East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1917-10-29
POEM IS DEDICATE0
TO TROOP D MEMBERS


fine looking lads,
The pride of their mothers, sweet
hearts and dads.
There was Captain Lee Caldwell
world famous buckaroo.
You just ought to hear all the great
things he can do.
But best of all is his wonderful, big
honest heart
We all loved him rarely and twas
sure hard to part.
He'll sure lead his troop and lead 1t
full we'll
Good night, Germans. Lee will sure
give them hell.
With Lee and the others you will find
Tracy L.ayne
Who sings Take me back to old
Montana again"
The boy is some singer, how those full
notes roll,
He sings from the heart, IL goes
straight to your soul.
May the songs you sing, Tracy. and
the life you lead
Inspire all the fellows to every good
dead.
Little Jock Coleman. prize comedian
OF song, a-.s
They sure could not do without you
going along.
For If ever the boys have an attack
of the blues
You can drive them away with the
songs of the muse.
We are sorry old Hilda's love was so
tickle,
Buck up, old horse, she was just
lead nickle.
They say the great picture man Jessie
Lasky
Would like for the movies our Eddie
Sebasky
But we have hopes that he and George
winship .,-
VIII get the Damn Boches right on
the hip
We know you are brave, ride any wild
thing
And make those guns of yours
bing de bing.
They tell on the side that our Tommy'a
the dickens,
He loves like sin. but he will chase
the chickens.
For shame Tommy boy you must cut
it all out,
Or at least don't "pullet'' with the
others about.
Have heart you villainous. treach
erous man
Or so ne girl on your pants will tie
tin can.
There is something else I must weave
in my story
About the brave boys who will fight
for "Old Glory"
Love was so rampant there may he
duel
Over Arrilla the Cookie and sweet
Jane McCool.
In practice our boys put one Hun on
the run.
You know who I mean, that Everett
son of a gun.
BE it ever so painful, yet I do believe,
boys
You will share with each other your
sorrows and joys.
Don't let any malice creep into your
life
And keep from your party pickering
and strife
Each living for the others In unset
fishness,
And If wronged, boys, be strong in
forgiveness.
Carry on brave boys, while we stay at .
home
Carry on brave fellows while awar |
you roam.
Remember deep down in your hearts
brave men
This world must be made safe for all
again.
They have struck at our vitals, our
freeborn right,
God is with you. our men, carry on
in the fight.
How hard It is when our tears din
the eyes
And the lump in our throat cholles
back the sighs.
How hard to look in each strong
How hard to part with the pride of
How hard when the heart stands still
with pain
TO wish you Bon voyage" and safe
home again.
)h, boys It is hard but there's some
comfort, too
n that we know what to expect from
you.
Be the strength of our forebearers
once more
With our hearts and our hopes on
Brave Frances shore.
irant us the strength to bear up
when you go
you look so handsome and we love
you so.
o the champ buckaroo and the Harry
Lauder Jack
o nightingale Tracy and to Tommy
the quack,
o Eddy the Great and to our Airshipi
George.
Whether on plain. at sea. in mountain
or gorge,
lest wishes for you and we hope soon
to see
h triumphant return of troop D.
Wiscc nsin. with the eyes % the ma
on upon It, should be careful to
hoose p worthy successor to the pa