Cottonwood chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1917-current, 1918-08-16


On the earth, on the sea and
beneath the sea; the Huns cannot
conquer. But neither have they
been conquered. The warfare of
almost four years comes to a stale
mate in the most awful conflict
of all time. Facing facts harms
no man, and such are the facts.
General Foch sums it all up
when he says: Modern warfare,
to arrive at its end and to impose
its will on the enemy, recognizes
only one means-destruction of
the enemy's organized forces"
A representative of the French
Government in America but re-
Gently said: "Lf I may deliver an
unofficial message to America it
is, For Heavens sake, send us
10000 aeroplanes and pilots at
once We can hold the line, but
to defeat the Germans we must
have the mastery of the air." We
believe that is the frozen truth.
Consider it carefully.
From the outset of the war the
Huns, by the air route, have per-
sistently raided London and Paris
while Berlin has sat in as serene
safety as if she were on another
planet instead of the center of the
output of carnage on this planet.
Submarines at their fastest on
the surface can make but twenty
miles an hour and below the sur
face but 10 miles an hour and yet
they raid our coast.
The Allies, in resources for MAX
ing ahplanes and equipping them
with trained pilots and ammuni-
ton, are enormously superior to
Germany. Aeroplanes will trav-
ell hourly a hundred twenty miles
through the air. France affords
every facility for a base and for
the starting and for the return
fight of these destroyers. And
Berlin and practically all of Hun
dom remain untouched of war.
Let us be aggressive, let us car
ry on a determined offensive.
The ways of the air are open. Let
us win and let us win by the open
way, by the certain way and by
the way that will paralyze the foe
at its very sources and fountain
heads. Conflicts there would be,
but in the air the Allies can mob
ilize fiocks of eagles enormously
superior to the Hun buzzards. To
destroy noncombatants is repul-
sive-but it is necessary. And
the huns started it. Let us carry
the war to where it
started. Let us bomb Berlin.
Let us lay waste the Hunnish
lands as they have devastated
Belgium and France. Let the
Huns taste of that bitterness they
have so freely forced between the
wan lips and down the parched
throats of millions of innocent
women and helpless children
Loose the eagles! Let them drive
their sharpened beaks into the
rotten brains of the Hun buzzards!
Bonds are bought with lavish
hands; taxes are paid willingly;
the Red Cross and the Y. M. C..
A. are nobly sustained. Amer
lean youths offer their lives-t their
all. No nation in the world ap-
proximates America in resources,
nor supasses it in patriotism.
Treasure and lives offer in profu-
sion.
The Huns sent their Shiny sea
serpents to America. Let us send
our eagles to Germany! Let us
make some mo Mans Land" in
German soil. Let not all the des-
erts be in Belgium and France.
Let the Huns from their own dew
astated lands, from their own
ruined cities, from their own
slaughtered ranks of innocent wo-
men and prattling children, learn
the lesson of bitter reprisals.
Loose the eagles!
Lay waste Germany!
Bomb Berlin!
Win the War!
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