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. I'm but the son my mother bore, A simple man, and nothing more. But-God of strength and gentlenessF

Be pleased to make me nothing less. Help me, O God, when death is near, To mock the haggard face of fear, That when I fall-if fall I must-. My soul may triumph in the dust. ***

The above stanza titled "A Soldier's Prayer," was reported found in a trench at the battle of El Aghella, December 14, l942,by a member of the British Army. There was no signature. The author is unknown. It was Rupert Brooke, the young British soldier, author of inspired war poema, who wrote:

"Blow out, you bugles, over the rich dead!

There's none of these so lonely and poor or old, But dying has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away, poured out the red Rich wine of youth; gave up the years to be, Of work and joy and that unhoped serene That men call age; and those who would have been Their sons, they gave their'immortality." ***

As Ingersoll said in his matchless prose poetry: "They 'are at rest. They sleep under the flag they rendered stainless, under the solemri pines, the sad hemlocks, the tearful willows, the embracing trees. They sleep beneath the shadow of the clouds, careless alike of sunshine or of storm, each in the windowless Palace of Rest. Earth may run red with other wars. THEY are at peace."

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Yet, while we at home can only view the casualty lists of our warriors brave with tearful eye and voiceless throats, those boys "over there" can take it and grin. Great stories continue to come back on the very wings of battle about their jests in the face of death. One of the gags that has swept the battle lines in France is that General "Ike" got a message from Stalin that said: "Aim those big guns lgwer -they're hitting our front lines." ***

Kind of reminds you of the old story of the two drunks driving in a car toward New York City at night. One of them said, "\Me're getting close to town." .The other one asked, "How do you lsrow?" And the first one said, "We're hitting more people." ***

The funniest story of the Normandy invasion that has come to me is about the paratrooper who was foatipg downvrard in his chute toward the soil of France, while bul.'l lets from Nazi guns whistled all about him. "Hell !" he said to himself, "there must be some easier way to make a living than this !"

Those boys, loving life as well as any, still can make a jest of the "great adventure." Perhaps they agree with .: Sir Walter Scott that: "One cro,wded hour of glorious ' life is worth an age without a thrill." And Lord Byron;, thinking along the same lines; said: !'Oh talk not to me:.,l of a name great in story, the days of our youth are thc ;i days of our glory." * * *

And there always comes to my mind the words of that. famous Arherican Sergeant who led his immortal charge a(i Argonne Forest, shouting to his men: "Come on you blank-' ety-blank so-and-sos-what do yoru want to do-live for-,',: ever?" ***

The great battle for Cherbourg reminds us of a very historic event that this city once witnessed. Eight5r yearg r;. ago in June, during orir American Civil War, the Confed-',ii: erate privateer Alabama, of which Capt. Raphael Semmes -r was comrnander, was quartered in the neutral harbor of Cherbourg. The U.S.S. Kearsarge, under Capt. John A. \f,/inslow, challenged her to conre out and fight. Procrptlyf ij the gallant Capt. Semmes accepted. The entire population',i' of Cherbourg gathered on the heights of the harbor and',1] behind it, to watch the battle. They had grandstand seatC'. for a swell show. The Keasarge sank the Alabama, tho'.":i crew of which was rescued. .'.i, ***

It required fifty mi[ion feet sf lumber to repair theJ, ttlat matter since the Allies took the place over. An armi' of engineers have been working ori the Cherbourg docks,i since we took charge, and no doubt American lumber ie <,'i playrng a terrific part in that repair job, just as it did at Naples. Allied engineers and American lumber will be iri,.,! the thick of the fight until the war ends. ***

On November first, 1918, General Von Hindenburg, whel, was the high commander of the German army in Francer,-, issued a public blast, notifying all concerned that the. German airny and navy were defending and would con:'.,

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