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When The Tide Turned
THE AMERICAN ATTACK AT CHATEAU-THIERRY AND BELLEAU WOOD IN TH...

America Comes In
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The Searchlights
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Where Are You Going Great-heart?
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President Wilson In France
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The Turning Of The Tide
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The Call To Arms In Our Street
There's a woman sobs her heart out, With her head agains...

At The Front
What one soldier writes, millions have experienced. At f...

The Miner And The Tiger
On an October day in 1866, David Lloyd George, then a little ...

November 11 1918
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Alsace-lorraine
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The United States At War--at Home
When any nation declares war, it immediately brings upon itse...

America Enters The War
SPEECH BY LLOYD GEORGE, BRITISH PREMIER, APRIL 12, 1917 ...

Blocking The Channel
Bruges is an important city of Belgium made familiar to Ameri...

Joyce Kilmer
The first poet and author in the American army to give up his...

Nations Born And Reborn
In America, and in many other countries, people have listened...

Bombing Metz
ADAPTED FROM THE ACCOUNT WRITTEN BY RAOUL LUFBERY In Janua...

The Capture Of Dun
After the Americans had cleared the Saint Mihiel salient, Mar...

Fighting A Depth Bomb
All who have read of the sinking of the Lusitania, by a torpe...

Vive La France 1
The determination of the people of Alsace and Lorraine not ...



America Comes In






We are coming from the ranch, from the city and the mine,
And the word has gone before us to the towns upon the Rhine;
As the rising of the tide
On the Old-World side,
We are coming to the battle, to the Line.

From the Valleys of Virginia, from the Rockies in the North,
We are coming by battalions, for the word was carried forth:
We have put the pen away
And the sword is out today,
For the Lord has loosed the Vintages of Wrath.

We are singing in the ships as they carry us to fight,
As our fathers sang before us by the camp-fires' light;
In the wharf-light glare,
They can hear us Over There
When the ships come steaming through the night.

Right across the deep Atlantic where the Lusitania passed,
With the battle-flag of Yankee-land a-floating at the mast
We are coming all the while,
Over twenty hundred mile,
And we're staying to the finish, to the last.

We are many--we are one--and we're in it overhead,
We are coming as an Army that has seen its women dead,
And the old Rebel Yell
Will be loud above the shell
When we cross the top together, seeing red.

KLAXTON.





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