Jack London

Jack London

Summary

Portrait of Jack London Jack London The Red Game Of War (1914)

Up above in the wireless room of the transport the words of the war men back at Galveston are being snatched out of the air.
Day on the Gulf of Mexico! All is peace under an azure sky. The sapphire sea is scarcely rippled by the trade wind gently blowing, and across this placid sea stream the white transports—soldier-loaded—with an ominous destroyer convoying on either flank, while a third destroyer scouts ahead.
A blur of smoke rises on the horizon and we know that the battleship Louisiana has come up from Vera Cruz to meet us.
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Portrait of Jack London Jack London The Red Game Of War (1914)

FROM Houston to Galveston, flying fast as electricity could drive, across the green flat land one caught the first far glimpse of long lines of moving, canvas-topped commissary wagons and marching columns.
In the electric car were three girls who looked as if they had been weeping. For ever girls will love a soldier and ever girls will weep when the war medicine is made and the young men go forth.
While many of the men marched, those of the Fifth Brigade, having been selected to lead the way to Mexico, were hurried to Galveston by train.
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Portrait of Jack London Jack London The Red Game Of War (1914)

But always, over it all, back of this glorious dance of youth, one visions the group of the old ones at Washington, the wise ones, the graybeards.
And, over it all and back of it all, most significant and sinister of all, looms the tragic figure of the man known among men as Huerta. And a well-known man is he.
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