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Marshal Foch
A Great German philosopher said many years ago that history...

They Shall Not Pass
The caves described in the Arabian Nights are not more wond...

Marshal Joffre
The greatest leaders in history are often men who for the l...

A King Of Heroes
"King" is not a word that will go out of use when the world...

The Murder Of Captain Fryatt
Captain Charles Fryatt was in command of a British steamshi...

A Belgian Lawyer's Appeal
One of the great lawyers of Belgium in behalf of the member...

A Ballad Of French Rivers
Of streams that men take honor in The Frenchman ...

General Pershing
In April, 1917, a small group of men in civilian dress clim...

Killing The Soul
As the centuries pass, the greatest glory of any nation, it...

Let Us Save The Kiddies
At 12:20 noon, on Saturday, May 1, 1915, there steamed out ...

Rupert Brooke
Among the losses that the World War has caused--many of the...

War Dogs
The story of "The Animals Going to War" tells how, one by o...

The Belgian Prince
The Belgian Prince was a British cargo steamer. On a voyage...

What One American Did
If a person had been standing one night beside the railroad...

Alan Seeger
As England and the world lost Rupert Brooke, so America and...

The Case Of Serbia
But Belgium is not the only little nation that has been att...

The Charge Of The Black Watch And The Scots Greys
Sometimes a retreat is in reality a great victory. It has b...

At School Near The Lines
The boys and girls in America have listened with great inte...

The Mexican Plot
It is true that Germany does not know the meaning of honest...

Can War Ever Be Right?
After England had entered the war against the Central Power...



Verdun






She is a wall of brass;
You shall not pass! You shall not pass!
Spring up like summer grass,
Surge at her, mass on mass,
Still shall you break like glass,
Splinter and break like shivered glass,
But pass?
You shall not pass!
Germans, you shall not, shall not pass!
God's hand has written on the wall of brass--
You shall not pass! You shall not pass!

The valleys are quaking,
The torn hills are shaking,
The earth and the sky seem breaking.
But unbroken, undoubting, a wonder and sign,
She stands, France stands, and still holds to the line.
She counts her wounded and her dead;
You shall not pass!
She sets her teeth, she bows her head;
You shall not pass!
Till the last soul in the fierce line has fled,
You shall not pass!

Help France? Help France?
Who would not, thanking God for this great chance,
Stretch out his hands and run to succor France?

HAROLD BEGBIE.





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