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The Little Old Road
There's a breath of May in the breeze On the little ol...

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

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

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

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

The United States At War--in France
Adapted with a few omissions and changes in language from the...

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

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

Where The Four Winds Meet
There are songs of the north and songs of the south, A...

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

Bombing Metz

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...

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

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

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

Harry Lauder Sings
Harry Lauder, an extremely popular Scotch singer and entertai...

President Wilson In France
On December 14, 1918, President Wilson arrived in Paris. He ...

Where The Tide Turned
It is the general impression that the tide of victory set in ...

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

Where The Tide Turned

It is the general impression that the tide of victory set in with
Marshal Foch's splendid movement against the German flank on July 18th.
That movement, it is true, started the irresistible sweep of the wave
which was destined to engulf and destroy the hideous power of
Prussianism. But the tide which gathered and drove forward the waters
out of which that wave arose, had turned before. It turned with and
through the supreme valor of our marines and other American troops in
the first battle at Chateau-Thierry and at Belleau Wood, in the
first week of June.

The American force engaged was small, measured by the standard of
numbers to which we have become accustomed in this war, but the story
of their fighting will remain immortal and in its psychological and
strategic consequences the action will take rank, I believe, among the
decisive battles of the war.

I am not speaking from hearsay. I was in France during the week
preceding that battle, the most anxious and gloomy period, probably, of
the entire war. What I am about to relate is based either on
authoritative information gathered on the spot, or on my own
observations. In telling it, nothing is farther from my thoughts than

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