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

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

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

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

The Second Line Of Defense
In Norwich, England, stands a memorial which will forever be ...

After-days
When the last gun has long withheld Its thunder, and i...

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

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

The Call To Arms In Our Street
There's a woman sobs her heart out, With her head agains...

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

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

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

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

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

Why The United States Entered The War
The United States was slow to enter the war, because her peop...

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

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

The Thirteenth Regiment
The World War has shown clearly that all peoples are not alik...

Waiting For The Flash
Not at once can the mind grasp the full significance of the w...

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



Trees






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

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

JOYCE KILMER.





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