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But I understand you two young men had something to request of me. I can give you some attention now," went on the commander of their squadron. "We want to be transferred!" exclaimed Tom. "Now, that Pershing's men are here " "I understand," was the answer. "You want to fight with your countrymen. Well, I would do the same.
An old lady more than eighty years old was sitting placidly in a small chair just inside the ropes. She had been in the square more than five hours, and the police had found her a seat. "Are you going to put Pershing's name in, too?" asked John as we noted his address. Independence Square never knew a more thrilling fifteen minutes. The trees were tossing and bending in the thrilling blue air.
It was half-past five. He had been at work since eight. And perhaps it was fancy, but there seemed to be rising into his bland Italian eye a determination to knock off and take a half holiday. We noticed that his desk was clean, as clean as General Pershing's or Major Murphy's in Paris, or President Wilson's in Washington. Then it came to us that the king's job, after all, is a desk job.
We stuck out our chests and pulled in our chins as if the whole show was framed to honor us. And that is exactly what it was, Charlie, because we were all included in Pershing's rank. The army was not honoring Pershing the man, it was honoring itself." "Yes," said Charlie, as if he still did not quite grasp his comrade's purpose. "Here," said John, "this is the idea.
Not a mishap had occurred on the eastbound traffic and at this writing none has yet occurred but on October 17, the transport Antilles, which had made several safe journeys with soldiers destined for General Pershing's expeditionary forces, was torpedoed and sunk when homeward bound with a loss of 70 lives out of 237 men on board.
So it seemed best for us to wear these uniforms only where soldiers congregated who would know us for the gawks that we were and forgive us our military trespasses. Then a real day came when our Red Cross duties took us to General Pershing's headquarters. For Americans during the year 1918, "Somewhere in France," will mean the Joan of Arc country.
But, soon or late, remorse and conscience will take hold upon these two unspeakable butchers with hands that drip with blood the butcher Kaiser, the butcher Sultan, that represent earth's two murderous twins. Pershing's Charges versus the Kaiser Nothing measures a man so accurately as the names he gives to his favourite son.
Pershing's brief address comes to this: "Young soldiers of America, you are here in France to help expel an invading enemy; but you are also here to lift a shield above the poor and weak; you will safeguard all property; you will lift a shield above the aged and oppressed; you will be most courteous to women, gentle and kind to little children; guard against temptation of every kind; fear God, fight bravely, defend Liberty, honour your native land.
"I wish you would give me the address!" exclaimed Tom eagerly, and his chum smiled at his show of interest. "Well, to-morrow, if all goes well, we'll be with Pershing's boys," remarked Jack, as he and Tom were sitting in their quarters after breakfast, the last day but one they were to spend in the Lafayette Escadrille with which they had so long been associated. "That's so.
Then, as we have seen, came the news of the arrival of the first of Pershing's forces, and with it came the sad message that Harry Leroy, the chum of Torn and Jack, had fallen behind the German lines. And whether he was alive now, though wounded, or was another victim of the Hun machine guns, could not be told.
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