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The Silent Voices
Dl'RING the winter of 1017-1H. I Wwmd U A M!
rench village just omtkS 0,1s'
. Manic, withm sound of th, guns and si , V
passuig troops. All night lonK I could hear the M at, - t
blue covered hrench wafon. pjm
village street, and the marching feet oh 1
l;ttle blue dad French sold, r. fchiad lgott
he front. And from the railroad at the cud the
town. 'ard the trains endlessly steaming , I
night, innumerable trams of box cars, loaded w th
rench solCers and our soldier., on their wav to the
front And from the distant battle hues I hear .
guns booming stead.lv and continuously and knew thai
w-tly-very boom our men and enemy men were bSj
And picturing ,hc horrors that these men were go
ing to and other nun were facing every moment mall
sleep unpos.ble. Often. I pacedV brick Th, o? m
lamp httle room m agony of thought through the night
.tches. And often, at such times. I turned o m
BWC and again and again the leaves would en ,
nd Tv u 1 ChT'T 01 to the' hue :
r l h J TTV1 and a ,uw rth: for the
t heaven and the first earth were passed awa
, sha l w.p, away all tears from their
d there shall be no more death, nether sorrow nor
vmg nether shall there be any more pain : or he
I rmcr things are passed away." And with these blessed
words of comfort, whuh seemed to me literally to pic-
re he .deal new world for which our men were fight
ing. I would rrtttrn to my bed and fall asleep, dream
ing of precious peace and the New Democracy
dod alone knows how many hundreds of thousands
t men and women had these same anxious vigils and
.aimed the.r tortured souls by these same draw
through all the lour nightmare years of war. nor how
many million! died, buoyed up by the hope that their
Itll was making more sure a new world order where
war would be no more
When President Wilson's great speech of the
fourteen points that America would demand as the price
for peace came out on January 8th, 1)18 a glow of
exultation thrilled the fighters from France. Italv and
land, II Well as our 0WH American troops who' were
lust ttartuiff into the battle line. All of the Allies
mcd lifted to higher ground spirituallv bv this clear
t enunciation o( ideals and visions for the future
Mich principles, such constructive statesmanship made
a world worth fighting for. If old wrongs were to be
runted and future ones prevented, if. indeed, the burden
armament increase was to be removed from the
Iders of the poor and a society of Free Nations
Jill...? . !.. a ' e . . .
h 'vv' prevention Ol war m the future then
"It is now our duty to moke food what they
offered their lives, their blood to obtain. "
President Wilson.
. . in mi intuit , ineri
1 present sacrifice was .. irr..-o t.. .,.!.. ti...
- - - .""js.v inaiM. i lie cries:
ike the world sate for Democracy," "This is a war
end warT inspired, alike, the soldiers to face death
those who loved the soldiers better than life to en-
thctr lota.
'.itj smen of Ettrope lit their oratorical candles
m our President's flame, thus making a light to
their troops. Said Floyd George in popular
to the workers all over England: " The world
s war is not going to be the world of anv one
1 must be tit for evervbodv to live in ' Out
ny we must see that no deformity is born
, , No NOT anarchy either. The future
ol th- land -,d the British Empire has been committed
democracy already. Before this war it was dif
r" '"t to iee that fair play was done to the people I
DCIicve lit arts have been softened. There is g greater
nimunity. The people have gone through a
nery furnace together. This is a land that boasts that
Uan, It was not Christian to see men rotting
woi and children rotting in poverty with no sin on
except that they were children of the same
; ,u r I hat was a libel on Jesus of Nazareth. W e
8t.nl i'ave that again in the world. Millions have
d fOf a world ot that kind."
P MKXCEAL' of France and Orlando of Italv
a, t? i mTT C(Ual ltTVor on the New World state
" the banishing of class rule And everywhere men
1 witll i "htted eyes and freshened spirits, following
jntO death, and women staid at home bear
1 triple burden of earning the living, taking care of
Wen and suffering for the lighting loved ones,
armg it more easilv because of this same glo
lon. America, indeed, had pointed the wav. the
and the life for all the agonied world. President
i had given voice to the yearning thoughts of
- who dared not speak: and now these millions
-ladly forward, feeling that their personal sacri
s nothing compared to the future safetv of
" 1 'racy and Peace.
bus hearts were buoyed up through the terrific
8 t last spring and summer. Through our
, 'nM,,Ult passed Italians. French. Canadians. Fug
H with the new gospel on their lips and in their
When the (iernians made their drive toward
we women were ordered to Troves to help with
jees and wounded. One afternoon I was sent to
. C anadian Hotpmil there to write letters for the
.i g. Une young fellows message is indelibly fixed
life Hii0,y' Hc had but an hour or ,itt,e morc of
. , ,V ,a weak but smiling on his cot ami greeted
l is m7fl f,rm c,ear voicc hc dictated a letter to
kmdn? t I to,d her of his chcerfttJ room, of the
n th ki n,,rses, of the gay bomjuet of flowers
lanV mA by hi bt d' vyc" l "the American
Qyina a I mm, lie Knew cnai ne was
his , nAUi u'w i!' mit m" sai(1 no word concerning
and t' n ,jl,St ,ovc to "sister an(1 Hnb an(I Ri,,ic'
rxni,',' , k',rI sweetheart next door, as he laughinglv
for nu 1? ,m; Bttl these words ring out clearly
u,,n. J11' : "()n- Mother, whatever happens don't
joy kll,Utimc I)on t cvcr ,hink (,f nie except with
fight iZ 1 !'r that vour bo' nas oeen in the biggest
,fjr freedom the world has ever seen. Remember.
SgJg J w, Mother 1 Just think! Mv
h n to tl 'i a,Kl f! ther ,itt,e will ever
waV MotTer "if! ,h,S, MI aain; ,ts a -ar to end
That was all ' " his sharc " "
wJL!5 aluterutJat' a lctter own me It
Z:r uV b',(,V "f an Kn,,sh er who died
aj uajimoll. It wai written to h s wife with an in
losure for his baby girl. It said: .M vu ke
this stateimnt. until my child is old enough t read
l is life n t L1' 1 Wam HlT 10 k,",w 1 he gav
e n. v r h r Tatea"y km powtrlttl nor anv
over tbi i .bu! lhdl mv" miht ha freedom all
oTtr fa1hUhram?ht,T 10 S tht'
.Such dreams America's coming into the war m
Jl jokened and increased that she literally btcZZ the
o ail o V y mht ;VHl I,i,Iar of ckmd by day
tor all ot Europe, Our President's mttaase mm
Mnual leadership, and our troops in th fie hi ma
tcnal proof ot that leadership. Afer ChaVau rhie
Vv:;v,:li;!:;;v,s- ()ur mtn S
The last of August of 1918 I was at Aix les Bains
S? Sm riecansrKeTha,Kl T! iiul l
m m ncans. Thouaandi ot men were there taking
a few days respite from the strenuous fighting of e
"edtl before. Marshal Joffre was also hav g a brtrf
vacation m a chateau nol many miles awav I e wa
Mked to allow our soldiers to call on him and Madame
Joffre one afternoon. Graciously he consented and
any hundreds marched to hi gardens where he a d
his uife and (laughter Itood to greet them h ,
booouet of flowers for bun and a'cag boucjue or
Madame Joffre were presented bv one of the dier
chosen because of his knowledge of French! Hut
When the momentous occasion was upon him. the em
Wsscd lad forgot his French and could onl thru t
he flowers into the hands of his host and hostess and
IrieTom 1 U1 ,HU'- BUt Marshal
I mu l' S3 AnKTican' wait ! I iust ,hake your hand.
mi,st M'ncl "H-ssage to your brothers. I have been
in your country and I loved you then, but now I cr
o you from my heart 'that you have saved France
at you are the hope of the world.' Mv sons, mv
uar is at your feet, not only because of mv own
bleeding country but for Democracy."
Tears were running down the 'old man's cheeks
ami he gripped both hand of the tall young fellow
who towered above him. Then in marching file we
all passed by to shake his hand.
Signor Orlando. Prime Minister of Italv. expressed
v mmn9 suuueius. wnen one ot our news
paper correspondents asked him what he thought of
tir soldiers he replied:
AVhen America declared war. I thought in my
ntart: I hey can do little with their arms for us an
army is the retail of long processes of thought and
centuries ot militarv Ira initio mwl mmmIui l
even while I was so thinking. 0 ! a miracle came to
pa-. I saw your men. thousands of them, marching
-wn the streets of Rome under your Stars and Stripes
I watched them, perfect in their martial arrav mv
soul Cmd: Here is the ideal armv ; for these men
have conn- thousands ot miles across sea and land to
lace death in gory battle, not for the sake of wealth
nor home, not for money, fame nor power. Thev have
come for the sake of Democracy. Thev have come to
put an end to war. They are the ideal armv. for their
goal is a spiritual one. They are following a gleam
the brightest that the world has ever seen.'"
We wire, indeed, followers of a gleam, leading the
other nations in that spiritual idea of a future demo
cratic world in which war would be no more. Our
very army was in itself a proof of that for which it
fought. We were of all nationalities, all tongues yet
one in ideals and fighting power. Anv worker w'ith
the troops had this fact demonstrated innumerable
tunes. 1 recall a visit made at a hospital in the old
town of Vitry le Francois. A boy had asked me to go
to see his wounded Buddie there. I walked between
the long rows of French and Italian wounded, till fin
ally I came to the bed where lay our American boy
His olive drab coat hung above him and he had trie
typical soldier grin. "How do you do! What is your
njUBtr I asked, putting out mv hand
"My name is daribaldi Domboli," he answered, plac
ing his left hand in my outstretched one. "I'm an
American all right. Of course my mother and father
are Italians. They were born in Italy. But I was
born in New York." And then, putting his left hand
where his right one ought to have been, onlv it wasn't
there, he added: 'I'm an American and I've given my
right arm for what America stands for."
"Yes. you've done more. You offered vour life as
well. Of course you are an American and we are
pfOIld of you," I replied.
And one night after I had finished my talk on The
Womanhood of France, a boy came up" to me fairly
(juivering with intensity of emotion. As he gripped my
hand he said: "I know that the French women have
morale. I know that they are brave and pure. I know,
because my mother is a French woman." Then with a
tightening of the lower jaw "My mother's a French
woman and my daddy's a (ierman. Hut I'm an Ameri
can all through and I'm going over the top for what
she stands for." He did the next week and was killed.
And the men who led the atta k on Fismes. those
whose blood was first spilled there, were of German
, ka ""Te h"' "
j- 4- , , a"gie glance at the nanu s winnuH tUm
ouMh -r.K-s ramt. frm am,,,,, ,l ,, of . whX
One of our orators of the day. Makull; tar th,
Amencan L-Km. ,1,.,,.,, r,.cltK: , lK r h
Americanism art !,... M a . 5 ' ,ar
America should come first and be writ , n il t
-tiers always. Then he called at.. ti o h ' '
ShoarT;L' "l-ar WfcW K
it. jyvst5-1 "e ia"K"aKe ,u'rc-if
inJhiv' 7"'. ,hat ha sTa" Meaks one la,..v,
mighty ,,o,,rly and is as barren of ideal, as of tone
cidem Vh': raS' "' ''S matto- 1 anl m"''
'" 7 oeenrni m my canteen more than JTr
m. A l.y came up to the COUntCT and asked ' "I I
yon know ,f I can send a letter !,., , l,,
For the moment I was too IttrprMed to think The
.y;ewaVl!a,,,,',:;,ra,' I""k"'1
n.XsU"U" h''me ""a 'e ,:,"can
nes'anTf 'U '' ' ?id- WuhK for mv dense
ncss and yo , write to them m Creek ThereM h,.
somebody m the base Cenaor', office that can ea, ,, '
Not kg alter that there was an artkk S ?
nd Street, telling of censors!,,,, difficultk. wer
u'er warZrCVhe WhiChh U
t u ,7,1 , ""!nbt'r reat" than (ha) ,
Ot Allied nations m the war. I renumber.
THERE would be a far better understanding and
n n aCO,d,al l-encn a d
Img n N had 3h' v Hl mre" "Ur "K"
I recall conversations with many btellkcnl Freneii
officers about the study of German. Several o ow
American leaders were vociferou.1, demanding that
he' 'time fc2 l" -rr-a.la a
tne time. Said these Frenchmen :
Cea.se studying German? Why. Madam, that would
be very stu,,,d tor us. If ever we are to make
Germans our tnends. we must know their la,,-,-, e
anll;heCrmard !? r''"a'"
or.i . , n'"re.rt-a-'" for, studying their language in
order to be able to watch then, a, every turn. M,v
of our best officer speak German Boently and "has
been a blessing often in ,l. w
, " ,'hc u TVKh Hnghsh and German are
udied with almost as much .ea! as their own "onge
It is a vital need ot the future, this linguistic knowl
edge, and the keen French minda recognize the fart
I nnernational umlerstandim: a
League of Nations to put an end to war -all Sirs!
tcrvently to be hoped for achievements for which mil
hons of youths have diedan he furthered by
anguage study. By intelligent reading of the liter
onl i ll l7 nat,n- W" Karn tn k,lnw tht'ir and
Otti ,f for literature li an expression ot the Ideals na
tional and racial, of a people.
Is it not the accusation hurled oftetlCSt at the
stupid diplomacy of the past, diplomacy that led us
into this trighttul woHd cataclysm, that oar world
diplomats did not understand the spit of the nations
with winch they were dealing? Are not we Americans
told by those who know that our greatest fault in deal
ing with Latin America is our ignorance of her lansniasa
and 'therefore , Of her Cttstoms, traditions and manner
ot thought; A race's language holds mud) of its
And so, if we are truly American in the highest
sense. loving our country so much that we wish her
to be a moral and spiritual leader ot this poor, broken
world, to heal the sick, feed the Itarvinf and. above
all. prevent such another future suicide ot civilization
then we should ardently advocate the studv of languages
tor our boys and girls, for all our citizens, especially
the languages of the nations whom we suspect of be
ing our enemies.
xi'uWhcre LVthc g,eam that ,ed all a year ago3
Where are the high hopes and ideals of our fourteen
points. They were our New Commandments, (raven
not on tablets of stone but written m the blood of our
sons upon the battlefield and on the luarts of (rid
wrecked mothers in the homes. Are they, loo, buried
underneath the myriad crosses in the fields of France
and Flanders? The League of Nations vras the last
and greatest of them.
From the horror of dead and wounded that I saw
m JUSt my little corner of war work, mv mmd b con
stantly seeking to escape. Again I see the sad. appeal
ing eyes of the terribly disfigured men in the fao and
jaw hospital m Tans. Again 1 hear the call: 'Clear
the way for the blind T and see our sightless boys
slowly making their wa down the gangplank to
their homeward bound ships at hrest nd the arm
less ones and legless ones ! And the insane ! Hon manv
thousands ot such has this war made!
I read the other day of an organization of young
mutilated Italian officers formed for the purpose Ol
doing propaganda work for the League oi Nations
Having lost so nunh in this struggle tor freedom thei
wish to do all that is possible to keep their sacrifices
trom being useless.
Several books of war poems lie beside me -poems
written by fighting men while facing the bare truth ol
deaths constant presence. I choose one by a French-

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