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A Boy Of Perugia
In the year 1500, Raphael was a boy of eighteen in Perugia wo...

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

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

Four Soldiers
THE BOCHE The boche was chiefly what his masters made him....

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

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

The Unspeakable Turk
Although the great issues of the war were decided, and victor...

Just Before The Tide Turned
On the 27th of last May the Germans broke through the French ...

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

Song Of The Aviator
(This poem was written for an entertainment given by the Y.M....

A Carol From Flanders
1914 In Flanders on the Christmas morn The trench...

America Comes In
We are coming from the ranch, from the city and the mine, ...

Redeemed Italy
Italy, since 1860 at least, has cherished the dream that some...

In Memoriam
[THE FIGHTING YEARS, 1914-1918] Ring out, wild bells, ...

The Turning Of The Tide
A division of marines and other American troops were rushed t...

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

The Quality Of Mercy
There is an old saying, Like king, like people, which means t...

U S Destroyer _osmond C Ingram_
If you were standing on the deck of a patrol boat watching fo...

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

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



Pershing At The Tomb Of Lafayette






They knew they were fighting our war.
As the months grew to years
Their men and their women had watched
through their blood and their tears
For a sign that we knew, we who could not
have come to be free
Without France, long ago. And at last
from the threatening sea
The stars of our strength on the eyes
of their weariness rose;
And he stood among them,
the sorrow strong hero we chose
To carry our flag to the tomb
of that Frenchman whose name
A man of our country could once more
pronounce without shame.
What crown of rich words would he set
for all time on this day?
The past and the future were listening
what he would say--
Only this, from the white-flaming heart
of a passion austere,
Only this--ah, but France understood!
Lafayette, we are here.

AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR.

[Illustration: Lafayette, We Are Here! The immortal tribute of
General John J. Pershing at the grave of the great Frenchman. Notice
the difference between the American and French salutes.]





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