They asked him if he had any message. He nodded. Yes, he wanted to send a message to the Salvation Army girls. It was this: “Tell the girls I’ve gone West; for I will be by the time you tell them; and tell them it’s all right for at that second meeting I accepted Christ and I die resting on the same Saviour that is theirs.” One of our wonderful boys out on the drive had his hand blown off and didn’t realize it. His chum tried to drag him back and told him his hand was gone. “That’s nothing!” he cried. “Tie it up!” But they forced him back lest he would bleed to death. In the hospital they told him that now he might go home. “Go home!” he cried. “Go home for the loss of a left hand! I’m not left-handed. Maybe I can’t carry a gun, but I can throw hand grenades!” He went to the Major and the Major said also that he must go home. The boy looked him straight in the eye: “Excuse me, Major, saying I won’t. But _I won’t let go your coat_ till you say I can stay,” and finally the Major had to give in and let him stay. He could not resist such pleading. One poor fellow, wounded in his abdomen, was lying on a litter in a most uncomfortable position suffering awful pain. The lassie came near and asked if she could do anything for him. He told her he wanted to lie on his stomach, but the doctor, when she asked him, said “No” very shortly and told her he must lie on his back. She stooped and turned him so that his position was more comfortable, put his gas mask under his head, rolled his blanket so as to support his shoulders better, and turned to go to another, and the poor suffering lad opened his eyes, held out his hand and smiled as she went away. The doctors said to the girls: “It is wonderful to have you around.” The Red Cross men and their rolling kitchens came to the front, but no women. Somehow in pain and sickness no hand can sooth like a woman’s. Perhaps God meant it to be so. Here at Morte Fontaine was the first time a woman had ever worked in a field hospital. The Salvation Army women worked all that drive. It was a sad time, though, for the division went in to stay until they lost forty-five hundred men, but it stayed two days after reaching that figure and lost about seventy-five thousand. The doctor in charge of the evacuation hospital at Crepy spoke of the effect of the Salvation Army girls, not alone upon the wounded, but also upon the medical-surgical staff and the men of the hospital corps who acted as nurses in that advanced position. “Before they came,” he said, “we were overwrought, everyone seemed at the breaking point, what with the nervous tension and danger. But the very sight of women working calmly had a soothing effect on everyone.” When the drive was over orders came to leave. The following is the official notice to the Salvation Army officers: G-1 Headquarters, 1st Division, American Expeditionary Forces, July 26, 1918. _Memorandum._ To Directors, Y.M.C.A., Red Cross, Salvation Army Services, 1st Division.