xt7k0p0wtc66 https://exploreuk.uky.edu/dips/xt7k0p0wtc66/data/mets.xml Lexington Transient Service Bureau Kentucky Lexington Transient Service Bureau 1934-06 volumes, 28 cm. Call Number: HV4506.K4 A75 newsletters HV4506.K4 A75 English Kentucky Emergency Relief Administration Contact the Special Collections Research Center for information regarding rights and use of this collection The Ark newsletters Kentucky Emergency Relief Administration Lexington Transient Bureau Homeless persons -- Kentucky -- Economic conditions -- 1918-1945 Homeless persons -- Kentucky -- Social conditions -- 1933-1945 Migrant labor -- Kentucky -- 1929-1945 Labor camps -- Kentucky -- 1929-1945 Transients, Relief of -- Kentucky The Ark No.1, June 1934 text image The Ark No.1, June 1934 1934 1934-06 2026 true xt7k0p0wtc66 section xt7k0p0wtc66

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Our old friend " Barnacle Bill " had been looking over

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” O. K. Bill, " we assented, ” and soon we'll have a 4‘ 2;
camp, and baseball rames, and fishing, maybe. e've lots 7:_‘L
of poets, and artists, and v.Titers, and guys like you; all ﬂ“
regular fellows. we'll start something 1 " €E:
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T7ith fellovs like Bill we have waded the marshe es of -f§

the lowlands; hitch-hiked across the plains; rode the

" reefers ” over many rocky roads; and sailed the seven seas.
We are a goodly company of beachcembers — a sturdy crew of
adver tur ers. Why not build ourselves a ship ?

He gave Bill a digest of our thoughts.

" I think the idea of calling the " m lg " a ship is
‘Muuuu alright, " said he, after deliberation. ' Suppose we call it
{ the ” ARK. " ”.e have quite a menegerie on board." Bill has

a crude sense of humor 3

” Not only that, " ve ceuntere d, " but the ARK was a
good place to be in when things were looking pretty Wot:
Besilos, th‘ ARK was drifting around For quite a while be—
fore coming to rest - and so did Tm: The ARK was also the
original New Deal; and we're all in the same boat I"

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30 w- are building a ship — of good stout timbers frmn
our minds and hearts; ” Heads too, ” says Bill. A ship that
vill carry us onwards to the goal we are seeking; a ship
that will ozirry a co rgo of thought, fun, and inspiration.
Like the ARK of old, we sh ll sail the Sea of Adversity until
we come at last to the Port of Peace and Prosperity 3

" Ho there, Bill L ” — " Ahoy there, Jack 1 " - "Lend
hand I ” — ” Let’s all pull together 1 ” J Drive that spike
home 1 ” - ” Caulk this seem 1 " - ” Give a hand to these
halliards l " — " Hoist the Blue Peter 1 " - " She's movin

boys 3 ” ~ " We're on our may 1 "

And so the " ARK\” is launched 2

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Cover Design and Art Work --——-----—~----—- Edw. Brady
Launching of the ARK -—----—-—--—---—-—-—-- Frank Perry
The Island I Can't Forget -————-———~---—--— W.J.MeInvailla
Some things in Life are Free (Poem) -—-—--- Fﬁ. Schmidt
Life in a Transient Home -----——-——-—~--——- Alex Sandusky
The Mountaineer —---—~—---—--—~———--——-——-— Frank Perry
Leaves from the Log Book ~---—-~---——--—-—- Frank Perry
The Hoamers (Poem) -----—------~—---------- Henry Smith
Bulletin Digests ---——---——————_—--_-__-__n Frank Perry
News Flash ______..__......__.........._——-——---—-—— News Print
Land in Sight ——~—--—--——_——--_____-----__- Frank Perry
The Advance on Camp Pakunoki ------—----——- Trunk Perry
The Camp Fire -—-———--———-~-—~-~-----—--—-- Li Darcy

Ahoy '. -_-.._......___...._..._......_......_....-.._._.._..__.. Frank Perry

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Launched a' Lexingt n, Ky., June, 1954, and sailing under

the supervision of Captain Albert C. Holfo, Regional Director.
Dedicated to the clients of the Lexington Transient Bureau
for their entertainment, instruction, and inspiration.

JUN? N U I B E R O N E 1934

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Frank Perry Edw. Brady
Editor- u v a: a: ir * é: a a: i 'k a: i y Artist,

Himeogrinhin; work supervised hy
Frank P. Linkenberg at State Office
Kentucky Emergency Relief Administration

Louisville, Kentucky.

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” As darkness falls the twinkling stars appear
To shine their truly dazzling silver lights,
And now begins the strain you'll ever hear
The haunting’lullaby of tropic nights. "

Awa down South in the Caribbean there is a little island
— the land of Black Magic — the Republicque d’ Haiti; a beautiful
land of swaying palms and dusky maidens. Dawn is breaking as it
appears in sight above the horizon.

Our ship is gliding through a peaceful sea. Through the
morning mist we ca see in.the distance the beautiful city of Port
au Prince, surrounded by stately palms. In the background rises a
chain of lofty mountains lit with rosy gleams from the rising sun.

As our ship nears the harbor, we are greeted by a score of
small boats loaded with bananas, sandals, rhum, and many other articles.
These native merchants are mostly old men, who earn a meager living
peddling their wares to foreign ships for a few cents a a . There
are other boats; boats loaded with young boys — the divers for coins.
Let's throw them a pennyl Look, thorn goes a lithe young body over
the side: do is going down — down — down. He has missed it, and is
coming up. N01 there he is, taking the coin out of his mouth. He
is smilinm at you and culling for another coin. But let us go ashore.

we take one of the numerous cabs and we are off for the Hotel
d' France.

We travel up a narrow dirty street filled with half naked natives
who are crying " Bumway sincobe " - Give me a penny. There are many
others carrying largo loaded trays on their heads. Our driver tells
us they are the bread poddlers - they bake the bread and peddle it to
the ones who are not lucky enough to own their own ovens. Now we are
away from the waterfront and are coming to a large beautiful park;
the famous Champ d' Mars.

It was here that a former ruler was torn limb from limb by his
angry subjects — now his statue stands out proudly from the center
of the park. It was alSO here that our own United States Marines
pitched their tents when they first landed in Haiti.

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Just above us and overlooking the harbor are many beautiﬁil
mansions; some of them are over a hundred years old, having been
built by slaves during the reign of King Christophe, the First.
They are owned by the aristocrats of the island, some of whom are
very wealthy and have been educated in the best schools of Europe.
They are now living in splendor in the land of their birth.

As we leave the park we come into a beautiful winding road
bordered by rows of stately palms. Our cab is stopping; what can
be wrong? Ah 1 there's a gendanne coming over swinging his club
nd looking very importan . Looks like a pinch 1 He looks us over
and says: ” Bumway cigaro Americano ” — Give me an American cigarette I
We give him a pack; he gives us a big smile, says " Massie Boucou ”
—me~%mﬁs-zmdwocmmhmeonem~mw.

We arrive at the hotel at last and we decide to look the bar
over while our bags are being taken to our rooms. A dignified
looking stranger introduces himself as Mr. James Gordon of the Ameri—
can Sugar Company, and soon we are all good friends. Mr. Gordon in-
vites us to dinner at the ” Eldorado," at this time a famous rendezvous
for the demi mondaine and social elite alike — new the Social Club of
the Marines.

we take another drive through the palm bordered Champ d' Mars
and soon cane to our destination. From the patio of tie ” Eldorado "
we can see the Whole of Port au Prince. There’s the President's Palace,
a beautiful building of white marble, the ball park with it's large
grand stand; old Fort Nationalo, built many years ago to protect the
city from pirates; the waterfront with it's large ocean liners; the
peaceful sea; and the sun slowly setting in the West°

we sit at a very old hand carved table and slowly sip our whisky
and soda, while our friend Mr. Gordon tells us of his six years on the
island. We are served a delicious dinner consisting of many American
as well as native dishes.

After dinner we smoke our cigars and drink delicious wines to
the accompaniment of a native orchestra. They are playing a slow
throbbing Spanish love song; there is a beautiful moon shining through
the swaying palms; everything is perfect; we are in a land of drowns.
Our minds are running wild; we are drunk with the beauty of the island.
We want to stay there forever, but it is time to go. As we return to
our hotel we can hear the faint throbbing of the Voo—Doo drums and
see the signal fires of the natives far up in the mountains. We are
very weary, and so ends our first day in Haiti, the Island of Beauty
and Romance.

--_-W.J.Mclnvailla.

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" 803173 THINGS IN LIFE AIL: PETE ”

Most things in life are paid for in gold,
And some things with tears, you see;
Most things in life were made to be Sold,

Still - some things in life are free &

The things that are free are not a few,
Since nature has provided you:

With the songs of the birds in the trees;
The rustle of leaves, within the breeze;
The beauty of flowers growing wild;

The sm'ling face of a sleeping child;

The nurm'ring melodies of the sea;

These — are some of life's pleasures free.

Pleasures the we can buy with gold,
Kindle a fire — that soon grows cold;

Not so — the View — of a golden sunset;
Not so - a heart - with nature met;

The stars and moon, a sky of blue;

The rising sun, and morning dew;

The rainbow far, far out at sea;

These - are some of life‘s pleasures free.
Most things in life are paid for in gold,
And some things with tears, you see;

Most things in life were made to be sold,
Yet - some things in life are free.

mm. H. Schmidt.
The above poem was submitted by Mr.Sohmidt

and'was awarded first prize in competition
with all members of the Bureau. Good for you, Bill X

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" LIFE IN A TRANSIENT HOME."

Every day in the week, the Transient Registration Bareau at Dudley
School building is a hm: of activity. Here's Mr. Jones, just blown into
town from away down in New Orleans, and there's Patrick Murphy from New
York — and many others from all parts of'thc country; arriving by freight,
highway, and blind baggage. Some in rags, some wear overalls, and others
are dressed like aristocrats.

After registering at the Dudley School, they are sent to the Transient
Center, at 150 North Limestone St., where they check in - the same as a
man with money checks in at the Phoenix or Lafayette Hotclsl They are then
requested to take off all their clothes to be hung in a hot furnace,
better known as the sterilizer, the purpose of which is to kill body insects
such as lice, roaches, worms, etc. I!

Then comes a good shower bath, a clean night gown, and a clean bed. At
9:45 p.m. every man is checked to bed with the exception of the night staff,
under the supervision of Mr. Blastock, who takes care of the new customers
coming in at all hours of the night. At 10 o'clock dormitory lights are
put out and quiet reigns. If any brother happens to snore, he is promptly
awakened and bawled out by his fellowmen.

At 6 a.m. we arise, bathe, fold our bedclothing neatly at the head of
the bed. At 6:15 Mr. Dunbar, the morning supervisor, checks all beds to see
that everything is in good order. In case a guest does not comply with the
rules he is reprimanded, or immediately checked out.

Breakfast is served in the transient cafeteria at 7 o'clock, and after
breakfast we assemble in the recreation room. At 8 a.m. we are called to
order by Mr. Adam Smith, building supervisor, who assigns us to the various
jobs in the building. We are required to work four and one-half hours per
day, 27 hours per week. We get paid according to the services rendered,
ranging from ninety cents per week to $3.60 per week. Captain Wolfe is the
Director of this organization.

We are called hoboes, tramps, and good—for-nothings; however the more
intelligent people understand our predicament and treat us as human beings.
Here you will find jobless men of all ages and walks of life. Victims of
the severest depression in history, the most of us are law abiding citizens.

SKIPPER'S NOTE: Reprinted " as is " from the Lexington Herald of June
3rd, 1954. We understand that the Herald snipped off the latter part of Alex
Sandusky's article just when he was hitting his stride % Transients from
other Bureaus take notice. We also eat at 12:15 and again at 6:15. You're

welcome 1

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We have a mountaineer with us - or r ther had.
He has left to get married 2

He belonged to a notorious clan of Kentucky
feudists, well known for their warfare with a rival
clan a number of years ago. He was a medimn sized
and stooped shouldered gent with a lirited education

— he could print his name ~ and apparently om1e
down to the bureau from the mozntains to enjoy a
session of town life. He had been assigned to a job
known in navy parlance as " Captain of the Head, "
and had been observed frequently in the neighborhood
of Wilson Street on pay nights, giving the girls
the once over.

He stayed around here for weeks, drawing his
ninety cents each week. The other day he asked
Superintendent Smith for the loan of five dollars -
the Supo has not yet fully recovered from the shock I
It developed that he had decided to get married,
and wanted the money for a license.

Our hero tried other places without success, and
we had about decided to take up a collection to help g
him out, when one day he appeared before the Supe '
and announced that he was leaving. ” Did you get the r
five dollars ? " asked the Supe. E

" I did, " said our hero. " I got it from a priest.
I went around to the priest's house and rang the bell,
and his wife came to the door and told me the priest ;
wasn't home 3 I went back the next day, and when I i
told the priest what I wanted it for, he let me have P
it. I'm leaving today. "

His satisfied look gave place to one of regret as
a thought went through his mind.

.W, a. ”wait M. .

" I wish Miss Adams had given me that pair of shoes
I asked for the other day, " he mused. " They would have
looked grand on my honeymoon. "

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" Are you married? " asked Miss Adams of a colored client
being initiated into the Bureau the other day. ” No Miss, but
ah's got plenty ob lady frenst " says Booker Hogan.

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Twas late at night. A weary straggler appeared at the Portal
and asked for admission. " Where are you from? ” he was asked.
” I‘m from Arkansas " replied our traveler. " Where do you live? "
was the next question. " Well," said Mr. Mullinix, " the house I
did live in burned down and I don’t live there any noreL " - and
life goes on ﬁ
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One of the ” boys " received an Irishmans raise the other day.
His girl likes shows, and the calamity almost got him down. But
trust ” Doe " Miles for finding a wmy out of a bad fix 3 We hear
‘J that he is trying to insure Lester Day in the hope that Lester
will fall down and break a leg in the rush for the breakfast line.
Then again it may be only a rumor. Watch your step Lester l

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Who said: " I am not checking in until I am promised MY OLD
BUNK BACK, my old job in the office, and $2.70 a week. ? " The
bloke in your bunk wont give it up, so now what, Ed ?
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Miss Atkins, our Registrar, has a Hudson sedan that‘s a

WOW. The only difference between it and the Fire Chief’s car is
that it is painted red 1 She drove it over to Paris the other day
- yes, Paris, Ky. - but couldn't turn the darn thing round and
had to push a tree out of the way. Why not take a circular trip

next time ?

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Li Darcy and Glenn Bledsoe ” borrowed " thirty cents the
other evening — we can't find out from whom - and went to a picture
Show. They spent five cents for a sack of " Stud." New Glenn,
who always smokes " Bugler," has a sore throat E We could make
a crack about Glenn being a little " horse," but he might ” call "
our hand. Alright Li, I'll " ride " you next time 2

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T H E L O G B O O K

News, fellers I Mr. Adam H. Smith is an ex-marine with
many year's service. He has a Sergeant Major's way of saying
and doing things - but he has a heart of gold — and a pocket
full of silver. We know of many a dime he has given to " clients
for smokes, or shoe polish, or needles and thread, or what
have you - but don't put the bee en hnn unless you have good
cause. His bite can be as good as his bark I

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By the way, our romantic Henry Garten was seen strutting
through the parks recently wearing his best smile. Yes sir L
He carries his straw hat in his right hand, and bows gracefully
to the right and then to the left - to the ladies only of course 3
'Tis said our Romeo has made many a feminine heart palpitate —
Whatta lad E Maybe it's love, maybe it’s just gigolo business.
Anyway, we wish him luck 1

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Alex Sandusky was seen in the library some time ago, very
busy writing in a composition book. He was also seen in the park
doing the same thing - and was he secret about it I It developed
that he was writing an article about ” Life in a Transient
Bureau. " We found it all out when the article appeared in the
Sunday edition of the Lexington Herald. He is now a full fledged
author. We understand that he will receive a check for the effort
and intends to donate the proceeds to deserving " clients. "

How about that, Alex ?

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Miss Brinegar, in the main office, blossomed out the
other morning in a beautiful creation of yellow lace. Later,
she went home at noon, and changed into an equally charming
costume of blue I We understand she expected to receive a letter
from " Shorty ” Moran that afternoon, together with his picture}
How did we find out about " Shorty? " Well, we knows all, sees
all, and tells youall 1

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John Brinson is back in town from camp. He was night
watchman out there and we heard that a wild cat chased him up
a tree and he lost a whole night’s sleep 1 His nerves are simply
shattered 3 Also our old college chums, Woodall, Thackott and
Overton are back from exploring the countryside. Must be something
to this town after all !

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T H E L O G B O O K

Ed Brady, " Chartmaster of the ARK, ” says our ship
should be equipped with all modern ﬁnprovements; including
sails, engines, and wireless, as befits a New Deal ship 1
He says the original Ark just drifted around - while we are
going places 3 Well, here she is fellers. Hope you enjoy
the trip.

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Bill Schmidt and Hank Smith are writing peetny. Hank
dashes off his stuff in running metres, while Bill goes in
for the deep stuff. They are disciples of two different schools,
but they seem to have the goods. Bill won the first prize,
but it was a close call Hank 1 What do you think, fellers ?

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Lowell Kidd, figure juggler at this time at the office,
all dressed up without a smoke, is passing an auto salcsroom
on Main St. Ah, bright idea 3 He'll pretend to buy a car. He
enters, admires a flivver, the floor salesman offers him a
CIGAR and Lowell struts off down the street with an appointment
to try out a car next Sunday. Whatta man 1

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" Red Daugherty, " our genial greeter of the dining room,
went to the hospital last night. He first of all went to bed

but couldn’t sleep. We accused him of having a guilty conscience ~

but it turned out to be gall stones. Hope you soon get well
" Red, " we miss you in the " P " - er - Preference lino old top 1

McInvailla, our Haiti expert, thought that Kidd's idea of
bumming smokes was a good one. He tried it out the other evening
but fell in love with the car 1 He was discovered this morning
trying to figure out on the adding machine just how long it will
take to save up for the down payment. He has decided to stick to
hitch-hikingl

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We had just sat down gracefully in our sanctum the other
morning to start the day's work - yes, we'work - when a timid
knock at the door, repeated several times, attracted our attention.
It proved to be a Li Darcy. He wanted to know what time the case
workers gave out the cigarettes 1 Maybe it was just a gag l

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" Red ” Daugherty is out of the hospital. He had a wonderful
time in there by all appearances, and has left a trail of broken
hearts behind him 1 We understand that he has gone to camp to get
away from it all. Tut 1 Tut 1 and married six times already too!

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T H E L O G B O O K

Bob Swafford is on a diet - a subsidiary diet you might
say - as he eats regularly in the dining room at every meal.
He has a standing bet that he can eat more bananas and drink
more buttermilk than anyone in the Bureau. He is in training
now, and yesterday ate fourteen bananas and drank two quarts
of buttermilk. We understand that he has a dairy farm up in
Michigan, and owns stock in a banana plantation I Just a new
way of drumming up business for the banana barons and butter-
milk bozos, fellers l

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There has been some talk that Miss Perkins, known around
he Bureau as Sergeant Smith's caseworker, intends to leave
on the 15th. Maybe she is getting married, maybe she is rich,
maybe she's going to travel, or maybe she's going to write
a story about it all and cant find time here 1 She sure do
work hard, and long, and late at that typewriter, and we shall
miss her plenty. Good Luck X

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There has been some excitement in the vicinity of the
Post Office on Main St the other day. Some said that Mr Ghandi
had come to town. After investigating however, it was discovered
that the person was none other than our old friend Ed Reed
calling at the Post Office in his nightgown - of course the
weather was unusually hot I

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Miss Perryman was interviewing a client the other day
who had some difficulty in remembering his name 3 "Tell
me your name so I can tell your mother " she implored.

" My mother knows my name." says young Molnvailla I

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Mr Lytle, our Steward, sure knows his vitamins — enough
is enough he says - over indulgence is bad for the insides.
That fellOW'WhO tried to get away with second glass of butter-
milk should thank our Steward for seizing the excess vitamins,
thus saving our good friend from severe stomach disorders 8

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The Skipper leaned backwards in his swivel chair and wearily

passed his hand across his noble brow. "I can't think today," he
moaned. " Today ? " asked Ed Brady. The dirty so and so %

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We transients are roaming o'er the land,
Grasping, hoping to make our stand,

Truly said, we’re the salt of the earth,
Longing for better in the land of our birth.

Here's Ed Brady from New Orleans, f
Had a fortune, plenty of means, L
'Twas in '29, in the great deluge,
He took the road for his refuge.

There's Jim.Weaver from Tennessee,
Jolly a lad as ever you'll see,

Too many mouths to feed at home,.r'"““»x
»He took to the read and began to roam.

Also Lloyd Wells from.Baltimere,

Savings lest, left him.very poor, '3
I'll come back, who cares, says he, "
Misfortune and trouble dent worry me.

Wild Li Darcy from Arkansas,

He left the mule with his old he-haw,
Gel darn the luck, I'll ramble around,
I'll see the country and the towns.

So Glenn Bledsoe pops up from Chi,

Say: I catch passengers on the fly,

I‘m a regular guy, he proudly boasts,
I've rode the blinds from coast to coast.

Thanks to the Chief of the New Deal,

His heart is filled with the best of zeal,
He's made provision in the F.E.R.A.

For many homeless that desire to stay.

Praise the Maker up above,

Pray the Nation be filled with love,
All, all, is transient here below,
Unrest and sorrow, where 'er we go.

Henry Smith.
This poem - showing much thought - was awarded

second prize in the contest open to all members
of the Bureau. Try again Hank S

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The Bulleti Board is overflowing with notices - they flap
in the breeze and hang in festoons. We're giving you the
high lights - the details you can read for yourselves 3

h 16th : Schedule of events and time table of procedure
in Center - from Reveille to Taps.

h 19th : No one allowed in dining room except at meal
times - must enter in line.

1 17th : No clothing relief except in extreme emergency.

- no cash if you can't behave 1

1 19th : Mostly about drinking and work hours —
penalties for disobedience of rules.

5th : Permits to stay out later than 9:45
- chance to see the best girl fellers I

4th : Details of prizes to be awarded for name
of magazine and best poems submitted.

9th : See the Doctor when notified - or else 3
llth : Special Regional Order. Details of ratings
— pay - work hours. Two pages.
13th : No drinking - no panhandling - no petty
larceny - or the calaboose for you 1
14th : Openings for Veterans in the CCC — must

have your discharge papers. Chance to get
away from it all I

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TRANSIENTS GO 0T0 SCOUT CAMP.

UNEMPLOYED YOUTHS WILL BUILD ROAD----~CLEAR UP AREA.

A group of 50 unemployed men left Lexington today for Camp Pakuncki,
Boy Scout Camp, on the Kentucky River near Versailles, and will stay
for three weeks, until the opening of the Boy Scout Camp period. The
establishment of this camp is an activity of the Lexington Transient
Service Bureau, of which Albert C. wolfe is Regional Director. Sgt.
Adam H. Smith is camp supervisor and has under him.an efficient head-
quarters corps.

On August let, this group will return to the camp for the late
summer and fall months. During this time, it is hoped that a county road
can be built from the camp to the main highway. Plans are under consida
oration for the establishment of a permanent camp of the CCC type on or
near the Camp Pakuneki site, as there are a considerable number of work
projects nearby. Vocational training would be given at this camp, which
would afford an excellent opportunity for group development, Capt. Wolfe
said.

Camp Roosevelt, recently established near Paducah by the Kentucky
State Transient Bureau, and named for President Roosevelt, is a camp of
this type. The main building on the 300 acre site was formerly a country
club, erected only a few years ago, and the camp is equipped with a
swimming pool, tennis courts and baseball diamonds. Only normal ambitious
boys are being selected for this camp, and will receive training in such
vocational courses as automobile repairing, machine shop, wood working,
cooking, farming, printing, photography, and possibly in some high school
courses. The camp is under the direction of William.R. Webb.

According to Capt. Wolfe, such camps are of inestimable value in
the prevention of crime and the building of good citizenship.

During May, the Lexington Transient Bureau cared for 759 unattached
individuals, and 60 individuals in families (21 families); a total of
819.

Unattached individuals were given 3,364 nights of lodging and were
served 9,936 meals. A day's care was given to 68 families and to 4,052
unattached individuals.

During April, a total of 5,208 Kentuckians were cared for as transients
in 43 states, including 1,140 in Ohio, 491 in Tennessee, 501 in Virginia,
271 in Illinois, 172 in Alabama and 155 in California.

Skipper's Note: Reprinted " as is " from.the Lexington Leader

of June 6th, 1954.

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-- ------------ ‘1‘th “ ARK " TO LAND 1..
EXPEDITION 01.1 :113 TO 11151,:ov1911
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The long looked for land appeared in sight yesterday.
What appeared to be a fully equipped camp arose above the
horizon amid cheers from all hands on board. No time was lost
in getting together a selected landing force of about thirty
men under the command of Sergeant Adam H. Smith.

The expedition was fully armed to the teeth with beans and
bread, knives and forks, baseball bats and boxing gloves. The
boys expect to have a good time looking for mermaids along the
shores of the river, and if none can be found they will fish and
play baseball, raise sunburn and blisters, and maybe write
something for the darn Log 8

All on board arose early this morning in preparation for the
landing. Dr. Adams inspected the men 10 see if their digestive
apparatus was in good working order, and Dr. Childers filed the
teeth of a number of the men in preparation for the hardships of
eating pie, cake, and fried fish.

Miss Adams equipped the men with all necessary landing gear
in the shape of shirts, shoes, and pants; and was she indignant
when informed that she could not accompany the men on account of
the limited space in the boats ? I . She lowered her own boat
and went along anyhow I

The passage to shore was very rough; the boats rocked from
side to side and scrambled eggs will be eaten this evening by
all hands on shore. We are awaiting with interest for further details
of the expedition, and expect a wireless report from Sergeant Smith

most any time.
WIRELESS --- WIRELESS --- WIRELESS

From Sergeant Adam H. Smith to
Captain Albert C. Welfe :

" The marines have landed and have the situation well in hand "

Wireless from Captain Albert C. Wolfe to
Sergeant Adam H. Smith :

" That's fine. That's c-e-r-t—a—i-n-l-y f-i-n-e. "

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s), seen us.

" Halt l " commanded Sergeant Smith. The cavalcade
paused.

” Men, " he cautioned, " you are about to undertake the
most desperate venture of your lives. Over yonder hill lies
an Indian encampment that must be captured at all costs. Don't
throw your lives away recklessly; take every precaution; but
remember, there are seven barricades that must be carried."

The Sergeant paused for a long breath, and then blew his
trusty whistle. " Forward, men 3 ” - ” Forward, ammunition trains"
~"Forward, supply trains” - " Deploy to the left" - " Deploy
to the right " - " Carry on, men ".

The advance had begun. Camp Pakuneki would be captured
that day - or never 3

The trail led up a winding hillside. Huge boulders barred
their way, but the men took them in their stride. The hot sun
blazed down upon them_but never a man faltered.

The first barricade came into view around a shoulder of
the hill. A wdld yell went up. " Charge % " cried Sergeant
Smith, and with a rush the barricade was carried. Rocks were
smashed with the impact of the ammunition trains and supply
wagons; men panted With exertion as they struggled onward.
Sergeant Smith blew his whistle - the signal for a brief pause
in the advance.

So far there were no casualities, and the storming of the
Road of Seven Gates began anew after a short breathing spell.
Barricade after barricade gave way before the resistless
advance of the men from the good ship " ARK "

By now the sun had disappeared behind the clouds; heavy
black clouds with threats of lightning in their depths. A
rumble of thunder was heard above the tumult; a blinding flash
of light; and down came the rain — a torrential downpour that
drenched the men to their skins. The wounded shivered as they
staunched the flow of blood from mangled limbs.

Sergeant Smith viewed the scene With the calmness that
sometimes comes to men in the heat of battle. Ahead lay the
last obstacle in their path - a huge depression in the trail;

a veritable quicksand; lined with immense boulders. Beyond this

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almost impossible barrier stood a huge unweildy gate, heavily
encrusted with snarling strands of barbed wire, baring all
further passage.

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Men, said the Sergeant, in a strangely quiet voice,

" yonder lies the last obstacle in our way. You have done your
best; new you must do even better. I want a volunteer; a
volunteer who is willing to threw his life away if necessary,
in this one last desperate venture. The supply trains must get
through at all costs. The man who volun