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Show WOMEN LEADERS HONORED AT GALENA DAYS SOCIAL (Continued from page one) l.tl.UV i. ' Hy )hI J oh riHtoo Tin iniilnlKlit, and Hie IlKht of iluy I I:im Inn Minrt- iIInu pprared. TIih nut mini niomi. there on the liilKf Casts HhadnWH, Imiik and weird. Tlu' rexlleHK tin e.e K.n s murryliiK Ahum th narrow at reft, Another xounil now tills the nlxhl The tramp of KlmHlly feet! j JiiMt now I heard a Khnstly word, A KhoHtly hiirro bray Tin; mountain men ur' home HKiiin T Mliemt the holiday! The canyon walls are echoing Once moil' to hoiim and laiiKhter. , A nlialleime Huim from nhoNtly 1 1 pit To u who followed after "And uluill you turn the challeiiKe down Ami hurry home to hid? For who lias inont to celehrute The livinn, or the dead?" Toninlit once more from swinging doors Thf yellow lamplight plays The mountain men are home attain To Hpend tilt? holidays! "What Is the difference, now from then? This Is the same old town! The same old hills loom black above, The same old moon looks down' What If our strident voices are But whispers In the dust? We've, come to celebrate!" They cry "Who's here to welcome us?" feel that they have done their share. The poem is entitled "What did you do for Freedom Today": w hat nm vol' no for FKKKDOM TODAY By 11. U Nicholson What did you do for Freedom today? A Marine on Guadalcanal, Through a hall of lead and JuiiKle hell. Crept out to a wounded pal; And he draistfed him buck through the slime and muck, Then, with never a thought of rest, Back over that deadly route he went And smashed a maehlne-Kun nest. It wasn't much fun the bullets the mud He may have been scared, but he hid It; Me only knew of a Job to do And he didn't quibble, he did It. What did you do for Freedom today? "All that you could." Think well one-millionth as much as that leatherneck did? They burled the boy where he fell. What did you do for Freedom today? A Uob on a rubber raft Drained the last wet drop from his water Mask Then threw It away and laughed. For eighteeen days on an endless sea In a torment of pain he lay; Drenched and chilled to the bone at nlKht, And burned to a crisp by day. He wanted to live, but he knew In his heart That the odds were a thousand to one; Hut he drifted and hoped, consoled by a prayer, And the thought of a Job well done. What did you do for Freedom today? "All that you could," you declare. But when you say It, remember the Cob Who died on the raft out there. What did you do for Freedom today? Nine lads in a 11-17 Ban Into a flock of Messerschmlttn And died In their wrecked machine. Oh, they didn't do bad with what they had, But they flew through hell to do It; They had smashed Berlin and a dozen doz-en "one ten's" But their number was up and they knew It. They were full of holes, with no controls, con-trols, And their ship was a comet of flume; But they stuck to their guns and the useless stick And battled on Just f lie same. What did you do for Freedom today? "All that you could." O.K.; But if those nine boys In the B-17 Were to ask you, what would you say? What did you do for Freedom today? I think they've a right to ask. You're in this fight Just as much as they, And with Just as Important a task. Were you at your desk, or bench, or press, And at work at the starting bell? Did every minute of this day count? And the Job did you do It well? Did ydu buy a Bond or a Stamp today? to-day? Or collect any scrap for the pile? Did you save your grease or throw it a Way ? I Hd you drive Just an extra mile? Have you been down to the Bed A score of ghostly shots ring out From a bar across the way, The mountain men are home again To spend MALIGNA DAYS. Elliott W. Evans praised the work of Mrs, J. Dewey Knudsen, community war work leader, in these words: "During the past few years of war, while those in the armed services have been doing their Cart, many on the home front ave also been engaged in war activities. The junior chamber of commerce has selected one of those on the home front to receive re-ceive an award in honor of all those who have been so busily engaged in war activities. Many at home have done little or nothing noth-ing to help the war effort. Some one has written a poem which may stimulate additional effort on the part of those at home who feel that they have no part to serve in the war effort or who have put forth little effort and Cross Hunk And Riven a pint of your blood? Did you send that V-mail letter today? to-day? Did you hoard any rationed food? before you begin to complain and gripe That life is all work and no fun Would you trade your dinner for Katlon K? Or your overtime pay for a fcun? JiiMt stop every once In a while today When your lot semos hard and lean And think of a Uob, and u leatherneck, leather-neck, And nine boys in a B-17. Leland G. Burress presented the third gift: "In honoring Mrs. Charles F. Sullenger, mother of four sons in service, the Bingham junior chamber of commerce honors all mothers of Bingham district service ser-vice men. "A reverence for motherhood is characteristic of Americans. To those noble women who bring life into the world and spend years in the patient duties of motherhood, we pay humble tribute. "Mothers like Mrs. Sullenger, women who have reared strong, stalwart fighting men, are participating par-ticipating in a great cause by doing their part in a movement that can only bring blessings and happiness to future generations. "In the second century before Christ there lived a Roman lady, Cornelia, who wore no jewels. She was asked, "Where are your jewels?" She sent for her two little boys and said, "These are my jewels" four of the most famous words ever spoken. "We remember the example of the Spartan mother who sent her son into battle with the command to come home victorious or to die fighting. "Our American mothers combine com-bine the qualities of these mothers moth-ers of renown. They value a son more than the world's wealth-more wealth-more than anything except that son's honor and his duty to his nation. f "Mrs. Sullenger, will you please come forward? In behalf of the junior chamber of commerce I present you with this gift. A token of our appreciation of the sacrifice you and mothers like you are making in this global war. Americans of tomorrow will, like Americans today, honor you". The gifts were exquisite bracelets, brace-lets, square sterling silver links engraved with names of the winners, win-ners, "pioneer resident", "war service" or "war mother", the date and the occasion. Each of the ladies wore a beautiful corsage cor-sage of gardenias and red rosebuds rose-buds tied with blue ribbon, gift of the American Legion auxiliary. Uniformed Boy Scouts of Copperfield Cop-perfield troop escorted the honor guests, one at a time, to the stand to receive her tribute- The Civic Center was decorated decorat-ed with western placards and posters, sage brush and -autumn leaves. The Galena room proved most popular nook. Of interest were the mine shaft, deer corner corn-er and the section especially reserved re-served for honor guests. Among the many out-of-town-ers at ihe dance were Jay G. Brockbank, Utah Jaycee president, presi-dent, and Mrs. Brockbank, of Salt Lake City. |