The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1919-09-11

work.
Nor should the term regular be
abused IN mentioning those men. Regu-
lar regiments before the call numbered
q scant 1900. They went overseas with
5000. These men were the real volun-
teers. Not even ties to a National Guard
organization put them In the service.
When the call came they signed on on
their own. Perhaps that 10 one reason
why they are admittedly the finest sol
diers in the world.
There were niclsnames for every divi-
sion in France.
'whadda they call your" a draft out
At or q National Guard OUTFIT would yell
when they passed a regular division on
the road. And then, out Of the corners
Of their silent mouths, scornfully. proudly
came the Regular" reply:
They didn't cali us; we came"
All I'm n Days Work.
And SO It was they marched down
Fifth avenue yesterday. II was all In
the days work and they did IL They
did IL to the Queens taste. Even the
trucks OF unholy size kept perfect align
ment with the utter nonchalance of the
virtuoso in the things of arms.
But why try to express 1t in elaborate
words. Our Mayor has done Il In I'M
perishable simplicity. Revealing himself
disciple Of the Daisy Ashforth school he
stated in the mode Of young visiters' !:
The people were very enthusiastic
and the war equipment was very educa-
tional to the people"
1t was a duh morning. It was
weather typical OF summer days in
France. A bit humid, a mere hint OF
sun behind gray skies, cool for those
who stood still, sudorific for the march
ing men. Yet though artillery horses
sweat in the heavy air, the bayonets Of
the composite regiment, Pershing's es-
cort which accompanied him through the
farewell triumphe of London and Paris
and Brest caught what light there was.
AS they came over the crest of the rise
at Ninetieth street they flashed in a rip
pling silver mass. These soldiers, chosen
ones from among the finest, failed in no
soldier trick. Their bsyonets were pol
ished as carefully as q surgeons knife
That was the first real hint of the ar
rival Of the parade. There was an ad-
vance screen OF mounted patrolmen. but
such blurs upon the avenue had been
causing false alarms for half an hour.
There was the hint OF band music in the
air, but that. too, had become an old
story in the hours wait OF most Of those
who were favored with official seats.
But when the crowd caught that rip
pling CLEAN they knew. Policemen and
police reserves scurried about getting the
last persistent photographer. the last lin
gering chauffeur back of the middle Of
the street. Suddenly the pavement was
clear. And almost at the same moment
the great single figure OF the whole
pageant was there.
PershinE n Satisfying Picture.
Gen. Pershing, astride a beautiful bay,
the eye filling. satisfying picture OF the
man on horseback--not a man on horse
back Of sinister foreboding but a man
on horseback Of golden performance. he
waa A half block up from the stand
he had spied his boy and his sisters in
the box reserved for their use He had
saluted them with a smile. But now,
at just twenty minutes after ten, he was
about to salute that which was after ali
the Inspiration Of hts whole career.
In the reviewing stand stood the
United States OF America, 20 far as
that can be personifed without its
Chief Executive. There stood the repre-
sentatives of the nation, OF the State
and of the city. of the army, the navy.
Pershing seemed to feel the gravity Of
the moment which. more than any other
yet, marked his country's acknowledge
heHt that ne Is NOME TINS thSh we'll
done.
His figure stirfened. His face set.
Then, the regulation six PAGES from the
reviewing standard, his hand shot up
to the salute. About him thousands
roared. Before him the Secretary of
War, the Governor. the Mayor. Admirals
Generals. leaders in civil life, ambas-
sadors and representa- tives OF the ma
lions with whose armies he fought in
alliance, stood bareheaded, respectful,
acknowledging his achievements az after
all greater than any of theirs.
Even the Generals horse seemed to
feel it. Fine neck arched. ears pricked
forward. shoulders and quarters moving
almost in rhythm with the band. the fine
animal minced by. dainty feet tapping a
lively ratatat on the asphalt A horseman
would say that the General had good
hands" The four reins lay easily In
his left. They made just the gentle sure
tension which held his horse IN perfect.
sensible control His right hand re-
manned at his visor. his head turned
stifrly toward the men he was saluting
Salute an Inspiration.
And here be it said that there is a
lift. gallantry. a faire in the salute
of Gen. Pershing that is inspiring. The
American salute has been criticised by
our own and other soldiers in that II
lacks the smartness OF either the British
or the French. Some men say Il tends
to pull the head into a nod. It doesn't
when Pershing demonstrates II.
His head is UP like trumpeting
angels. His whole body rises to the
gesture which says:
I'm a soldier, a good soldier. pay
you my respects because you're entitled
to them"
1t was a salute that most of the ON
GERS In the parade were we'll able
to copy. Man afssI man paid his tribute
with a gallantry that the crackest crack
poilu or Tommy might envy
Behind the General came two hags.
One the national colors. the other his
official ensign OF red with the four white
stars. Two cavalrymen bore them. The
red flag dipped in salute. The other, as
Is its invariable due, rode proudly by
at full flight The American flag is
but dips in salute only at sea.
Then came the band OF the composite
regiment 1t is a great band, and as
II marched It played a great tune. II
played "Over There" The field music
was In 1t. the buglers each with the
brilliant silk fanion of the division from
which he had been chosen. These they
nourished in a riot OF color as they
came in and dropped out OF the stirring
tune with their even more stirring play
upon the flfths, They were followed by
the regiment itself, no less stirring than
their music.
MY Cory" look at the height of
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