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JOSIAH CROSBY, ADIVIIRAL SMITH   .
MARCH 6, 1932   1
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Dr. Charles F. Thwing, President Emeritus of Western
'.‘ Reserve University, has given his permission for us to reprint
these exquisite verses from the little memorial to his wife, Mary
  Dunning Thwing, a member, and a most devoted one, of the
* Cleveland Committee of the Frontier Nursing Service.
ADVENTURE
_ Though you sail the wide world over
- With adventure for your guide,
And ily before a cooling wind
. Over a foaming tide;
When the ship of your desire
Drops her sails, at close of day, `
You will want a friendly harbor
In a peaceful, quiet bay.
Though you ily on wings of fancy
Over countries rich and strange,
Over sunlit rivers Howing
Down from lofty mountain range,
When the dark comes and you falter
On the wings of your desire,
You will want to turn back homeward
I To your hearthstone’s evening fire.
A PRAYER
_ Open Thou mine eyes that I may see
` The beauty of the world Thou’st given me;
J.; Open Thou my heart that I may feel
~ g Thy loving care about me, strong and real;
Open Thou my mind that I may know
  { Thy friendly people as they come and go;
é? I Open Thou my soul that I may give
  > Love, labor, faith, while Thou help’st me live.
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THE MOUNTAIN CRUISE  
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At midnight, February 26th, the Britannic sailed from
New York on its "Mountain Cruise" to the West Indies, with
a group of passengers more homogeneous, more enthusiastic
than is often found on a similar voyage. As the big ship settled
down into its stretch for the first stop at Nassau little clusters
of people, friends of the Frontier Nursing Service and of each
other, got acquainted and began to enjoy the innumerable
pleasures of a happy life at sea. Mrs. Charles S. Shoemaker, with
fourteen of her Pittsburgh friends, was on board; Mrs. S. C.
Henning, Mrs. A. J. A. Alexander, the Misses Norton, and Mrs.
Francis R. Beattie, and a whole troup of other eager Ken-
tuckians, settled cozily down with Mrs. Warren Thorpe and the
. other New York friends. Mr. John Mead Howells and his son,
Jack; Mr. J. L. Goodwin and Mr. H. Goodwin, and Mr. J.
Hamilton Scranton; and others from New York and New Eng-
land; Mr. Kendall of Chicago; Mr. and Mrs. S. L. Mead of
i Philadelphia; Miss Marjorie \rValsh of Cincinnati; Mrs. Sher-
man L. Depew, Mr. and Mrs. Henry T. Ewald, Mr. and Mrs.
Clarence Booth, and Mrs. Herbert I. Lord of Detroit; and many, =
i many others too numerous to name—from Maine to North
Carolina,—including a bevy of pretty girls, all joined in the
sports and the dancing and the long hours of deck chair leisure
that filled in the first two days at sea.
At Nassau everybody tumbled into launches and hurried
ashore—some for the surf bathing, some for the shops and the
quaint streets and buildings of the old Bahaman town. By that  
time everybody had made friends and the enjoyment was un- l
marred by a single untoward incident.  
The next stop was Haiti, where we had a most unusual wel- .
i come. The U. S. Marines, led by Colonel Jeter Horton, boarded , y
the ship while the air service circled above in welcome. The i
passengers broke up into parties of exploration through Port-  e_'

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i au-Prince and the lovely hillside country where there is enough
  of the quaint to satisfy any enthusiast. Some were received by
5 the President of the Republic; Colonel and Mrs. Horton enter-
  tained their personal friends at lunch. For the young people
·i there was swimming; and shopping, as always, took up the time
of many. All did what they liked and all enjoyed themselves.
After another sail through tropic seas dotted with coral
isles, with almost everybody on deck most of the time, playing
tennis, swimming in the outdoor pools, dancing by moonlight, _
we came to Jamaica and there the only regret was that we had
only one day. The unparalleled loveliness of the drives, the ·
fascination of the shops, the clubs and sea bathing were all so
entrancing that it was almost impossible for the boat to collect
her passengers and get away. We all voted that on our next
cruise we wanted two days at Jamaica so that we could motor
across the island to the coast on the opposite side.
After this we cruised down into the hottest part—in fact,
the only hot part of the voyage-—to within ten degrees of the e
equator, on the old South American coast, to visit the historic
and lovely town of Cartagena. Again everybody tumbled into
launches, the men in white and the women in the thinnest frocks
they possessed, with the largest hats and carrying parasols.
‘ One was heard to remark that unquestionably the dungeons
were the most comfortable places in Cartagena and that she
envied rather than pitied the prisoners in the early, gory days
of the old town. Various groups sank into the Cathedral with
restful sighs that a spot so cool had been erected by early
worshippers. Others sought out the places dedicated to Ameri-
can iced drinks. All felt that only heavily pigmented consuls
should ever be assigned for even a year’s duty in such posts.
  As the launches got back to the ship there was a rush for the
,_, ice water coolers and calls to the deck stewards for iced tea.
T   As we steamed away in a cooling evening breeze there was a
i universal feeling of satisfaction that in the matter of tropics
i , we had seen the real thing. All the rest of the voyage was
  extraordinarily cool, with a lovely play of sea breezes, wraps
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any of us were accustomed to in our own summer weather.
With more bathing and tennis and dancing we cruised over to
Colon and there the biggest time of all awaited us.
Before the sun was properly up in the Heavens a cluster of I
seaplanes came flying over the canal to circle above the ship. ,,
Later, Major General Preston Brown, in command of the Canal `
Zone, with his aides, came aboard to greet Captain Summers
and the passengers. To everybody was given an invitation
from General and Mrs. Brown to attend a reception at head-
quarters at Quarry Heights that afternoon, and a special permit _
to visit the fortified islands. By the hundreds we started across »
‘ the isthmus, some in seaplanes, some the first stretch by motor =
and then train and then by boat through the famous Culebra
Cut. Motors met the crowd again and we came into full view
of the Pacific.
The most wonderful day followed for everybody. The
_ various groups lunched at the clubs and hotels while General g
and Mrs. Brown entertained the older friends of the Frontier
· Nursing Service at luncheon at their own house. The next hours
were spent in the fascinating shops of Panama, motoring to the
  Old Panama ruins and, as the first group of a ship’s passengers
so privileged, inspecting the island fortifications. We all met
again at 4 o’clock at Quarry Heights for General and Mrs.
Brown’s reception. The house, the broad verandas, the lawn
—all had been turned into a sort of fairyland where a splendid _
band welcomed us with music and a group of the most charming ,
people were asked to meet us. Among them were the American i
Minister, Mr. Burgess; the British Minister, Sir Josiah Crosby; ‘
Admiral and Mrs. Smith; and various representatives of the
_ Diplomatic Corps, Army and Navy, the Public Health Service
and those fortunate civilians who elect to live in one of the g
world’s most beautiful and healthful regions. For the young  
people from the ship, there was dancing on the tennis courts,
with plenty of army officers to cut in. The most satisfying re- _
freshments, especially designed for the climate, took away the
fatigue of even the most strenuous shopper of perfumes and g
laces. The conversation ranged from everything light and pleas- ¥
ant back to the romantic days of the buccaneers and the early  =

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pathfinders through the jungle dividing at its narrowest point
the world’s great oceans.
At the last, just before we started drifting back for our
‘ return journey across the isthmus, as the sun was setting, came
"3 V the lowering of the fiag at headquarters and the salute of the
colors. The occasion was one to capture the imagination, and
raise the loyalty of Americans to its highest pitch. While the
, band played The Star Spangled Banner we stood and watched
the flag slowly being lowered for the night. All day we had
  watched it fiying above an achievement for which Americans
i may well be thankful and proud. Here was a stupendous job,
  which had been done without graft. The man who did it might
` have drawn a hundred thousand any time as a consulting fee in
engineering, but he served for eleven years on the salary of a
. U. S. Major General and did his work without any compensa-
F tion other than in the doing of it. The memory of General
1 Goethals quietly working on year after year for no financial
V reward, sitting under a shade tree every Sunday in his old
. slouch hat to listen to and adjust anybody’s complaints,—backed
‘ by General Gorgas, working after the same measure, against
mosquitoes more terrible than any jungle beast for the exter-
. mination of human beings—the memory of this man and his
I public health ally and of what they did, without graft, restored
i the respect of all of us in the capacity of Americans for un-
_ selfish public service. We turned from the revolting memories
i of our graft—ridden gang-infested cities to this majestic link p
f between great oceans—not only the biggest national thing we
. have done but the biggest international-through which the
t ships of the world, on equal terms, were sailing. As we watched
the fiag being lowered and listened to the anthem, it was pos-
sible to remember that "America First" may not always mean
P Americans first at the hog-trough, but Americans first in un-
\ selfish public service for the well-being of the world.
, By train or seaplane, as the taste lay, we returned to the
. Britannic at Colon and cruised out under the starry tropic skies
l towards Havana. It was on this part of the trip that the pas-
- sengers gave their concert for the benefit of the Seaman’s Chari-
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took part—and where the writer achieved her lifelong ambition
to speak for the sailors’ widows and children. To her joy, the
collection was more than double any taken on that ship for the ik
year. We also had a costume ball, with prizes afterwards for {
costumes of note. In passing let it be said that the prize for the Lg
most original man’s costume went to Mr. Paul J. Gulesian of
Boston for appearing as a shower bath—a particularly effective
impersonation for the tropics. The prize for the most original
I girl’s costume went to two of the Pittsburgh girls, who achieved g
a triumph as cocoanuts.  
We had two days in Havana, where it was cold enough for  
wraps, even in the middle of the day, and where everybody did i
the accustomed things which are too well-known to enumerate.  
At least 250 passengers enjoyed the night life, and the grateful  
thanks of the entire cruise were tendered to the cruise director,  
Mr. Cureau (variously called Mr. Curacao and Mr. Benedictine) l
for getting them safely back to the ship by 5 a. m.  
From Havana we headed for home, cruising out of one of ‘
the world’s loveliest harbors in the glory of a setting sun.
· The "Mountain Cruise" to the West Indies was a pro- ;]
nounced social success from first to last. The ship’s officers  
and personnel were everything obliging and delightful. Nothing `
» could exceed the good humor and good breeding of the passen-  
gers. Not a single noisy or vulgar person had found his way g
aboard. Old timers, who had taken West Indies cruises for  
years said that they had never enjoyed one so much. The .
5 Frontier Nursing Service feels that its first venture into the
nautical field has justified itself a thousandfold. Because of the
diHicult financial winter the boat was only half full and, of
course, the rates were reduced to meet the times, so that the .
financial return represented the gain of only a few thousand
dollars; but in spite of the depression and the prognostications
of many, who said that we would los·e money, we did clear those R
few thousands, and at the same time mastered the technique Q
of putting over a huge undertaking with immense satisfaction
to all concerned. Various steamship lines are now approaching ,
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a definite proportion of each year’s budget by making the West
_ Indies Cruise an annual affair, in which there is no possibility
1 of loss and, under brighter conditions, a substantial remunera-
  tion. Our one aim, to make the cruise just a royal good time
Q for everyone so that all would want to go again, has been
achieved. Will those who contemplate a cruise for next year
write us, with suggestive itineraries on the basis of 16 days,
s including 6 ports? We know that the Canal, Jamaica and
; Havana are always desired, but we can meet any variety wished
i in the smaller ports of call.
? The grateful thanks of all are tendered to the officers and
i personnel, including the cruise director, of the M. V. Britannic,
1 for their wonderful courtesy and cooperation, and to the man-
  agement of the International Mercantile Marine.
  An article on the Frontier Nursing Service, by Ernest
_ Poole, written after a week’s travel through our territory, will
  appear in the June issue of Good Housekeeping Magazine.
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i We are always grateful for your old school books, maps,
bird charts, etc., which we pass on to the little one-room rural
  school teacher. It is not infrequent to find in the mountains a
 _ class of 20 children learning from one tattered textbook be-
j cause they cannot afford to buy books.

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A COURIER LOOKS AT LIFE J
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Wend·over has been in a turmoil of excitement with three
midwifery calls all at once, coming, of course, when the ther- ;
mometer was down to 10 degrees above zero and a good old-  
fashioned snowstorm was setting in. It all started on Monday  
night at about nine o’clock when Morgan Logan walked way _l
over from Muncie’s Creek, an hour’s horseback ride, to get  
Dougal], the one nurse at Wendover Center. We all knew that  
she and the Service doctor (Dr. Kooser) were worried over the °
case because Susie Logan had pneumonia, a complication which  
was rather serious, especially during such weather and in a  
house that Dougall had repeatedly called one of the poorest in  
the district. She was oif and away on "Dixie" in no time and we }"
all went to bed feeling sorry for her but glad the call hadn’t  
come in the middle of the night.  
I slept with one ear cocked, for down stairs in the Clinic   l
` was Bertha, an expectant mother who was under special care I
because of having had four children born dead, for in Dougall’s  
absence I was alone in the main house and the only one Bertha  
l could call ..... Sure enough! Commotion on the stairs wakened §
me and I heard, "Miss Dougall! Miss Dougall!" Q
Though I was awake enough to distinguish a man’s voice,  
I leaped out of bed, shouting, "Is it Bertha? Is is Bertha ‘?" A
And Jahugh, the man in charge of the place, answered,
"It’s a call for Jason Leland’s wife." I
As prearranged, I ran out in the snow to knock at Minnie’s ‘ l
door in the Ruth Draper log cabin. When she got it unlocked - V
and heard me say ".Iason Leland," she said breathlessly, "Oh! Q
the twins! Dougall thinks they’ll be twins!" i
By that time we were at the Garden House and soon all
the secretaries were running about in bath robes, taking turns
ringing the telephone to get a relief nurse from the Hyden ?
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Hospital, five miles away, and dashing up in the attic to find l
a layette for two! In an hour Betty Lester was at the gate call-
ing out a cheery "Hello!" while the ‘Old Gray Mare’ snortled
impatiently in the cold air. Marion and Agnes handed over
the precious garments and, like a shot, horse and rider were
` off. Several minutes later we saw a lantern down in the road,
°‘ and there was Jason Leland, who had ridden on towards Hyden
to meet Betty part way. He was now plodding along on his
  mule, left way behind by the dashing Betty. We heaved a
g sigh and went shivering back to bed, too excited to sleep.
,i· At breakfast and during the morning the tense atmosphere
  was felt by us all. By noon, Elise was told she could ride up
  to the Lelands to see how things were progressing, and I
  was detailed to go to Susie Logan’s with sandwiches and coffee
£ for Dougall. Just as I was about to leave, in rode a boy on
  ‘Dixie’ with a note from Dougall, saying poor ‘Dixie’ was
ii, out all night in the blizzard and "C0uld someone bring up
  another horse, a little food, and my knitting?" We got every-
  thing together in saddlebags and, with my head well wrapped
  in a muffler, I started out on old ‘Darky’ who with his de-
l liberate pace kept well in check ‘Royal Bill’ ridden by the
  l boy, who was thrilled to ride such a big, powerful horse. The
§ wind stung our faces and ice crackled under our horses’ hoofs
  as we went up Muncie’s Creek.
l
  We pulled up by what looked like an adorable little log
  cabin with a porch along the side, perched on the hill-side.
l Dougall appeared around the corner of the house and beamed
I at the sight of us.
I "Ohl I am glad you’ve come. Hitch ‘Darky’ here and
y come in."
it "How’s Susie?" I whispered.
_ V "Her general condition is better, but there has been no
I progress since I arrived though she is in labor. It’s going to
i be a long time."
° The boy led ‘Royal Bill’ away to the neighbor’s stable.
w Later on when Dougall inquired after ‘Royal Bill’s’ welfare
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in the neighbor’s barn, the man said he was all right, only V
the stall having been built for a mule, ‘Royal Bill’ had to . 
"scrunch down a bit." We walked across the porch where
to my surprise I saw a stove littered with ashes and one or S
two greasy pans; at one side was a half-completed room that g
would be the kitchen eventually. Dougall quietly opened the
door of the other room, and two or three steps over the creak-
ing floor brought us to the blazing fire that was all I could ,
see in the darkness. There was the sound of heavy breathing E
from a bed that I was gradually beginning to see at one side  
of the fireplace. A pale face emerged from under a heap of  
coverings. E
"Susie, here is Miss Trowbridge, who has come to see  
you."  
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Susie stirred and as I moved over to the bed, she smiled  
wanly and said, ‘iGladl to see you. Won’t yo-u set down?"  
Never forgetful of hospitality, these mountain people, even  
under the worst conditions. °  
"Are you feeling better, Susie?" asked Dougallyas she  
Q and I sat down on either side of the fire on two rickety chairs ig
made of hickory. A huge lard can turned upside down served l
as a chair for Morgan who came in with more wood. He and  
the four children had just moved to a neighbor’s house but  
had been here with Dougall the night before. I looked at the  
unoccupied bed on the other side of the room and pictured  
numerous children lying cross-wise on the mattress. But how Ei
had they kept warm when all the coverings were on the ;
mother’s bed?  
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Dougall made Susie comfortable and finally I got her  
to sit down to eat the sandwiches I had brought. By that time  f
I decided to stay on and wait with Dougall, so I ate a bite too, {
carefully saving enough for breakfast. Susie had had an egg E
and milk brought over by a neighbor. There, below the win-   -
dow that had an old sweater stretched across it instead of  
glass, was a shelf holding a couple of sacks of meal, a Mason  Y
jar of cold coffee and some cornbread on a cracked plate. But- ‘
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termilk tasted good to Susie and so from time to time I gave
· her a sip of that in a chipped enamel bowl which had to be
  washed and put back to serve as a dipper for the lard pail
filled with water. There was no cup to be seen. The one
j spoon was kept busy being dipped into salts, soda, and chloral
bromide with intermittent washings in the battered hand
basin. On the table where Dougall’s midwifery supplies were
é neatly spread out, the set of kidney pans looked cheerfully
Q white.
i We settled down to the evening—Dougall pulled out her
i knitting and I ‘Punch’ which I had brought along by mistake
Q in a bunch of newspapers. As we talked we kept turning
{ in our chairs, like meat on a spit roasting one side at a time.
l I looked at the unoccupied bed and thought it appeared less
  comfortable than my warm place by the fire. All this time
  we kept an eye on Susie who was dozing, though her breath-
  ing was difficult. When Dougal] waited on her she would
  only complain of her side, and ask to have the flat iron heated
$2 again. This we did on the open fire, wrapped it in a piece of
Qg flannel, and put it back at her feet. Her face looked lined
  and worn but showed no evidence of the pains we were ex- p
  pecting.
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  Dougal] suddenly said, "I think I will lie down for a bit."
;| And she stretched herself out on the home-made bed with its
lvl gunny-sack mattress filled with corn shucks. Knowing this
  was her second night out, I thought the only sporting thing
l to do was to play the part of hot water bottle. We put news-
  papers over the mattress and used the rubber midwifery sheet
  as a covering. Again the same system as at the fire—warn1
it one side and freeze the other, then when the frozen side was
 r thoroughly congealed, turn with much tearing of newspapers
‘ and jabbing of springs and repeat the process on the other
I side. The rubber sheet formed a splendid wind-break for the
  — gusts of wind and snow that blew in from the hole in the ceil-
° ing right over us. We lay there listening to Susie’s rhythmic
 Y moaning and Darky’s continual snorting outside. As the
‘ snowflakes blew onto the bed and tickled my face I pulled my
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beret on tighter, gl·oves still on, and thought of the song, "O
Wert Thou in the Cauld, Cauld Blastl" I
So, between ups and downs, we passed the night, with
still no change in Susie. When we dozed off, a log would roll
off the fire into the middle of the room and up we would
both jump; or Susie would startle us with a cough and we
would jump again to wait on her. Between times we would _
stand or sit by the fire. I nearly stepped on a brooding hen §
in a dark corner and once, clambering back into bed, I nearly I 
stepped on another. Dougall was kept busy throwing the cat I
and two kittens out of the window only to see them mysteriously $ 
turn up again under the bed. Once, in a moment of great  
activity after one of the many trips outside to bring in Wood,  
I swept the floor with a hand-made broom and nearly pumped l
my head on a great hunk of pork suspended in the corner.
We were just about all in from anxiety and lack of sleep  
and from continually jumping up throughout the night, when .}
I dawn finally came. We finished the sandwiches while Susie  
ate a poached egg. Still solicitous about her guests, she asked ‘
‘ us if we would like to cook ourselves a little meat and heat ,
{ up the coffee in the Mason jar. Susie seemed much better. ,
Because of Dougall’s constant care in carrying out Dr. Kooser’s »
orders, for over thirty-six hours, her chest condition was much ¥
t improved but there were still no labor pains! At about 10:00
a. m. we decided that I should go for a relief nurse. Dougall  
scribbled a note to Betty Lester whom she thought to be at  
Wendover relieving on her district. Poor old ‘Darky’ was  
shivering after spending a night out in the snow-storm with  
his blankets continually falling off the minute after we had i
put them carefully on. The world was white as ‘Darky’ and i
I started for Wendover. It was still snowing, and was colder ;
than ever. j
Half way home another horse and rider appeared around a ,,
twist of the river and there was Lucile with more provisions `L
and with the good news that McConnell, the relief nurse, was
on the way. Soon I met McConnell (who is a new nurse) with s
Minnie showing her the way to the Logans. Later in the day ~
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when Dougall returned with all three of them, she said Susie’s
baby came just as they arrived at the cabin!
, Betty Lester’s case had proven a difficult one though not
twins. She and Elise had passed a night similar to ours. In
the early hours of the morning, not long before Dougall was
writing Betty, thinking her at Wendover, Betty was writing
to Dougall, thinking, of course, she was back at Wendover!
  In her note which Jason had to carry on foot those many miles
I  to Wendover, because the roads were too slick for his mule,
. she sent an S. O. S. for Dr. Kooser, who was many more icy
l miles away at the Hyden Hospital. John Lester Morgan
l  ("John" for Dr. Kooser and "Lester" for Betty!) was safely
g born at 10:40 that morning.
I That afternoon as we were all sitting around the fire
i in the cozy Wendover living room, comparing notes on the
} two cases, we heard, "Miss Dougall." We were stunned. An-
  other call! But there was McConnell, fresh as a daisy, ready
  for the fray.
» As might be expected, the coming of her baby under such
I circumstances didn’t improve Susie’s general condition and for
{ several days she kept us all still anxious. With Dr. Kooser
j in attendance and Dougall’s daily visits, she gained strength
. and was soon out of danger.
The care given to her mother seemed to inspire Susie’s
; l fourteen year old daughter with a desire to improve the home
  conditions. Each day Dougall noticed some little change in
Q the cabin, and a week or so later when I stopped in, I hardly
  recognized that room. Everything was clean and neat. New
l clothing had been sent in by mountain friends, and new bed
A covers from the Wendover supplies sent in by friends from
; outside the mountains. In place, of the rickety bed was one
_ that had formerly been used in the Wendover clinic. Susie ‘
looked like a new person. Later in the spring, Morgan came
,=» I to Wendover to plough in order to pay the midwifery fee.
l KATHERINE TROWBRIDGE,
Q Frontier Nursing Service Courier
f from Chicago.
1

 14 THE QUARTERLY BULLETIN  
TAKING THE ROAD OUT OF THE RIVER*‘ B.
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A meeting of citizens and landowners of Clay County in-  
terested in a better road along Red Bird River from the mouth  
of Flat Creek to the mouth of Elk, was held at Atwood Center, `,
Friday, February 19th, 1932, with 20 people present. The Q
purpose of the meeting was to draw up a petition to present  
to Judge Lytell to ta-ke the road out of the river, as it has be- C
come dangerous and often impassable since the recent heavy 1
storms.  1
Miss Edith Marsh was made Chairman of the meeting i
and a prolonged discussion was held concerning the advantages  ·
of such a road; whether it should be on the right or the left ; 
hand side and many of those present offered to give the neces-  ia
sary land through their property and also to give free labor  
on the road. The following petition was drawn up:  .
t To J. M. Lytell,  Y
, County Judge of Clay County, Z
‘ . We, the undersigned citizens and landowners of  A
A Clay County hereby petition you for a road change;
from the mouth of Flat Creek to the mouth of Elk, 2
‘ taking the road out of the river.  
This petition was signed by all those present and was to _ f
be circulated among the residents in this vicinity. Q 
A motion was made by Mr. Max Bowling that a commit- ·
tee of three be appointed by the Chairman of the meeting ·
to decide on the right of way, to find whether the right of  
*AJl of our friends everywhere, we know, will be interested in this ex-  
pression on the part of the citizens living between Flat Creek and
Elk Creek of a very natural desire to get their road out of the river- Yi
which is no place for any road. As the road now stands, all who `
travel in rough weather do so at the imminent peril of their lives.
We shall be happy in a subsequent number of this bulletin to give  l
the outcome of this energetic effort on the part of these citizens ‘
to achieve a safe highway.  {
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q way will be donated, the amount of free labor to be given and
the approximate amount of the cost of the road. This motion
it was seconded by Mr. F. G. Gilbert and carried unanimously.
l The Chairman asked for suggestions and the following
l names were presented: Rev. H. M. Porterfield of Jacks Creek,
  Mr. T. L. Adams of Big Creek and Mr. C. Queen of the Ford-
.· son Coal Co. These three men were appointed on this com-
  mittee and all those present agreed to abide by their decision.
- The Chairman was instructed to send a copy of these
_ minutes to Judge Lytell with the petition,