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PA G E TEN @EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HIGHLAND PARK, ILLINOIS Sales Agmt for Ford Motor CompaI-zy THE HIGHLAND PARK l l “Elizabeth Ford, as the regiment knows her, has a unique career. Not only in Quantice, where I drove her, but in Bordeaux. and later up in our training area, she carried everything from sick men to hard tack. Then we had two months in the trenches near Verdun, and in the end it seemed as though she would have to go to the scrap heap. Her top was entirely gone and we made a mail wagon of her. In some way the men, who have an affection for her that you can hardly comprehend, patched her together and we brought her down to our first billets. A week later we had to go to an- other area, forty kilometers north of Paris, and in the long trip the Elizabeth Ford sailed along with- out mishap and was the talk of the division. “Then we came up here and she rose to the heights of her service and her record. The night we took Boureschos with twenty odd men, and news came through that others had flittered in and the town was ours, we shot out a truck load of am- munition over the road. The road was under hea- vy shell and machine gun fire. Later in the night we sent the Ford out with rations. For the next five days she made that trip night and day, and for one period ran almost every hour for thirty-six hours. She not only carried ammunition out to the men who were less than 200 yards from the Boche, but rations and pyrotechnics; and then the battal- ion on the left of the road, in these evil Belleau Woods, she carried the same, and water, which was scarce there. For these trips she had to stop on the road and the stores were then carried by hand into the ravine. I saw her just after her first trip and counted twelve holes made by machine gun bullets and shrapnel. . McPHERSON stitrnznsgm; A JOAN OF ARC MACHINE “At one time the driver, Private Fleitz, and his two understudies, Haller and Bonneville, had to stop to make minor repairs, and another time, when they had a blowout, how she and the men es- caped being annihilated is a mystery. The last time I saw her she was resting against a stone wall in the little square of Lucyâ€"le-Bocage, a shellâ€" wrecked town, and she was the most battered ob- ject in the town. One tire had been shot off, an- other wheel hit, her radiator hit, and there were not less than forty hits on her. We are trying ev- ery possible way to find new parts and make a new Ford of her. She is our Joan of Arc and if it takes six old cars to make her run again, we’ll get those six and rob them.” Telephone for DemonstratiOn U W MARINE FORD HISTORICAL ( PRESS. UPCâ€"LEE EEDDEEDIIIEFFIJE EEEE n .\1 um HIGHLAND PARK. ILLINOIS Hx M 2: N 5-, sfiax‘mi‘m maammmmmmmmmmmm@@am M. (My \Vzillarv Ir“ in) We carried her over the sea, we did, And taught her to hep, hep, hep A cute little jinny, all noisy and tinny, But full of American pep. Recruited into the Corps, she was , i 3 3 A. a inn-4mm She came of her own accord. We flew at her spanker, the globe and the anchor, .= And named her Elizabeth Ford. ’Cute little ’Lizabeth, dear little ’Lizabeth, Bonnie Elizabeth Ford! , She was short and squat, but her nose was set For the Hindenburg line -~0 Lord! She hated a Hun like a son-of-o-gun, '. The Kaiser she plumb abhorred, Did chunky Elizabeth, Hunky Elizabeth, ‘ Spunky Elizabeth Ford. ’ We took her along on our hikes, we did, And a wonderful boat was she, She’d carry physicians, food and munitions, Generals, water or tea. She could climb a bank like a first-rate tanlg ‘ And deliver the goods aboard 7- When we touch our steel kellies to “Somper . Fidelis,” ' Remember Elizabeth Ford. ’Cute little ’Lizabeth, dear little ’Lizabeth. Bonnie Elizabeth Ford. She took her rests in machine gun nests . ‘ And on bullet-sweapt roads she chored. Where the Devil Hounds were first on the grdunds of a section of France restored . " Why, there was Elizabeth, Chunky Elizabeth,‘ Spunky Elizabeth Ford! ' ' But ’twas on the day at those murder-woods Which the Yankees pronounce Belloo: . We were sent to knock silly the hopes of Prince Willie ‘ And turn ”em around d. q. We pra"ed for muintions and cleared our throats With a Waterless click ~~Good Lordl- When out of a crater with bent radiator Climbed faithful Elizabeth Ford! meammfi ”Cute little ’Livaheth, dear little ’Liza‘:°+l Bonnie Elizabeth Ford. With a cylinder-skip she had made the tr Water-and-cartridge-stored. With her hood a wreck and broken neck She cracked like a rotten board Hunky Elizabeth Chunky Elizabeth Spunky Elizabeth Ford. When they towed her out of the town next day said Corporal Bill, “Look there! I know of one hero who shouldn’t draw zero When they re passin the Croix de Guerre. Who fed the guns that s startin the Buns ‘ Plumb back to Canal du_Nord?" So his Cross and he‘d won it! he tied to the bonnet Of fa1thful Elizabeth Ford 'Cute little ‘Lizabe-th, dear little ‘Lizabeth. Bonnie Elizabeth Ford! Where shrapnel has mauled her We've no hauled her, Her wheels and her gears restored. Her record’s clean, she’s a true Marine And we’re sending the Dutch War Lord A note by Elizabeth, Chunky Elizabeth. Spunky Elizabeth Ford! ELIZABETH FORD ILEIEJEIEA r We've now over- the trip, ‘iofh HEM-Zn \L H Farmt “em puny non, purl I" Tb” 3th litâ€"W {Mm :1 m)! 913‘ the" ”did 211'“ 30min) EgWhih “A“ DHYJ' mmh h comm ~ at IUHL' ryegurdlm-s ul {be Humnmn {liken $30.! (lien «umm‘ him; IN m Tin \ :‘bfl‘ ;.\'H‘ é'wmu 'm- ifihhslnwual {allllanH-s. 't'lnm- :4 1| nu: wk; n “Raw! 9mm 1km ». x! 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