Evening Republican, Volume 22, Number 78, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 April 1919 — DID SMILE ON OCCASIONS [ARTICLE]

DID SMILE ON OCCASIONS

Indian Could Relax, but Only When He Felt He Had Earned the Right, as It Were. Here is a story told at a dinner party by a Red Cross official who has Just returned from France. The grandson of Sitting Bull, the famous Indian chief, was an Interesting convalescent In Base Hospital No. 46. He had enlisted In the early days of the war, had gone-over the top and wciked havoc among the Germans, before he was wounded. Nurses and doctors caring for him tried in vain to get more than a grunt out of him In response to questions, while the other men In called him “Gloomy Gus,” because he never cracked a smile. The Red Cross representative in the hospital becoming Interested, tried his band at “cheering up” the Indian. Gifts of cigarettes and chocolate were received, but without a change of expression. “Don’t you ever smile?” he demanded of the Indian one day, and for the first time Sitting Bull’s grandson grinned. “Sure," he replied. “When I kill a Bo ch e : ”