKinley . Carl Shaw Alvin Greenberry Bryans William C. Winn Paul Morris Jasner Clarence Willard Charley Nail Frank Lee Carter Joe Thurman Samuel Hugh Coker Hugh W. Farris Pinkney May Martin Willie Davis Calloway William Harkness Colored. Raymond Middlebrooks Robert Stafford Clarence Wise Andiew Johnson Murr Simmons Virgil Hunt Gussie Goldsten Howard Flemister John Henry Cloud Tom George * Albert Fainbro Willie Gresham Ed Watson Dan Childs Adam Cleveland John McKibben John Edwards, Jr. George Fletcher William Riley Davis Arthur Goodman Charles Stroud Sammie Wooten Tom Swann Clarence Smith Jesse Colwell Beck Ernest Hinton Howard Weems Alonza Welch Lonis Turner John Metts Charlie Watson Crawley Canady John Turner Thomas Augustus Arnold Lensa Gleaton Crawford Pitman Troy Weems Roy Hardy Thomas Hill Raymond Barnes Homer EUis Will George John Barnes Arthur Smith W illiams John Me Day William Grant Virlin Hindsman LIEUT. CHARLES COOK SEVERELY WOUNDED # Writes Mother Cheerful Letter Describes Life in Trenches and Hospitals. American Soldiers Can Whip Huns. Mrs. W. F. Cook of Cusseta re ceived some weeks ago the fol lowing letter from her son, Ljeut. Charles Harold Cook, who was wounded in France. Lieut. Cook is a brother-in-law of Mrs. Helen Dunn of McDonough, and his let ter will be read with much inter est here — A. E. F., France, June 25. My Dear Mamma: — Well, since 1 wrote you last 1 have been moved about two hun dred miles and am now in a post hospital. This hospital system is the most complicated thing you ever saw. Since I was shot, 1 have been in no less than five, in cluding the regimental first aid station. You start out with the regimental station and each one you pass sure adds to your treat ment. Finally you land in a base hospital a long distance back of the lines. That is where I am now, and where I will stay until wound is completely healed. Came down here two days ago in one of Uncle Sam’s hospital trains. lam still in bed. The doctors say, though, that I can get up jn another week or ten days. I don’t feel had at all except that my arm pains me, of course. It •watf a very painful wound. Glass and .fragments from wrist watch were left in it by the bullet and • plwe l he. euferged rip get them out. It alrigW though and in two months I’ll be ready for the fight again. Don’t worry about me. lam in the very best of hands. This hos pital unit is composed of doctors from John Hopkins University, Baltimore, so you see in whose hands 1 am. I could get no bet medical treatment anywhere in the United States, and the nurses are perfectly grand to me. My. every wish is gratified. 1 suffered from my wound more before it was dressed than I have at any time since. It was twenty four hours before 1 reached the first aid station after being hurt. Immdiately atter the attack the Germans laid an artillery barrage in the back area of our position and it was so heavy they couldn’t carry me through it, consequent ly I had to stay in my hole until it was over. I stuck it out, though, and finally got in next day. What do you know- about that for una dulterated cruelty? Fritz knew j we would probably have some j wounded after the party and he | figured he would cut them off from the first aid station with his artillery. They think they are wise birds at this war game, but the Sammies are teaching some thing each day. They are begin ning to realize that when we get enough men over here there will be no more No Man’s Land. It will belong to Uncle Sam. Let me tell you what one American unit did recently. During their their stay at the front they re pulsed at least a dozen attacks without ever letting a single Ger man get into their front line trenches, and at the same time advanced their owm line about two miles. What do you know about that? Isn’t it wonderful for new soldiers? This isn’t hear say. I’ve been all over the scene of action myself. You people back home have no cause for worry. Just sit steady in the boat and the victory will be finally ours —the Stars and Stripes have never felt the sting of defeat and it is too late now. Inspired by the principle which it represents, Uncle Sam’s lad’s will be invincible. “He is thrice armed who has a just cause, and Mr. Walter Hightower Seriously Wounded. In a difficulty in the early part of last Monday night, Mr. J. Wal ter Hightower was shot and seri ously wounded by Carleton Hen derson in Stockbridge, the bullet penetrating the stomach and mak ing five perforations of the intes tines. Mr. Hightower was placed in an automobile and hurried to an At lanta hospital, where an operation was performed as quickly as pos sible, and at last accounts the pa tient was doing well, though his condition is necessarily still un certain. The affair is deeply deplored not only in Stockbridge, but over the entire county, the victim’s numerous friends trusting he may safely pull through, and as he has survived thus far the chances are in his favor. Henderson was taken to Atlan ta by Sheriff Ward and placed in jail, where he still remains. He is said to be a stranger in Stock bridge and but little known of him. Rape-Greer. A marriage of interest to a wide circle of friends was that of Miss Ruth Rape and Mr. W. J. Greer, which occurred in Atlanta Sunday morning, Dr. Porter officiating. Mr. and Mrs. Greer Bre two of McDonough’s most popular young people, the groom possessing bus iness ability of highest order, and at’'present T’teti'ffipartant., position of Assistant Cashier Cirri National Bank, and Tttlifiemirr good wishes and congratulations are extended them. After a three days stay in At lanta they returned to McDonough and were supper guests Tuesday night of the bride’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Rape. For the < present they are residing with the groom’s mother, Mrs. H. H. Greer Husband and Wife. Mrs. Frank P. Wood, Box 18, R . F.D. 2, Morrill, Me., writes : “Fo ley Kidney Pills help me so much My husband also has received much benefit from them. He was so lame he could not stoop ov ; i and now he feels no pain.” Lame back, sore muscles, stiff joints, rheumatic aches and pains are quickly conquered by Foley Kid ney Pills. Don’t neglect your kid neys nor mistake symptoms of ov erwoked or disordered kidneys for the “slowing up” of age. The McDonough Drug Co. As The Weekly goes to pres“ Mr. John Bond of Ellen wood hands in the first open cotton boil., found Wednesday, Aug. 7—among earliest record in this section. ours is just, as sure as there is a God in heaven. In conclusion, let me insist that you not worry about me. I’ll be alright in just a few weeks. lam perfectly contented. My aopetite is working ninety miles per hour and the army “chow” has never beeiA)etter. Regards to all my friends a ! home. Love to all the family, with a large portion for yourself, Lovingly, Cbas. P. S. —Am enclosing a little sou venir —fives marks of German money —that once upon a time belonged to a real German. He doesn’t claim it any more, though, as he departed recently for the place where all dead Germans go. Chas. $1.50 A YEAR
