Merrick County News
Scrapbook of Mrs. C. J. (Elizabeth) Dittmer
Assumption - that all these were published in the Clark's Enterprise ...
or the newspaper of Shelby, IOWA
None of the articles bear a publication date or name of newspaper.
Scrapbook, page 16
When The Blue Stars Turn to Gold
We don't seem to know till we've lost it
Just how much a thing is worth,
And then when it's gone we discover
'Twas the most precious thing on earth.
Something we prized in it newness,
Grows dearer as it grows old,
And that which we treasured as silver
We discover is purest gold.
Perhaps today you are treasuring
A wee flag of red and white, -
It is hanging in the window
Through the day and night,
And on its white heart is gleaming
A star of heaven's own blue.
A star for your boy who is fighting,
For his country and for you.
Our service flags are crimson;
How we glory in each star;
How we love our boys and miss them,
And how proud of them we are.
And, if God, in his infinite wisdom,
Should call them to his fold;
We still fly the flag of crimson,
But the blue star now is gold.
Oh, boys; in the flush of your manhood,
How you answered that call to arms;
How you came from the towns and cities,
From the villages and the farms.
How we glorified in your going;
And we ask dear God to hold,
And to help us if the time comes
When your blue star turns to gold.
And we're sending you this message,
To that land across the foam;
To tell you how the home folks
Are praying for you at home.
And if you should never come back,
You must know that time grows old
We shall treasure that flag of crimson,
With blue stars turned to gold.
-- Photograph by Union Pacific Ry Press Bureau.
BILLY UVICK (Ammt. Train Bt.? B - handwritten)
Billy Uvick, "The Omaha Butcher Boy," who will be seen in action against a Camp Dodge mitt slinger at the Inter-Camp tournament to be held Saturday night at Convention hall. Uvick, in ordinary military life, is a sergeant in the 314th ammunition train; but is gaining considerable pugilistic honors on the side. Ordinarily, Billy wears an angelic and pleasing smile, but his fighting face shown here, is guaranteed to run an entire platoon of Huns out of their trenches.
Emerson Kokjer came in Tuesday noon from Camp Eustis, Virginia, for a seven day furlough with the folks at home. This is the first time Emerson has been home since he enlisted at Lincoln a year ago last May. He is a full-fledged radio sergeant now, and is connected with the 49 artillery. He looks fine, and seems to be very much enamoured with life as a soldier. Unless he succeed in getting an extension on his furlough he will have to start on his return trip this morning.
Scrapbook, page 17
In fact life is full of humorous things. We are thinking now of a registrant of the first draft who became suddenly valuable as a farm manager, highly skilled, general factorum and all around indispensable link between one farmer and financial and economic annihilation. Without him this man's farm would become a barren waste. Of course he got his deferred classification. In fact he got it on two counts, the second county being an equally valid or rather invalid claim on the grounds of dependency. The neighbors talked so much about fraud and the fellows own worthless actions were so patent to everyone, that this fall the boards took his pretty little exemption papers away from him and left him standing naked to the world. Now come the report that when he was taken in for physical examination he fell down and was told to put on his clothes and go home. But just to think of the mental anguish that poor boob suffered for a whole year.
The H. C. Meinhold place sold Tuesday to W. A. Davis of Clarks. The purchase price was $142.50 per acre for the quarter section. Mr. Meinhold paid $135.00 for it a year ago. It is considered a very good farm and the price reasonable. Carraher and Larson conducted the sale.
At the Meinhold sale Tuesday a certain fellow made a mistake and took a can of popcorn that M. A. Larson had bought for $2. The corn was in the George Spires car. Larson offers to drop the matter, corn and all, if the fellow will quietly pay two dollars into the Red Cross in Clarks. A very fair offer.
First Casualty From Merick (sic) Co.
News came Friday of the death of Hans C. (sic) Dittmer, who is the first Merick Co. man to lose his life in the great struggle for liberty, in France.
Soldier Boys Letters
The following letter from Arthur Best tell something of Navy work and their cooks.
U. S. S. Charleston
April 17, 1918
Mr. and Mrs. Henry Moore
Dear Uncle and Aunt:
I have a little spare time so thought I would just write you a few lines. We are having fine weather here now. I wish I could be outside a little more to enjoy it., but I am pretty busy all the time. This mess job is pretty steady but it is not hard work. By the time I get out of the navy I will sure know how to serve and wash dishes. One can get experience of most all kind here.
I went to Washington about a week ago and sure had a fine trip, I was most of the places of interest. I did not see the zoological gardens or Mt. Vernon. I was in the museum for two hours but one should have a whole day there. The Roosevelt collection is there and it is sure fine.
We mess cooks have to peel and slice vegetable between meals. It takes about five bushels of potatoes and a quarter of a beef for a meal.
We have a good variety of vegetables, almost all kinds. We slice a barrel of carrots and a barrel of onions yesterday. Will have some beets to slice today. We had ice cream and cake last Sunday. I think we will have apple pie today. Last night for supper we had apple sauce and they run short. There was one barrel of it.
I will close for this time, with love to all,
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- "Hank" West Selling
Out, Goes to Canada
Monday September 2, H. P West will hold a public sale of the things he has accumulated for many years, and will leave shortly after for Alberta, Canada, where together with his son-in-law he will farm over a section of land. The younger man has been up there for a year or so and is very much in love with the country.
"Hank" West has been a resident of this part of Nebraska since the year of the big wind, and it will seem like having one of the land marks obliterated to have him go. He has been a royal good fellow, generous and open hearted, and careful to keep his right hand from finding out what his left hand was up to. And Mrs. West is his equal in every respect. In fact we sometimes think she is the best one of the pair.
His sale will be a big one, as they have a lot of stuff. The bills are out announcing it, and next week this paper will have a full list of what will be sold. Remember the date, Sept. 2.
The wedding of Miss Lizzie M. Otto and Walter H. Blumer took place at 5 o'clock Wednesday evening at the home of the bride's parents, Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Otto. The ceremony was performed by Rev. Wm. Loos, pastor of the Congregational church. They were attended by Miss Minnie Otto, sister of the bride, and Mr. Arthur Blumer, brother of the groom. They marched into the parlor by the strains of Mendelsohns Wedding March, played by Miss Elsie Blumer, sister of the groom.
The bride wore a gown of white silk brocaded crepe-de-Chine, and the groom a suit of blue serge. After the ceremony the bridal party repaired to the dinning (sic) room were (sic) a wedding dinner was served to the relatives of both the bride and groom. They will be at home after March 2st, on the Blumer farm two and one half miles south of Minden.
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