Evening star., 1923-02-02
By OLIVER OWEN KUHN.

TROM the clouds OF nationalis-
- tic greed a claWed hand
reached out to grasp and de-
= stroy civilizations free insti-
tutions. -
And before the .earushing tides A
new force placed itself to obstruct-
the power OF the most liherty-lovng
nation in all the earth--America.
Manhood, woma nhood and treasure
were poured into the crucible and
nodded as buluarks~ in protection
of peoples about to bow to the will
of nefarious forces. Will to scotch
scourge of warfare which had swept
the earth for years. was implanted In
every endeavor America had come
to bleed and to die for the principles
held the bedrock of all civilization
America had sounded the tocsin of a
new order to be born to victory.
Old Glory. carried 10 the front OF
her marching legions. advanced on
and on in the creation of new ma
tional destinies, new responsibilities
the recreation of the worth while in
international relationships and the
removal forever of those principles
endangering settled order and con-
tinued advance.
A great battle was raging.
Amid the thunderous roar Of can
non, the tat-tat-tat OF countless ma
chine guns in forest Businesses, amid
the groans of the mortally wounded
amid the cries Of battle. two Ameri-
can doughboys crept on and on
courageously, determinedly. The
grimness of their faces did not belle
the grimness of their purpose. Nc
quarter did they ask and none die
they mean to give. a rev incnes
more, a few yards more, then a fe"
more, and they crept into the very
maws OF hell. AS if by signal the
firing hesitated-stopped- the
unceasing rattle Of the machine guns
as they poured their steel-jacketet &c
missiles into the strangely swayine
underbrush.
enemy's fire was approaching closer
and closer. Soon they we're isolated
from their company. there alone Il
face wars fates.
1t was time for reckoning.
And as the whirring bullets OF th'
1
stinctively reached for the other:
hand. And found it.
| "Old man." he said, we're in fol
a hell Of a fight Maybe we win
Maybe we don't. If We don't l guess
| we'll have done our bit. Anywa!
the kids back home won't ever hav'
/ to 20 through this. Wars done"
| They fought a common foe. On
lost. That there should be no NOR
war.
Again.
What once had been a thrifty 1fttl'
French village in the Wouvre la.
as IL it had been pulverized betweel
two great millstones. Only the shell
torn roads bore evidence OF the caus
of the blight that had withered tn
countryside. A military automobil
crept along the safe places, slowly
tediously" and apparently with littl
purpose. Ghost-like shadows from
the ghastly debris sent a chill clea
to the marrow of the occupants o
the car. At a crossroads, always tn
target of the enemy's most tntens
fire. man in khaki walked siowi'
up and down, up and down, until tn
car pulled alongside.
| Identifications followed.
Nearness of the boche. condition o
the roads, danger points, and. 'tHa'
many casualties moved back tina
day."
1.-TWO hospital trains awhile ago,
RESPONDED he the guard of the silen
places. more on the way"
A heartache for those lads fror
home up there struggling-an
dying.
sentry, as II divining the silenc
within the car "There'Il be no NOR
Of this. Forever. Night
| He regained his STEP. Up an