The Marquis de Rambouillet, eldest brother of the Duchess of Montauzier, and the Marquis de Precy, eldest son of the family of Nantouillet, both of them between twenty and thirty, were intimate friends, and went to the wars, as in France d... Read more of The Marquis De Rambouillet at Scary Stories.caInformational Site Network Informational
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The Little Old Road
There's a breath of May in the breeze On the little ol...

To Wish To Take Away One From The Immortal Glory Which Belongs
to the Allied armies, nor from the undying gratitude which we o...

Where Are You Going Great-heart?
Where are you going, Great-Heart, With your eager face...

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

Sergeant York Of Tennessee
People will always differ as to what was the most remarkable ...

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

The First To Fall In Battle
During the trench warfare, it was customary to raid the enemy...

The Secret Service
The United States did not declare war till nearly three years...

The Lost Battalion
On December 24, 1918, Lieutenant Colonel Charles W. Whittlese...

United States Day
United States Day was celebrated in Paris on April 20, 1918. ...

The Kaiser's Crown
(VERSAILLES, JANUARY 18, 1871) The wind on the Thames ...

The Fleet That Lost Its Soul
Sailors and especially fighters on the sea have in all ages p...

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

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

Trees
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. ...

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

The Really Invincible Armada
The northern coast of Scotland is about as far north as the s...

November 11 1918
Sinners are said sometimes to repent and change their ways at...

The Yank
The boche went into the war as a robber, the poilu as a crusa...

Duty
So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man...



In Memoriam






[THE FIGHTING YEARS, 1914-1918]

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow--
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes and foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

TENNYSON.





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