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THE WORLD'S GREATEST WAR
Otto H. Kahn, whe was in France
much of the time during the past year
and was in close touch with the battle
front and especially with the part
played by the American troops, to
whom he gives great credit for stop
ping the Germans in their onrush to
Paris, has given to the world a ;
splendidly written description of those
stirring scenes. His article follows:
Why the Tide Was Fated to Turn,
These are soul-stirring days. To
live through them is a glory and a
solemn joy. The words of the poet
resound in our hearts: "God's in his
heaven, all's well with the world.''
Events have shaped themselves in
accordance with the eternal law. Once
again the fundamental lesson of all
history is borne in upon the world,
thatevil though it may seem to tn
ü mph ff* a while-carries, within it
the seed of its own dissolution. Once
again it is revealed to use that the ,
God-inspired soul of man is uncon
«perable and that the power, however
formidable, which challenges it is
doomed to go down in defeat.
A righteous cause will not only
stand unshaken through trials and
discomfiture, but it will draw strength
from the very set-backs which it may
■ suffer. A wrongful cause can only
stand as long as it is buoyed up by
success.
The German people were sustained
by a sheer obsession akin to the old
time belief in the potent spell of "the
black arts" that their military mast
ers were invulnerable and invincible,
that by some power—good or evil,
they did not care which—they had
■been made so, and that the world was
bound to fall before them.
The nation was immensely strong
only as long as that obsession remain
ed unshaken. Wit hits destruction
by a series of defeats which were in
capable of being explained as "stra
tegic retreats," their morale crumbled
and finally collapsed, because it was
not sustained, as that of the Allies
was sustained in the darkest days of
the war by the faith that they were
fighting for all that men hold most
sacred.
To those who were acquainted with
German mentality and psychology, it
had been manifest all along that when
the end foreordained did come, it
would come with catastrophic sudden
ness.
Where the Tide Turned.
It is the general impression that the
tide of victory set in with Marshal
Foch's splendid movement against the
German flank on July 18th. That
movement, it is true, started the ir
resistible sweep of the wave which was
destined to engulf and destroy the
hideous power of Prussianism. But
the tide which gathered and drove for
ward the waters out of which that
'
wave arose, had turned before. It
turned with and through the supreme
valor of our marines and other Ameri
can troops in the first battle at Chat
eau.Thierry and at Belleau Wood, in
the frist week of June.
The American force engaged was
small, measured by the standard of
numbers to which we have become ac
customed in this war, but the story
of their fighting will remain immortal
an.' in its psychological and strategic
consequences the action will take
rank, I believe, among the decisive
battles of the war.
I am not speaking from hearsay. I
was in France during the week pre
ceding that battle, the most anxious
and gloomy period, probably, of the
entire war. What I am about to re
late is based eithçr on authoritative
information gathered on the spot, or
on my own observations. In telling
it, nothing is farther from my
thoughts than to wish to take away
one tittle from the immortal glory
which belongs to the Allied armies,
nor from the undying gratitude which
we owe to the nations who for four
heart-breaking years, with superb
heroism, fought the battle of civili
zation—our battle from the very be
ginning, no less than theirs—and bore
■untold sacrifices with never faltering
spirit.
Just Before the Tide Turned.
On the 27th of last May the Ger
mans broke through the French posi
tion at the Chemin des Dames, a posi
tion which had bçen considered by the
Allies as almost impregnable. They
'•overthrew the French as they had
overthrown the British two months
earlier. Day by day they came nearer
to Paris, until only thirty-nine miles
separated them from their goal. A
iew days more at the same rate of
advance, and Paris was within range
of the German guns of terrific de
structive power. Paris, the nerve cen
ter of the French war industries, not
only, but the very heart of France, far
more to the French people in its
meaning and traditions than merely
the capital of the country; Paris in
imminent danger of ruthless bombard
ment like Rheims, in possible danger
even of the conquest by the brutal in
vader, drunk with lust and with vic
tory! As one Frenchman expressed
it to me:
very breath of the approaching beast."
And whilst the Hunnish hordes
came nearer and nearer, and the very
Toar of the battle could be dimly and
ominously heard from time to time in
Paris, there were air raids over the
city practically every night, and the
shells from the long-range monster
guns installed some sixty or seventy
miles distant, fell on its houses, places
and streets almost every day.
They were not afraid, these superb
men and women of France. They do
not know the meaning of fear in de
fense of their beloved soil and their
sacred ideals. There was no outward
manifestation even of excitement or
apprehension. Calmly and resolutely
they faced what destiny might bring.
But there was deep gloom in their
hearts and dire forebodings.
They had fought and dared and suf
fered and sacrificed for well nigh four
years. They had buried a million of
their sons, brothers and fathers. They
were bleeding from a million wounds
and more. They said: "We will fight
on to our last dron of blood, but alas!
our physical strength is ebbing. The
We felt in our faces the
enemy is more numerous by far than
we. Where can we look for aid ? The
British have just suffered grave de
feat. The Italians have their own soil
to defend after the disaster of last
autumn. Our troops are in retreat,
The Americans are not ready and they
are untried as yet in the fierce or
deal of modern warfare. The Ger
mans know well that in three months
or six months the Americans will be
ready and strong in numbers. That
is why they are throwing every ounce
of their formidable power against us
now. .The Hun is at the gate now.
It is a question of days, not of weeks
or months. Where can we look for
aid now?
And ou (. 0 f bbe ; r noo^g and corners
and hidi places crawled forth the
sIim br00(J of the ßolshevik-Social
iatS) of the Soloists, Caillouxists and
pacifists, and they hissed into the ears
0 f the people, "Make peace! Victory
has become i m p 0Ssib i e F Why go on
shedding rivers of blood uselessly?
The Germans will give you an hon
orable, even a generous peace. Save
Paris! Make peace!''
*9
The holy wrath of France crushed
those serpents whenever their heads
became visible. Clemenceau, the em
bodiment of the dauntless spirit of
France, stood forth, the very soul of
patriotic ardor and indomitable cour
age. But the serpents were there,
crawling hidden in the grass, ever
hissing, "Make peace!''
And then, suddenly out of the
gloom flashed the lightning of a new
sword, sharp and mighty, a sword
which had never been drawn except
for freedom, a sword which had never
known defeat—the sword of America!
The Turning of the Tide.
A division of Marines and other
American troops were rushed to the
front as a desperate measurg to try
and stop a gap where flesh and blood,
even when animated by French hero
ism, seemed incapable of further re
sistance. They came in trucks, in
cattle cars, by any conceivable kind
of conveyance, crowded together like
sardines. They had had little food,
and less sleep, for days.
When they arrived, the situation
had become such that the French com
mand advised, indeed ordered them to
retire. But they and their brave gen
eral would not hear of it. They dis
embarked almost upon the field of
battle and rushed forward, with little
care for othodox battle order, without
awaiting the arrival of their artillery,
which had been unable to keen up with
their rapid passage to that front.
They stormed ahead, right through
the midst of a retreating French divi
sion, yelling like wild Indians, ardent,
young, irrestible in their fury of bat
tle. Some of the Frenchmen called
out a well-meant warning: "Don't
go in this direction. There are the
boches with machine guns.'' They
shouted back: "That's where we want
to go. That's where we have come
three thousand miles to ge." And
they did go, into the very teeth of
the deady machine guns. In defiance
of all precedent they stormed, with
rifle and bayonet in frontal attack,
against massed machine guns.
They threw themselves upon the
victory-flushed Huns to whom this
unconventional kind of fierce onset
came as a complete and disconcerting
surprise. They fought like demons
with utterly reckless bravery. They
paid the price, alas! in heavy losses,
but for what they paid they took com
pensation in over-full measure.
They formed of themselves a spear
head at the point nearest Paris,
against which the enemy's onslaught
shattered itself and broke. They
stopped the Hun, they beat him back,
they broke the spell of his advance.
They started victory on its march.
A new and unspent and mighty
force had come into the fray. And
the Hun knew it to his cost and the
French knew it to their unbounded
joy. The French turned. Side by side
the Americans and the French stood,
and on that part of the front the
Germans never advanced another inch
from that day. They held for awhile
and then set in the beginning of the
great defeat.
I was in Paris when the news of
the American , achievement reached
the population. They knew full well
what it meant. The danger was still
present, but the crisis was over. The
Boche could not break through. He
could and would be stopped and ulti
mately thrown back, out of France,
out of Belgium, across the Rhine and
beyond!
The aid for which the sorely beset
people of France had been praying,
had arrived. The Americans had come,
young, strong, daring, eager to fight,
capable of standing up against and
stopping and beating back German
shock troops specially selected and
trained, and spurred on by the belief
in their own irristibility and the ex
haustion of their opponents. The full
wave of the hideous instruments of
warfare which the devilish ingenuity
of the Germans had invented, liquid
fire, monstrous shells, various kinds
of gases including the horrible mus
tard gas, had struck the Americans
squarely and fully, and they had stood
and fought on and won.
The French, so calm in their trials,
so restrained in their own victories,
gave full vent to their joy and en
thusiasm at the splendid fighting and
success of the Americans. The talk
of them was everywhere in Paris.
Hundreds of thousands of American
soldiers already in France, thousands
coming upon every steamer, millions
more to come if needed—and they had
shown the great stuff they were made
of! All gloom vanished, overnight.
The full magnificence of the French
fighting morale shone out again—both
behind the lines and at the front. "Us
ne passeront pas!" "On les oura."
And the Bolshevik-Socialists, Bolo
ists, weak" 1 pacifists, and that
whole noisome tribe slunk back into
their holes and corners and hiding
places, and never emerged again.
And, as the people of Paris and
the poilus at the front correctly in
terpreted the meaning of that battle
those early days of June, so did the
supreme military genius of Marshal
Foch interpret it. He knew what the
new great fighting force could
which had come under his orders, and
he knew what he meant to do and
could do with it. It is an eloquent
fact that when six weeks later he
struck his great master stroke which
was to lead ultimately to the utter
defeat and collapse of the enemy, Am
erican troops formed the larger por
tion of an attacking force which, be
ing thrown against a particularly
vital position, was meant to deal and
did deal the most staggering blow to
the enemy; and other American troops
were allotted the place which from
the paramount responsibility attach
ing to it, may be termed the place
of honor, in the center of the line, in
immediate defense of the approaches
to Paris.
They made good there—officers and
men alike. They made good every
where, from Cantigny to Sedan. They
made good on land, on the seas and
in the air; worthy comrades of the
war-seasoned heroes of France and
Great Britain, worthy defenders of
American honor, eager artisanc of
American glory. When, for the first
time the American army went into
action as a separate unit under the
direct command' of its great chief,
General Pershing, Marshal Foch al
lotted them ten days for the accom
plishment of the task set for them,
i. e., the ejection of the German army
from the strongly fortified St. Mihiel
salient, which the enemy had held for
four years. They did it in thirty
hours, and made a complete and per
fect job of it.
a body of French troops, fighting
fiercely and almost hopelessly in Bel
leau Wood near Chateau Thierry
(since then officially designated by
I have had the privilege of seeing
these splendid boys of ours, in all
situations and circumstances, from
their camps in America to the front
in France^—the boys and their equally
splendid leaders. The sacred inspira
tion of what I have thus seen will
stay with me to my last day.
I confess I find it hard to speak of
them without a catch in my throat
and moisture in my eyes. I see them
before me now in the fair land of
France—brave, strong, ardent; keen
and quick-witten; kindly and clean
and modest and wholly free from
boasting; good-humored and good
natured; willingly submissive to un
accustomed discipline ; uncomplaingly
enduring all manner of hardships and
discomforts; utterly contemptuous of
danger, daring to a fault, holding life
cheap for the honor and glory of
America. What true American can
think of them or picture them without
having his heart overflow with grate
ful and affectionate pride?
As I observed our army
there," I feel that in them, in the mass
of them, representing as they do all
sections and callings of America,
there had returned the ancient spirit
of knighthood. I measure my words.
I am not exaggerating. If I had to
find one single word with which to
characterize our boys, I should se
lect the adjective "knightly."
A French officer who commanded
over
the French government as the Wood
of the Marine Brigade), told me that
when they had arrived almost at the
point of total exhaustion, suddenly the.
■ Americans appeared rushing to the
rescue. One of the American officers
hurried up to him, saluted and said
in execrably pronounced French just
six words: "Vous —fatigues, vous —
partir, notre job.'' "You—tired, you
—get away, our job.''
And right nobly did they do their
job. Need I ask whether we shall
do ours?
The job now before us is to raise
The Tide of Our Gratitude.
the needed funds to enable the organi
zations included in the United War
Work Campaign to do their. No one
who has not had occasion to see our
army over there, can fully realize
how much of comfort, of cheer and of
homefeeling these organizations are
bringing to our boys. For, these boys
with all their knightly virtues are
very human. They are healthy young
animals with strong appetites for food
and for recreation. They will attack
a dish of American ice-cream or a hot
drink with zest inferior only to that
with which they attack a German ma
chine-gun nest. They will crowd in
to an entertainment hut, a reading
and writing or lecture room with an
eagerness comparable to that with
which they storm enemy positions.
And they have an intense and touch
ing longing for home.
The feeling of the long distance
separating them from home is the one
hardest to get accustomed and re
signed to for those splendid fellows.
The organizations of the United War
Work, with the vast ramifications of
their benificent activities in all places
where our army is fighting, training,
constructing or resting are giving to
the boys something akin to a home,
something which brings the sweet and
eagerly welcomed touch of American
surroundings and atmosphere into the
strange and unaccustomed world in
which they are moving for the time
being. /
One must not think of those who
are representing these organizations
in their contact with the army, as
bespectacled anaemic beings. They
are, on the contrary, red-blooded men
and women, with warm hearts and
sympathetic understanding. The serv
ices and benefitis of the great organi
zations they represent are open to
any and every man wearing the Unit
ed States uniform, irrespective of race
or religion or antecedents. No ques
tions are asked, and every one is made
cordially welcome by the men and
women who with devoted zeal, tire
lessly, courageously and self-sacrific
edly. often within reach of shot and
shell, tend to the want's of our boys.
The spirit in which they administer
their task is large and broad and of
wide human sympathy and tolerance,
as I can testify from personal ob
servation. They realize fully that
they are not dealing with saints or
aspirants to sainthood, but with av
erage youth and with soldiering youth
at that. And they know what youth
—clean, vigorous, normal American
youth wants and appreciates in the
way of material and spiritual things,
but they also know that the normal
American boys would far rather have
clean enjoyment than tainted pleas
ures.
They are offering to all soldiers
comfort, cheer, diversion, instruction.
j In short, the opportunity to gratify
every legitimate aspiration and if the
records show that our army is the
| healthiest and cleanest that ever stood
: in the field, a large part of the credit
for this enviable result belongs to the
organizations included in the United
War Work Campaign.
The extent of their work with its
resultant inestimable benefit to our
boys, is limited only by the greater
or lesser liberality with which the
country will respond to their appeal
for funds—and surely, no liberality
can be too great towards those who
fought without counting the cost in
life and limb for our honor, glory and
safety. And if, thank God, the fight
ing and maiming and killing have now
Come to and end, let us give in double
"measure as a peace-offering, as a
thanksgiving, as a tribute to the mem
ory of those who laid down their lives
for America and for humanity.
Heaven forbid that we should per
mit an impression to go out to our
soldiers that we took good care of
them as long as we needed them to
stand between us and the enemy, but
that when the danger to us is past,
we fail them. The debt of gratitude
which we owe to them cannot be
measured or discharged in money, but
we can at least prove to them, as far
as we can express it by giving, that
we love them with proud and tender
affection and that their well-being is
a first charge upon our means.
America has broken many a record
since we entered the war. There is
one record yet to be broken before
our boys come home. That is the rec
ord of the outpouring of a nation's
gratitude to its defenders.
. , ,, , , ,
j dethroned and disgraced, cast out by
^'s distracted people and brand
ed rp wl ^'; th f, curs f of the; entire world,
. To thl ? blessed and glorious result,
we justly claim that America has
contributed no mean part. We thank
God for the day when, spurning the
lure of ease and plenty and boundless
prosperity, we chose for our own that
road to the heights which leads
through sacrifice and suffering and
brought our mighty and unspent
power to the rescue of the hard press
ed champions of humanity. We then
sought no advantage for ourselves
and we seek none now. We have
proved that America is not the "land
bf the almighty dollar," as too many
believed and as especially our enem
ies fatuously believed to their undo
ing, but a land of high idealism, ar
dently zealous to do and dare and
spend itself in a righteous cause.
We look back over those past fate
ful nineteen months and we examine
our hearts and thoughts find deeds
and we believe we may say justly and
without self-complacency that the
men and women of America have not
The Tide of Peace.
For some time past we have heard
approaching in the skies, the beating
of the wings of the Angel of Peace.
Now he has descended upon our poor,
bleeding, war-torn earth. He holds
in his hands the great gifts of Free
dom and Victory. We greet him with
boundless gratitude and with rever
ent joy. The hideous idol of Prussian
militarism lies shattered at the feet
of the free nations, its arch-priest
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been found unworthy under the great
test to which they were put. Old and
young, rich and poor, East and West,
North and South—all but an insig
nificant few who are not spiritually
^Americans—have risen to the inspira
tion of our high cause and have joined
in patriotic devotion and willing sac
rifice.
A new and exalted spriit pervades
,the land. We have made a new pact
of unity. We have come to under
stand and appreciate each other bet
ter. We respect each other more.
We are justly proud of the qualities
which all Americans have proved
themselves to possess in common.
We draw strengthened faith and
heightened inspiration from the glori
ous vindication of the irresistible po
tency of the American spirit which
has made it own, transfused and
merged into a homogeneous people,
thinking and feeling alike in national
essentials the men and women of
many races who make up America.
We are now walking along the
heights of great achievements and
lofty aspirations. Let us shun the
descent into the valleys we have left
behind.
some at least of the things we have
gained spiritually may never leave
America comes out of the war with
her economic and moral potency and
prestige vastly enhanced, with her
outlook broadened, her field of activi
ty expanded, her entreprise quickened,
her imagination stirred, her every
faculty stimulated.
The vista which opens before us of
America's future is one of dazzling
greatness, spiritually and materially.
The realizations of that vision cannot
fail us if we but meet our problems
in a spirit of true Americanism, of
moderation and self restraint and of
justice and good will to all, rejecting
alike privilege and demagogy, banish
ing all class rule, be it of capital or of
labor.
In that spirit let us grasp each
other by the hand and thus resolved
and united against enemies without
or foes within, let us march on to
wards the high destiny that Provi
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which in grateful pride and deep af
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Siberia, that great land about which
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vast that the imagination can hardly
grasp its extent. A vague idea of its
size may be gained from the state
ment that it is forty-five times as
large as the British Isles, and contains
nearly five million square miles. In
all this enormous territory there is a
population not exceeding that of the
city of New York. There are hundreds
of thousands of square miles that are
entirely uninhabited. It is a land of
mighty rivers, but the value of these
rivers for purposes of navigation is
greatly restricted, because most of
them flow into the Artie ocean and
throughout their lower courses are
ice-bound for the greater part of the
year. The great steppes of Siberia,
now almost uncultivated, are destined,
it is said, to become the granary of
the world. Their development, begun
with the opening of the Trans-Siberian
railroad, has been interrupted by the
war.—From The People's Home Jour
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to be a number of cases of Onaway,
and also a considerable number in the
Cora neighborhood.—Palouse Repub
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