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American Field Service Bulletin Number 51

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PUBLISHED

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_EVERY

WEEK AT, 21, RUE RAYNOUARD PARIS Subscri'ption Rates .Fr. 2,00 CiviIians by post. .Fr. 2,i5 4;00 5,50

Three Mol1ths Six Mol1ths

FOUR.TH OF lUL Y NUJlfBEl( THE FOUlth oi Ju1y

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across

HO ME distant

LAND seas the h01l1e clans

gather

at

every place ; Co patriots

Americans all - they pl~dge to the founders of our race ; 111rar-off France we too, old man, will liH our glasses high 1'0 the Land of our fathers in clays of yore, Ta the Land seeming dearer thal1 ever before ; And then to dream, 011 our billetteel floor, A dream that will never die.

Fourth

of July -

another year and once again tor freeclol11

on an the earth ;

-

Our flag's unfurled - we ~g'!1t as OHr fathers for the land of our birth j So' here in FraIlee, dar trüm home, we'll pleclge with smiling eye The Land giving freely the an of her youth Ta the cause of hul11anity freeclom anel truth j

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Ancl then to dream, 'neath same dugout roof, A drea111that will never die. W. RoY CORN1SIt, S. S. U. 636 (old 18) At the Front.

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PUBLISHED

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_EVERY

WEEK AT, 21, RUE RAYNOUARD PARIS Subscri'ption Rates .Fr. 2,00 CiviIians by post. .Fr. 2,i5 4;00 5,50

Three Mol1ths Six Mol1ths

FOUR.TH OF lUL Y NUJlfBEl( THE FOUlth oi Ju1y

~

across

HO ME distant

LAND seas the h01l1e clans

gather

at

every place ; Co patriots

Americans all - they pl~dge to the founders of our race ; 111rar-off France we too, old man, will liH our glasses high 1'0 the Land of our fathers in clays of yore, Ta the Land seeming dearer thal1 ever before ; And then to dream, 011 our billetteel floor, A dream that will never die.

Fourth

of July -

another year and once again tor freeclol11

on an the earth ;

-

Our flag's unfurled - we ~g'!1t as OHr fathers for the land of our birth j So' here in FraIlee, dar trüm home, we'll pleclge with smiling eye The Land giving freely the an of her youth Ta the cause of hul11anity freeclom anel truth j

-

-

Ancl then to dream, 'neath same dugout roof, A drea111that will never die. W. RoY CORN1SIt, S. S. U. 636 (old 18) At the Front.

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1

FüR,

FRAN~E

their lives fot PranGe. It seemed the Iogical thing to do, the only thing; anel I was glad those colors belonged to us, faD, glad

TünAY

- thaI:

)'Vhy ,10 wefig-ht, we fronl! a (listal1t shore, Rcl1Iovec1, corltained, scarce toUc1H~d by B,ll the strife, ,Far Jrol11 the tl1unders of a foreign war, 1lligl1t~n'peace ha ve followed aU our Efe? "

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A greater Gur (! ji i Her For We ,.

-

thing:

For France today, we fight,

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living debt to France is even more, ~tniJsgli~lis' 'battle is out cause of fight. fine-souled France, aisbü-itoo bright to go, come to battle back the tyrant foe!

!

I

Thou

,""

LA: BELLE

shalt

be, b()fll anew

(

FRAN GE

RuSSELL

\

DAVEY

GRE.B;NE

(forl11erly S. S. U. 68). I ,j

THE FLAGS I I

I ,I I'

'II' I'

'I

Fran<;aise.

OF

LIGHT

I This is America's day ; not the Day Ger111any boastec1. Proud in your many inventions, little dill yen divine, Little you thought, you Prussians, when you c1inked your glasses [allel toasted That it was blood you were drinking, blood, red blood, not wille. 'Nell, you have bad your daytime ; now you have come to twilight. America's sun is rising ; Liberty's Hag is unfurled While the hore of the Hohenzollerns fades into deep, dark night. From the other edge of the ocean comes the light, the hore of the worM

O! France

When thoughts of man's diviner self advance, "V'Vheli'[tee from camage, war and pa11l . Thy natiol1's I'\pi,rit sha11 arise again. ,.1'A ßa:tid of po~ts, statesmen,seers, Shall honor thee O! France thru co1lling years. .U

as I was oi the Armee

LEGIONS

L.W.-S.S.U.636(01dr8).

.!

Olle so hnmble

" Bnt why shonld a banner, a mete bit of silk, choke one's throat so? l'erhaps beca1.1se tio French Hag is a " mete bit of silk. " 1t is a bit of free bIlle sky and of searing white pain ancl the red of man's rich blood. It is a hymn and a pledge, a wreath, a sword, a cross, a soul. And apart of that French soul is in the heart of every poilu, allel, please Goc1, will seep into out American hearts who have watched France.' fight, and who fight toc1ay standing on f':rench ground. " J. W. D. SEYMOUR(S. S. U. 17).

debt"tp Fra'l1ce? ~ incurred in times. of old, 0r~ce(h by the Jv°rkings of a despot king? Itochaihbeau, Laf"yette",;we oRare told; OUT belrof freedom which th5'Y helped to ring No, n9ne oLthc;se ; forgeCthe ancient score;

even

OF FRANGE

I,"

" There was a review a l110nth back in the afternoon, wh eIl the S).1)1 !Wjl~ 9.1# <Jnd,re,Gl, .l,eayes ,were on the big trees or Huttering down from them as the review on the plain beyond out town wPp, fiJ1,iq~e,d.. riJhen th!", regiwellt marched down out street with hand 'phiying) ,apd i9ffic~n; I)sti# on their horsts. There was a vigorous fi}viJJgrtp. th,e"poil'us' shoulders and strength in their {aces. Th~ir."If,rel1,<;h)~agw.as.,a,)Dit tom, hut it was crusted with the nal11es, in, gold, of thi.~r patUes, and a Croix de Guerre aud a lIfeflqi!M ,1Yfifita,irer: uestllid, i~, ,its ,folds by the statf. We saltÜed as it passed; ny;h~~et,l;1~p,un caught it aud the tri-color flamed, w~eu, all in an instant. Olle understoQd wl1y wen tossed awal

(Bright wÜh the glow vi God's altar fires comes the one last hore [of the worId). II \'Je ,da not glory in warfare, wecome to avenge, not destroy, But the, red tape of Belgium, the ruin oi France are things we [have seen, and know. Time was, in the days of knights and squires, that War was a [daughter of joy CIad in velvet and cloth of gold, Ieading men on to woe. But now we can see the rouge on her checks, and he.r eyes are [hard and hollow. She hag ruine<! men, siuce the start of time and now, like Time, Cis eId. We ethers are disi1lusloued, but the Huns, they blindly follow

For she gays that Ehe haI! sister!i\three (Land of S~hil1er artel tuther,

- Farne. and Might,LGold. a11Q

101'these 15 your birthright sold I)

"

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1

FüR,

FRAN~E

their lives fot PranGe. It seemed the Iogical thing to do, the only thing; anel I was glad those colors belonged to us, faD, glad

TünAY

- thaI:

)'Vhy ,10 wefig-ht, we fronl! a (listal1t shore, Rcl1Iovec1, corltained, scarce toUc1H~d by B,ll the strife, ,Far Jrol11 the tl1unders of a foreign war, 1lligl1t~n'peace ha ve followed aU our Efe? "

~

A greater Gur (! ji i Her For We ,.

-

thing:

For France today, we fight,

~

living debt to France is even more, ~tniJsgli~lis' 'battle is out cause of fight. fine-souled France, aisbü-itoo bright to go, come to battle back the tyrant foe!

!

I

Thou

,""

LA: BELLE

shalt

be, b()fll anew

(

FRAN GE

RuSSELL

\

DAVEY

GRE.B;NE

(forl11erly S. S. U. 68). I ,j

THE FLAGS I I

I ,I I'

'II' I'

'I

Fran<;aise.

OF

LIGHT

I This is America's day ; not the Day Ger111any boastec1. Proud in your many inventions, little dill yen divine, Little you thought, you Prussians, when you c1inked your glasses [allel toasted That it was blood you were drinking, blood, red blood, not wille. 'Nell, you have bad your daytime ; now you have come to twilight. America's sun is rising ; Liberty's Hag is unfurled While the hore of the Hohenzollerns fades into deep, dark night. From the other edge of the ocean comes the light, the hore of the worM

O! France

When thoughts of man's diviner self advance, "V'Vheli'[tee from camage, war and pa11l . Thy natiol1's I'\pi,rit sha11 arise again. ,.1'A ßa:tid of po~ts, statesmen,seers, Shall honor thee O! France thru co1lling years. .U

as I was oi the Armee

LEGIONS

L.W.-S.S.U.636(01dr8).

.!

Olle so hnmble

" Bnt why shonld a banner, a mete bit of silk, choke one's throat so? l'erhaps beca1.1se tio French Hag is a " mete bit of silk. " 1t is a bit of free bIlle sky and of searing white pain ancl the red of man's rich blood. It is a hymn and a pledge, a wreath, a sword, a cross, a soul. And apart of that French soul is in the heart of every poilu, allel, please Goc1, will seep into out American hearts who have watched France.' fight, and who fight toc1ay standing on f':rench ground. " J. W. D. SEYMOUR(S. S. U. 17).

debt"tp Fra'l1ce? ~ incurred in times. of old, 0r~ce(h by the Jv°rkings of a despot king? Itochaihbeau, Laf"yette",;we oRare told; OUT belrof freedom which th5'Y helped to ring No, n9ne oLthc;se ; forgeCthe ancient score;

even

OF FRANGE

I,"

" There was a review a l110nth back in the afternoon, wh eIl the S).1)1 !Wjl~ 9.1# <Jnd,re,Gl, .l,eayes ,were on the big trees or Huttering down from them as the review on the plain beyond out town wPp, fiJ1,iq~e,d.. riJhen th!", regiwellt marched down out street with hand 'phiying) ,apd i9ffic~n; I)sti# on their horsts. There was a vigorous fi}viJJgrtp. th,e"poil'us' shoulders and strength in their {aces. Th~ir."If,rel1,<;h)~agw.as.,a,)Dit tom, hut it was crusted with the nal11es, in, gold, of thi.~r patUes, and a Croix de Guerre aud a lIfeflqi!M ,1Yfifita,irer: uestllid, i~, ,its ,folds by the statf. We saltÜed as it passed; ny;h~~et,l;1~p,un caught it aud the tri-color flamed, w~eu, all in an instant. Olle understoQd wl1y wen tossed awal

(Bright wÜh the glow vi God's altar fires comes the one last hore [of the worId). II \'Je ,da not glory in warfare, wecome to avenge, not destroy, But the, red tape of Belgium, the ruin oi France are things we [have seen, and know. Time was, in the days of knights and squires, that War was a [daughter of joy CIad in velvet and cloth of gold, Ieading men on to woe. But now we can see the rouge on her checks, and he.r eyes are [hard and hollow. She hag ruine<! men, siuce the start of time and now, like Time, Cis eId. We ethers are disi1lusloued, but the Huns, they blindly follow

For she gays that Ehe haI! sister!i\three (Land of S~hil1er artel tuther,

- Farne. and Might,LGold. a11Q

101'these 15 your birthright sold I)

"

- --"I


"

l

Ur "

Gocl knows that we, if the choice wert o11rs, anel the task we are [at were endeel Would hit ourselves 111aelly,glaelly, ho111('anel begin to fulfil the [rapturous drea111 Which comes to us now anel thel1 at night, with a bloody horror [blended (Ah God, were it not for snch visions, 'twould be harel to follow [the glea111) What elreal11, gay you? You've had it, 01' will... A cosy chair by [a fireplace After a gooel, hard day. Your clog, with his heael on his paws,

'

.

Lying there snoozing beside you, hjs faithful face raised to Jour [face..... .

Ancl a little love anel laughter, and that for you others' applause! (A face you love, the touch of ahand, and that for you others' IV [applause !) Such is the dream, anel after a11, it is just for that we are fighting, Just for thai we are spelldillg the fta111ing years of our youth Speneling, hut never wasting,~ for where there's a wrong thai neeels [rig hting Who cares what the prlce may oe, so lang as it's paid for t1'11th? a little, not much, At ho111e,thank God, there is langhter

-

Laughter, Laughter

[hut enough with tears hlel behind it, not CO111mon unfeeling mirth. anel love, with such things as these, can any road be . ,b roll erh ?

!fhough

it lead to death

(Loving

laughter

Then hasten,

in a lone areal'

anel laughing

America's

love, V

place,

uf these,

afar

from t11e land [oE our birth. at least, there's no [elearth !)

armies, come, come swift o~er the ocean [lanes Braving the spying submarine, anel the cowardly floating mine, Come from ourpurple mountains, COllie fro1n OHr greening plains, Collie fron]. OHr grain-rat meadows, from OHr forests of spruce. and [pine, Come, and coming, ging, the song of freer anel freed Marching in myriad co1umns, oncoming millions of might Proud of our independence, COllie now to prove OHr creed! What can withstand, what Oppose u-s, the .radiant ranks of right? Purged in the glow of God's altar fires, immortal legions of light! Paul M. FULCHER,S. S. U. 631 - 13.

FOUR TH OF JUL Y 1917 IN THE OLD T. M.

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The real American celebration of July 4, 1917 in France dia not occur in Paris, hut in the camps of the ambulanciers anel transport drivers of the American Fielel Service who wert, at the time, the only organizeel American forces at the front. Many of these groups were small and same very busy, hut their celebmtion of Inelependence Day will not be forgotten by any who shared the111 anel the elescription of Olle of these festivities 1S a fair sampIe of the111 all. , Credit for ibis celebration must be given chiefly to Captain Genin, our Fr~nch commander, a jolly, good fellow, and. Olle greatly interested in American CUS10111S. All during June he had teen hearing atout nothing except the Fourth of July. At last he decided thai, at his own expense, we were

,~

to have

a Fourt11

thai

should

surpass

those

we hael known

in the States. And after thai, day by day, various articles kerl arri ving in the camp live rabbits, narrow gauge tracks, crates labelled " Champagne ", cigarettes, flower-pots, atout all of which illere waS SO1ne mystery anel a great deal of speculation. . The program, of the day itself began, of course, with a review, which was hardly 111uchdifferent from some peace time reviews in the States. The tell sections prescHt were in the bad humor CO111111on to troops ou inspection, and illere was some cause too, forevery camion in Jouaignes hael teen 011the ro'ilel fro111five in the 1110rning until eight the night before, while eve1i after thai illere had beeil a great deal oI c1eaning and oiling to do in preparation for the rigid inspection that would be sure to come :.he 'next morning. Nevertheless it was with a feeling of expectantcy thai the memberg of OHr group were 1l0tified at a roll call at six o'c1ock the morning of the Fourth oI the program of the day's events, ancl, half an hOHl' later, our section', l)nder OHr American chef, was marching towards the parade field a mile away. This fjeld was the meeting-place of continually streamitig groups of American transport drivers. The nearer Olle goi to it, tbe 111Orecoillrades Olle met, headec1 for the same destination, che~rfully ignoring the dust, auel thiuking anel remembering only : " This is the Fourth of July ". Seetion after sectioll lllarched through the little gate into the field anel arrangec1 themselves in fonnation for review. A sharp " gardez-lJous " : rang out anel Captaiu Mallet, head of Mallet's Reserve oI American Call1iol1 Drivers, entered the fielel, whereupon a square was formed, of


"

l

Ur "

Gocl knows that we, if the choice wert o11rs, anel the task we are [at were endeel Would hit ourselves 111aelly,glaelly, ho111('anel begin to fulfil the [rapturous drea111 Which comes to us now anel thel1 at night, with a bloody horror [blended (Ah God, were it not for snch visions, 'twould be harel to follow [the glea111) What elreal11, gay you? You've had it, 01' will... A cosy chair by [a fireplace After a gooel, hard day. Your clog, with his heael on his paws,

'

.

Lying there snoozing beside you, hjs faithful face raised to Jour [face..... .

Ancl a little love anel laughter, and that for you others' applause! (A face you love, the touch of ahand, and that for you others' IV [applause !) Such is the dream, anel after a11, it is just for that we are fighting, Just for thai we are spelldillg the fta111ing years of our youth Speneling, hut never wasting,~ for where there's a wrong thai neeels [rig hting Who cares what the prlce may oe, so lang as it's paid for t1'11th? a little, not much, At ho111e,thank God, there is langhter

-

Laughter, Laughter

[hut enough with tears hlel behind it, not CO111mon unfeeling mirth. anel love, with such things as these, can any road be . ,b roll erh ?

!fhough

it lead to death

(Loving

laughter

Then hasten,

in a lone areal'

anel laughing

America's

love, V

place,

uf these,

afar

from t11e land [oE our birth. at least, there's no [elearth !)

armies, come, come swift o~er the ocean [lanes Braving the spying submarine, anel the cowardly floating mine, Come from ourpurple mountains, COllie fro1n OHr greening plains, Collie fron]. OHr grain-rat meadows, from OHr forests of spruce. and [pine, Come, and coming, ging, the song of freer anel freed Marching in myriad co1umns, oncoming millions of might Proud of our independence, COllie now to prove OHr creed! What can withstand, what Oppose u-s, the .radiant ranks of right? Purged in the glow of God's altar fires, immortal legions of light! Paul M. FULCHER,S. S. U. 631 - 13.

FOUR TH OF JUL Y 1917 IN THE OLD T. M.

l

The real American celebration of July 4, 1917 in France dia not occur in Paris, hut in the camps of the ambulanciers anel transport drivers of the American Fielel Service who wert, at the time, the only organizeel American forces at the front. Many of these groups were small and same very busy, hut their celebmtion of Inelependence Day will not be forgotten by any who shared the111 anel the elescription of Olle of these festivities 1S a fair sampIe of the111 all. , Credit for ibis celebration must be given chiefly to Captain Genin, our Fr~nch commander, a jolly, good fellow, and. Olle greatly interested in American CUS10111S. All during June he had teen hearing atout nothing except the Fourth of July. At last he decided thai, at his own expense, we were

,~

to have

a Fourt11

thai

should

surpass

those

we hael known

in the States. And after thai, day by day, various articles kerl arri ving in the camp live rabbits, narrow gauge tracks, crates labelled " Champagne ", cigarettes, flower-pots, atout all of which illere waS SO1ne mystery anel a great deal of speculation. . The program, of the day itself began, of course, with a review, which was hardly 111uchdifferent from some peace time reviews in the States. The tell sections prescHt were in the bad humor CO111111on to troops ou inspection, and illere was some cause too, forevery camion in Jouaignes hael teen 011the ro'ilel fro111five in the 1110rning until eight the night before, while eve1i after thai illere had beeil a great deal oI c1eaning and oiling to do in preparation for the rigid inspection that would be sure to come :.he 'next morning. Nevertheless it was with a feeling of expectantcy thai the memberg of OHr group were 1l0tified at a roll call at six o'c1ock the morning of the Fourth oI the program of the day's events, ancl, half an hOHl' later, our section', l)nder OHr American chef, was marching towards the parade field a mile away. This fjeld was the meeting-place of continually streamitig groups of American transport drivers. The nearer Olle goi to it, tbe 111Orecoillrades Olle met, headec1 for the same destination, che~rfully ignoring the dust, auel thiuking anel remembering only : " This is the Fourth of July ". Seetion after sectioll lllarched through the little gate into the field anel arrangec1 themselves in fonnation for review. A sharp " gardez-lJous " : rang out anel Captaiu Mallet, head of Mallet's Reserve oI American Call1iol1 Drivers, entered the fielel, whereupon a square was formed, of


'.,

can town. Thatimpression was heightened by the later dances. Lithe Berbers hurled French anny rifles high into the air and caught the111 without losing time wi\h the drums. Then illere were sword dances in which two simulated opponents whirled

yataghans atout their beaus.

.

Afterwards I talked with same of the Tunisians. They bad little respect' für any GennallS. " Yes ", they said, " the Germaus are brave enough to crouch in dugouts under she11-fire, Hut when we eome after them, they are cowards. They run away 01' shout " Kamerad, Kamerad". Bah!. Boches no eamerades with uso " As Olle reme1l1bered the swor"cl danees, it see1l1ed hardly surprising thai the Germans were eowards before these outlandish warriors. Shortly afterwards a baseball game began whieh 1111lStha 'le see111edas bizarre to the Arabs as their dances were to uso About the fourth inning of the game, fencing started in as a counter attraction, and channed away, one must confess, almost everybody, exeept the Americans. In ibis Dur own Freneh Lieutenant Chalos, vanquisheel all comers. By seven we hael a11 piled Dur mess kits atout improviseel tables and were waiting für the dinner. . lVI. Bousquet, the camp chef, was reputed to have offieiated in 1I1any kitehens, induding those of the Duke of Luxembourg. Yet however great the number of feasts he hau prepared, ]:e surely .never encountered Olle stranger than ibis. A wonderIu] salael was served up in a dishpan and elIten off dirty ti\l plates. The meats were roast capon and a filet with ll1ushrooms; the only breacl was. the hard dry pai'n des armees. Pinard, aneuphemism for the cheapest, sourest wille e.idsting - altemated with old Museat and Moet et Chandoll. Then a11 the time illere was boisterous jesting, anel clogs thai stooel arounu the tables really to snap up any spare morseIs, until by flint of so many contrasts amI so mnch hearty jo11ity, everything assumecl a tntly meclie" val tone. One rather missed torchlight anel sl1loky ~-aftcr~. Except for thai, it was easy to imagine, looking clown the lang, littered tables, thai Olle was prescHt at a banquet in same Norman castle when EclwanI ur was king. Always, however, when the laughter clieel down for amoment, the guns thai were defending CraO1me 01' Monlin de Laffany, would down the lesser dattel' of the tin ware.

After the plates were scraped cl~an

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11

the tables amI the re1l1l1ant of the l)inanl. Then fo11owec[ another eelebration, a truly Freneh celebration, whieh lasted most of the short summer llight, during the course oI which regimelltal songs were sung, induding the now famous chant of the Forcign Legion, and during which many speeches were made atout " leg jeunes Americains " amI" Ja vidoire qui viendra." American ragtime had a fratenwl share, tao, and many ludicrous attempts were made to translate it into French. Then illere were

~

für once we did not have

to wash them - the French force cooks, mechanies, clerks, WQUl1cl~cl für th~ most part in th~ trenc:hesl tQok possessioll Qf ~

more

speeches,

lInd a great

deal of handshaking,

always laughter. About two we most quite aware thai we should be ealled treneh torpeel6es, anel quite content . Makolm

and

laugl1ter

.1

SINGS !~

,/

THE SHELL

OF A SEVENTY-FIYE

I ging of Freedom and I strike for Right! Anu, guided by my Mentors, mark the, way Für Franee, tho Nature'" forces rain would stay My c1eath-ensuing, vict'ry' winning flight: Olle real' impelling voyage, existence o'er Olle blow

für France

-

from

-

of us crawled off to ted, on at daylight to carry nevertheless. COWI.EY, T. 1\1. U. 526.

c0111rac1es lllany

morc.

'Tis early morn, perhilps, 01' bright noontide, Perhaps the Sun hag travelled to the night. Command is giv'n, a chance to " Strike fq.r Right. Unleashec1, assured, I sail th' ethereal tide. My port? A ravitaillement camp; a trench ; An avion ; a battery's fire to quench.

"

'Tis Dark! The Lady MOO11concealing tears, Behind a dandy kerehief, will not see The Folly thai hag maele Dur hösts to be. She knows, a moment's silence - and appears. \Ve chant in chorus '- lllen anel earth are flung! She sees - anel goes - agaill OHr chant is sung. I ging of Freeuom anu I strike for Right! A Süll, 'a blow for loyal France who dares. Anu, Strang of heart, Her mighty arl11 She bares Nor rests, nor falters, bonnel to win the fight. Franee! Loving .a11- and victimized by Might! Franee sings of Freeuol11 and France strikes für Right! E. M., S. S. U. 626 (Old.2.)


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can town. Thatimpression was heightened by the later dances. Lithe Berbers hurled French anny rifles high into the air and caught the111 without losing time wi\h the drums. Then illere were sword dances in which two simulated opponents whirled

yataghans atout their beaus.

.

Afterwards I talked with same of the Tunisians. They bad little respect' für any GennallS. " Yes ", they said, " the Germaus are brave enough to crouch in dugouts under she11-fire, Hut when we eome after them, they are cowards. They run away 01' shout " Kamerad, Kamerad". Bah!. Boches no eamerades with uso " As Olle reme1l1bered the swor"cl danees, it see1l1ed hardly surprising thai the Germans were eowards before these outlandish warriors. Shortly afterwards a baseball game began whieh 1111lStha 'le see111edas bizarre to the Arabs as their dances were to uso About the fourth inning of the game, fencing started in as a counter attraction, and channed away, one must confess, almost everybody, exeept the Americans. In ibis Dur own Freneh Lieutenant Chalos, vanquisheel all comers. By seven we hael a11 piled Dur mess kits atout improviseel tables and were waiting für the dinner. . lVI. Bousquet, the camp chef, was reputed to have offieiated in 1I1any kitehens, induding those of the Duke of Luxembourg. Yet however great the number of feasts he hau prepared, ]:e surely .never encountered Olle stranger than ibis. A wonderIu] salael was served up in a dishpan and elIten off dirty ti\l plates. The meats were roast capon and a filet with ll1ushrooms; the only breacl was. the hard dry pai'n des armees. Pinard, aneuphemism for the cheapest, sourest wille e.idsting - altemated with old Museat and Moet et Chandoll. Then a11 the time illere was boisterous jesting, anel clogs thai stooel arounu the tables really to snap up any spare morseIs, until by flint of so many contrasts amI so mnch hearty jo11ity, everything assumecl a tntly meclie" val tone. One rather missed torchlight anel sl1loky ~-aftcr~. Except for thai, it was easy to imagine, looking clown the lang, littered tables, thai Olle was prescHt at a banquet in same Norman castle when EclwanI ur was king. Always, however, when the laughter clieel down for amoment, the guns thai were defending CraO1me 01' Monlin de Laffany, would down the lesser dattel' of the tin ware.

After the plates were scraped cl~an

I I

11

the tables amI the re1l1l1ant of the l)inanl. Then fo11owec[ another eelebration, a truly Freneh celebration, whieh lasted most of the short summer llight, during the course oI which regimelltal songs were sung, induding the now famous chant of the Forcign Legion, and during which many speeches were made atout " leg jeunes Americains " amI" Ja vidoire qui viendra." American ragtime had a fratenwl share, tao, and many ludicrous attempts were made to translate it into French. Then illere were

~

für once we did not have

to wash them - the French force cooks, mechanies, clerks, WQUl1cl~cl für th~ most part in th~ trenc:hesl tQok possessioll Qf ~

more

speeches,

lInd a great

deal of handshaking,

always laughter. About two we most quite aware thai we should be ealled treneh torpeel6es, anel quite content . Makolm

and

laugl1ter

.1

SINGS !~

,/

THE SHELL

OF A SEVENTY-FIYE

I ging of Freedom and I strike for Right! Anu, guided by my Mentors, mark the, way Für Franee, tho Nature'" forces rain would stay My c1eath-ensuing, vict'ry' winning flight: Olle real' impelling voyage, existence o'er Olle blow

für France

-

from

-

of us crawled off to ted, on at daylight to carry nevertheless. COWI.EY, T. 1\1. U. 526.

c0111rac1es lllany

morc.

'Tis early morn, perhilps, 01' bright noontide, Perhaps the Sun hag travelled to the night. Command is giv'n, a chance to " Strike fq.r Right. Unleashec1, assured, I sail th' ethereal tide. My port? A ravitaillement camp; a trench ; An avion ; a battery's fire to quench.

"

'Tis Dark! The Lady MOO11concealing tears, Behind a dandy kerehief, will not see The Folly thai hag maele Dur hösts to be. She knows, a moment's silence - and appears. \Ve chant in chorus '- lllen anel earth are flung! She sees - anel goes - agaill OHr chant is sung. I ging of Freeuom anu I strike for Right! A Süll, 'a blow for loyal France who dares. Anu, Strang of heart, Her mighty arl11 She bares Nor rests, nor falters, bonnel to win the fight. Franee! Loving .a11- and victimized by Might! Franee sings of Freeuol11 and France strikes für Right! E. M., S. S. U. 626 (Old.2.)


/

'

A SERMON

FOR YOUNG SOLDIERS

Young 1l1en of DurS, wl1O1l1go ye forth fpr tp jseek ? - The self-styled Caesar who enslaves the weak, How may ye sum1110n hi111? - Gur guns shaU speak. Behind his hosts he towers out of reaeh. - But wb h'1ve pledged Gur rives, eachunto each, In that strang Wving wall to Jmake a breach. Last saerifiee of a11 is life, Jet .least Utdess' ye losing it,soque11 the Beast ; Else make ye hut more fodder für his feast.

After the tense trench-vigil, in the gray 1M0notony of camps where day by day Life Mifts in weary emptiness away, 01' in the sti11 sad hours of nature's peace, At eventide, when tasks 11lechanic eease 1'0 drug the 1l1ind, and it, now given release, \Vings from a world where only might is strang, Where right is l11artyred by triumphant wro.ng, \Vhere 1l1enshame wolves - 0 God, how long, how long?-

. Unto For

a dearer ,land where deal' Olles watt Peace to open again her rusted gate,

Peace - Fear not. Are we not all things, bring brave? More precivlIs giftsthan life we go to sa'iJe, A nd knoie>no choice bItt viciory Oy the grave.

11

I11

God gi ve yen, yictory, brave gentlemen. The Run ye fear not, and 'tis we11; but thell Ye sha11 not face thai foeman one in ten, I But mußt in llll1nbler service learn --' ho", hard! ~' 1'0 werk unknown, unhO110red, and unscarred, 1'0 watch,inactive 'Jet on constant guard, '1'0 watt

-

the hanlest

task of an! -

in vain

'

i111portunate.

'1'0 wait, to watch, to werk far from the fro1,1t

~I

I)

11

Illj

-

-

and laie

01' soon to a11

a shadow, like a pa11

; past recall

Reversed, thc mind sees great things smalI : thc War A lunatic muddle of l1lere greed anel gare, Of l11i11ionsl1lartyrcel für a priele-blown score;

to waU

The call thai may coh1e nevd, ot tao laie, 1'0 waU in vain,

J

In hours '!i),:e these They come, and oft

Vanish the va!iant ar<1or, the high hope Of victory, thc stern resolve to cape With any ocIds. As through a telescope

11

~

für how llIany a home aIas, too late!

Is laid upon thespirit

I

i

-

Sees loyalty, elevation, sacrifiee Shrink to i11usioils fostered to entlee The victi111 on to pay the victor's l\rice.

't\'here beckens fame - thq.tis p~e bitter,brunt, or war: true stee1 the soul it sha11 not blunt. I

So, its true balance lost, the o'erwrought Reels to foul disaffection, or in blind Ap'1thy teIles, honor left behinc1.

That is the eol1l111011 bun1en, anc1 thence Sprung The C01111TTon ene111Y,whose serpent tongl1e 13ctrays the soli I w\l1'-veary anc1 m\strung,

Anel doubt, the vapo1' which siek souls exh3.le~ May, like the genE in the Arab tale, (,,:over at l~\st the hell\'ens with q veil!

I

,

11lind


/

'

A SERMON

FOR YOUNG SOLDIERS

Young 1l1en of DurS, wl1O1l1go ye forth fpr tp jseek ? - The self-styled Caesar who enslaves the weak, How may ye sum1110n hi111? - Gur guns shaU speak. Behind his hosts he towers out of reaeh. - But wb h'1ve pledged Gur rives, eachunto each, In that strang Wving wall to Jmake a breach. Last saerifiee of a11 is life, Jet .least Utdess' ye losing it,soque11 the Beast ; Else make ye hut more fodder für his feast.

After the tense trench-vigil, in the gray 1M0notony of camps where day by day Life Mifts in weary emptiness away, 01' in the sti11 sad hours of nature's peace, At eventide, when tasks 11lechanic eease 1'0 drug the 1l1ind, and it, now given release, \Vings from a world where only might is strang, Where right is l11artyred by triumphant wro.ng, \Vhere 1l1enshame wolves - 0 God, how long, how long?-

. Unto For

a dearer ,land where deal' Olles watt Peace to open again her rusted gate,

Peace - Fear not. Are we not all things, bring brave? More precivlIs giftsthan life we go to sa'iJe, A nd knoie>no choice bItt viciory Oy the grave.

11

I11

God gi ve yen, yictory, brave gentlemen. The Run ye fear not, and 'tis we11; but thell Ye sha11 not face thai foeman one in ten, I But mußt in llll1nbler service learn --' ho", hard! ~' 1'0 werk unknown, unhO110red, and unscarred, 1'0 watch,inactive 'Jet on constant guard, '1'0 watt

-

the hanlest

task of an! -

in vain

'

i111portunate.

'1'0 wait, to watch, to werk far from the fro1,1t

~I

I)

11

Illj

-

-

and laie

01' soon to a11

a shadow, like a pa11

; past recall

Reversed, thc mind sees great things smalI : thc War A lunatic muddle of l1lere greed anel gare, Of l11i11ionsl1lartyrcel für a priele-blown score;

to waU

The call thai may coh1e nevd, ot tao laie, 1'0 waU in vain,

J

In hours '!i),:e these They come, and oft

Vanish the va!iant ar<1or, the high hope Of victory, thc stern resolve to cape With any ocIds. As through a telescope

11

~

für how llIany a home aIas, too late!

Is laid upon thespirit

I

i

-

Sees loyalty, elevation, sacrifiee Shrink to i11usioils fostered to entlee The victi111 on to pay the victor's l\rice.

't\'here beckens fame - thq.tis p~e bitter,brunt, or war: true stee1 the soul it sha11 not blunt. I

So, its true balance lost, the o'erwrought Reels to foul disaffection, or in blind Ap'1thy teIles, honor left behinc1.

That is the eol1l111011 bun1en, anc1 thence Sprung The C01111TTon ene111Y,whose serpent tongl1e 13ctrays the soli I w\l1'-veary anc1 m\strung,

Anel doubt, the vapo1' which siek souls exh3.le~ May, like the genE in the Arab tale, (,,:over at l~\st the hell\'ens with q veil!

I

,

11lind


when this war is done anel fi.nished we'n have a granel parade, And to an tbe Allied soldiers Will honor duc be paid ; Dnt you'll see, in an their glory, At the heael of the revue,

Darkening the day for an, anel stifling an. Remel11ber, brave young men, brave Russia's fall; For she was brave that is the Gennan's thral1. The constancy thatconquers self she lackeel. Pray Goel that ye may lack it not, hut act In all things fai thful to Jour sacreel 'patt.

Just the ordinary poilus

-

The " Overcoats of muc! " " The Overcoats of mue!. " " The Overcoats of Blue! " They will march before the finest, will the " Overcoats of BIue! "

In weariness and worry anel mischalice Remember the long fortitude of France, Anel write in eleeds your country's true ronfance.

R, A. D. -

S. S. U. 18.

J. B. F. (S. S. U. 14) Ech. Am. Parc F.

ENVOI

OVERCOATS

OF BLUE Hu1l1bly we COl11Cfrom homes an'oss, the sea, Not vaunting our own glory 01' our famc 1'0 take our place in ranks amohg the free And help to <,rush a king who haĂ&#x; no sha1l1e.

You may tack on fuss anel feathers Allel plu1l1es and golden' braid, 01' choose a gorgeous uniform, ,

As strikillg

as is made

-

Dress yoUl: soldiers as you Eke, I1ut still it will be true -

'Ve C01l1e not in a grand superior way, Aiming at showy prowess o'er the worlel: All thai we ask is thai our banner 1l1ay Besic1e the g 10riou5. flags of France be furlecl.

You'll have to take Jour hat off 1'0 the Overcoats of BIue! Oh, tbc Overcoats of Blue! The Overcoats of BIue! They're solcliers of the finest, are the Overcoats of BJue!

Forget we now our priele, our slogans loud ; Give U6 the work you have' for us to do, That we may sooner mingle with the crowd And take our place besic1e the, men of bIlle.

You may take Jour mell in khaki, Y OHr 111 en i11 brown and grey, They are first dass ilghting soldiers They'll prove it any day! \'17e'll honor every one of the1l1 For all thai tbey've beeIl, thru, 13ut you'll have to give the laureIs 1'0 the Overcoats of Blue! Ob, the

Overcoats

of 131ue! The

They're

the

fighting

finest

Overcoats

soldiers,

are

This Alld Anel That

of 131ue! the

OvercQats

be our wish : - That each may elo his part, give, out of himself, all thai he tau, fight the final battle as the start, each, before the worlc1, may prove a man.

R. Ă&#x201E;. D. - S. S. U. 18. of DJue!

"


when this war is done anel fi.nished we'n have a granel parade, And to an tbe Allied soldiers Will honor duc be paid ; Dnt you'll see, in an their glory, At the heael of the revue,

Darkening the day for an, anel stifling an. Remel11ber, brave young men, brave Russia's fall; For she was brave that is the Gennan's thral1. The constancy thatconquers self she lackeel. Pray Goel that ye may lack it not, hut act In all things fai thful to Jour sacreel 'patt.

Just the ordinary poilus

-

The " Overcoats of muc! " " The Overcoats of mue!. " " The Overcoats of Blue! " They will march before the finest, will the " Overcoats of BIue! "

In weariness and worry anel mischalice Remember the long fortitude of France, Anel write in eleeds your country's true ronfance.

R, A. D. -

S. S. U. 18.

J. B. F. (S. S. U. 14) Ech. Am. Parc F.

ENVOI

OVERCOATS

OF BLUE Hu1l1bly we COl11Cfrom homes an'oss, the sea, Not vaunting our own glory 01' our famc 1'0 take our place in ranks amohg the free And help to <,rush a king who haĂ&#x; no sha1l1e.

You may tack on fuss anel feathers Allel plu1l1es and golden' braid, 01' choose a gorgeous uniform, ,

As strikillg

as is made

-

Dress yoUl: soldiers as you Eke, I1ut still it will be true -

'Ve C01l1e not in a grand superior way, Aiming at showy prowess o'er the worlel: All thai we ask is thai our banner 1l1ay Besic1e the g 10riou5. flags of France be furlecl.

You'll have to take Jour hat off 1'0 the Overcoats of BIue! Oh, tbc Overcoats of Blue! The Overcoats of BIue! They're solcliers of the finest, are the Overcoats of BJue!

Forget we now our priele, our slogans loud ; Give U6 the work you have' for us to do, That we may sooner mingle with the crowd And take our place besic1e the, men of bIlle.

You may take Jour mell in khaki, Y OHr 111 en i11 brown and grey, They are first dass ilghting soldiers They'll prove it any day! \'17e'll honor every one of the1l1 For all thai tbey've beeIl, thru, 13ut you'll have to give the laureIs 1'0 the Overcoats of Blue! Ob, the

Overcoats

of 131ue! The

They're

the

fighting

finest

Overcoats

soldiers,

are

This Alld Anel That

of 131ue! the

OvercQats

be our wish : - That each may elo his part, give, out of himself, all thai he tau, fight the final battle as the start, each, before the worlc1, may prove a man.

R. Ă&#x201E;. D. - S. S. U. 18. of DJue!

"


'D~ATH OF ARTHUR

BLUTHENTHAL

\\lord hag been received that Arthur Bluthenthal hag teen killed in an a,erial battle, lÜs 111achine having teen brought down in fla111es. Bluthentha I joined the Al11erican Field Service in May 1915 amI was 600n thereafter gent to Section 3. He re111ained with the sectiOJI' over a year serving at Vercluu, Lorraine aud iu the Orient where he received the Croix de Guerre. \'Vhen Al11erica. (1eclared war Blnthenthal joined the French Aviation Service and had beeil at the front für same tiine before his death. He was a Princetou gradnate amI his hol11e was in \Vill11ington, D~la\vare.

FIELD

SERVICE

LITERA

TU RE

Two books dealing with li'fe in the old Fidd Service are announced fot early publication in America, by former Field Service drivers. " Ambulance 464 " by JulianBryan, " Trucking

to the Trenches

S. S. U. 12.

" by John Ka,utz, T. M. U. 184.

The preparation of the " History of the American Field Service " is progressing and will be ready für the press in duc season. The charters devoted (0 the various Sections are nearly completed, though any facts ,and episodes concerning them, which are not already in hand, would be welcomed. Hol11e letteIg, journals and diaries always contain interesting matter. Much material of this kind hag already beenexamined hut fur, ther contributions may be gellt in. All coml11unications should be addressed : 1'0 the Editor

of the Field Service History, :n, rue Raynouard

Paris.

H. S. Ramsdell 5.. S. U. 629 (old 9)


'D~ATH OF ARTHUR

BLUTHENTHAL

\\lord hag been received that Arthur Bluthenthal hag teen killed in an a,erial battle, lÜs 111achine having teen brought down in fla111es. Bluthentha I joined the Al11erican Field Service in May 1915 amI was 600n thereafter gent to Section 3. He re111ained with the sectiOJI' over a year serving at Vercluu, Lorraine aud iu the Orient where he received the Croix de Guerre. \'Vhen Al11erica. (1eclared war Blnthenthal joined the French Aviation Service and had beeil at the front für same tiine before his death. He was a Princetou gradnate amI his hol11e was in \Vill11ington, D~la\vare.

FIELD

SERVICE

LITERA

TU RE

Two books dealing with li'fe in the old Fidd Service are announced fot early publication in America, by former Field Service drivers. " Ambulance 464 " by JulianBryan, " Trucking

to the Trenches

S. S. U. 12.

" by John Ka,utz, T. M. U. 184.

The preparation of the " History of the American Field Service " is progressing and will be ready für the press in duc season. The charters devoted (0 the various Sections are nearly completed, though any facts ,and episodes concerning them, which are not already in hand, would be welcomed. Hol11e letteIg, journals and diaries always contain interesting matter. Much material of this kind hag already beenexamined hut fur, ther contributions may be gellt in. All coml11unications should be addressed : 1'0 the Editor

of the Field Service History, :n, rue Raynouard

Paris.

H. S. Ramsdell 5.. S. U. 629 (old 9)


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