Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1918-10-25

last finger at the Chateau Thierry
front on the west, you will have a rude
map OF the wonderful transportation
system wrought out under General Az
terbury, General Haygood, and busi-
ness men like Dwight Morrow. Colonel
Dawes and hundreds of other great
Americans who are giving their talents
to this work. Many Of you have Won
dered how your son was to be fed.
when his regiment at ST. Mihiel push
ed forward nine miles between three
o'clock in the morning and dark that
night. In your anxiety you have said'
How can he live in that front trench?
How can they bring food up to him.
Had you been on the spot you would
have found that close behind the hrst
group of boys in the front trench are
American soldiers carrying telephone
wire, and when the darkness fell on
that trench the signal service boys tel
ephoned back. giving the exact loca-
ton and keeping pace with the signal
service boys. and only half mile be-
hind are the men with the soup kitch-
ems and the hot food. No matter
where your son is. pushing forward.
right behind him, in the deep trench,
come boys laden with food and hot
coffee. and when twelve o'clock strikes
and four o'clock comes, or seven
o'clock. the food arrives. Not all he
roes carry guns The wedge that splits
the tough log has sharp edge. but
also Il thick head. If our army is the
cutting edge. the organization is the
weight that drives 1t through.
Tho Saving OF Paris.
Men Of weight and influence abroad
say that our American army helped
save Paris. Four years of hghtinS
have brought the French soldiers to
the point Of exhaustion. The army
that stood between Paris and the Hun
was equal to the German army OF at
tack until the Huns were strengthened
by nearly half n million OF fresh
troops released from the Russian
army. When the spring offensive be-
gan they pushed the French back five
miles and then moved forward, not
like a glacier, but flame Of fire, on
and passed Noyon and Ham, on from
scissors to Chateau Thierry. and were
within some thirty miles Of Paris. In
that hour the whole world stood trem-
bling and expectant. Paris seemed
doomed to pillage and loot. One-half
million, some say a million, women and
children were sent away out OF the
city. Great crises bring out the latent
qualities of men. That hour. when all
seemed to be lost exhibits the splen-
dor and nobility of the French SOUL
Never were the great men of France
more dignified nor restrained. What II
the Hun did destroy Paris, What II.
like the vandals of old, they did smash
the statues, cut the paintings into rib
hons. blow up the monuments. pal
aces, cathedrals, for the development
of which the Hun was incompetent?
Had not Paris been destroyed during
the French revolution? And devastat-
ed hy the German and the Commun-
ist? France Is not marble. canvas, nor
stone. France Is n spirit within. Let
the Hun smash the marbles-France
will carve new ones Let the Huns
slash the pictures-the sons Of France
can paint better ones. Let them bomb
buildings, whose fragments are the de-
spair Of German architects-the genius
of France will make n new Paris to
rise out of the ashes. In that temper
the men Of France met the crisis. For
no statement can he more mistaken
than the one Of that Boston authoress
who wrote in a New York magazine
last summer about the death Of Old
France, because all the sons of the up
per classes have been killed and only
the poor remained. The upper classes
did something for France. but the sons
of the peasants did far more. On the
Belgian frontier lived stonemason,
mixing mortar and laying brick, and
out of the quarry came Rodin. the
greatest sculptor since Michael Angelo
and Phidias. Out on a little farm In
Brittany a peasant tenant went forth
to SOW and reap. One day his son.
Jean, dropped the hoe and went up to
Paris, and Millet leaped to the fore
front. And what shall one say OF
Rousseau and Corot, his disciple; OF
the great dramatists, essayists and
novelists; OF the statesmen and heroes,
save that the peasant class in field and
vineyard and the working people In
the shops have contributed an over
whelming proportion OF leaders to the
most glorious epoch in French his
tory?
Franco Not Bled White.
What, France bled white. The old
France .gone, To kill the genius OF
France the Hun will have to slay for
ty millions of folk! France was never
so glorious, so serious so divinely in
spired, as in that hour, therefore, in
the early summer. when the Germans
saw Paris a glittering prize. just with
in their reach. and exclaimed. What
a treasure-house for looting!" One
hundred thousand American boys
marched up to the battle front at
Chateau Thierry. They stood side by
side with the young and old French
soldiers, worn with the months OF
fighting. Lifting their own pack, often
they carried the pack Of eighteen
year-old French boys. The Germans
sneered at the young Americans as
Goliath sneered at young David
Slammed dead In his victorious progress