Evening star., 1919-04-14
History of the 10th in Verse.

This is rather prosaic account of the
| movements of the 10th since it left
the United States. but Maj. Leroy w.
| Heron of the 10th one night con
ceived the idea that the movements
of the 10th certainly We're not in the
least prosaic and therefore sat down
in dim candle light and reSorted to
verse. In this he voices the spirit OF
the outfit and reveals the secret OF
why the German capitulated to the
Here is the result of that candle
light session with the muse:
The 10th Of the Blue and Gray
Sailed in June from the L. s. A.,
On English ship with an English crew.
On the troopship keemun. hut nobody knew
The name of the port we were starting for,
Except it was upon foreign shore.
We wanted to do our hit and the fun.
When the tricky boche started in to run.
WHO knew just what were going to do,
Bid Us good-bye with hearts beating fast,
But with smiles on their faces to the very last.
They didn't say much when they gave their
But the love in their eyes shone through the
mist,
And went away to the fighting line
With feeling that we had left the brave be-
The rendezvous point for the troopship fleet
Was Halifax, Nova Scotia, where to
meet
Fourteen other ships ready to sail the blue.
Filled mostly with Yanks. and Canadians too
The tb hsVsnsn1re n arn ssaasd the r line ne. pn
With decks cleared for action and gunners at
the posts
We knew German U-boats must reckon with
our host.
On the Fourth of July we headed out to sea
Through the rain, the fog and the mystery.
We put our lifebelts, had boat drills
Il a U-boat got us each man knew where to go.
But not periscope appeared above the waves.
And on the tenth. as the sky in the east got
Our American convoy destroyers appeared in
sight.
That same evening about 6 O'clock
depth bomb was dropped with terrible
shock
At a German sub of our port beam.
And every one knew just what it might mean.
All seemingly afraid they would miss the show
They lined the ship side from stern to bow
And calmly watched the unusual row.
But as the destroyer went by with bone in her
teeth.
Dropping bombs as she went hoping the foe
The khaki-clad soldiers became silent and
grave,
Their faces were set, but not pale or afraid.
They were squeezing only soldier can
squeeze
For his brother-in-arms. the sailor. you see.
The destroyer raced away. dropping bombs
one by one,
And the troopship sailed on, knowing the work
would be done.
So while later. with pride. but no boast,
They reported-"U-boat destroyed" and re-
turned to their post.
Then we cheered and cheered until we cheered
ourselves hoarse,
While the little Yank destroyer kept right on
her course.
So we landed in old England and we docked
at Liverpool,
But we didn't stay there long. for we didn'
come to fool
Away our time in England when the fighting
| was in France,
For now we had almost reached the shore
where we hoped to get our chance
We crossed the English channel and reached
the soil of France,
So, each one Of US said unto himself, "At last
we have our chance"
, In field artillery new things they always con
triye,
So as soon landed they gave " the las
To most of rs these were something entirely
new,
So back to school we went again. there was
| At Meucon we studied and worked, sweated
and stewed,
With the IS, shrapnel, shell and fuse,
Or. II infantry, shrapnel we would use.
So we fired and worked and sweated ali day.
And although tired at night-well the b6cbe
would have to pay.
the stunt
The only thing to do was to get up to the from,
So we hauled away 75s and took them
Then sat down and twiddled our thumbs await
Ing transportation.
We waited one week, two, three and four
And by this time we were getting mighty sore