Summary

John Bowe Soldiers of the Legion, Trench-Etched

The stern hand of fate has elevated us to a level from which we can see the great ideals we have forgotten—Honor, Patriotism, Equality.
Those are the level foundation on which democracy rests,—not on wealth and inequality.
We must stamp out materialism and save the soul of America.
While we are making the world safe for democracy, let us make democracy safe for the world.
While the soldier kills the German junker with the bullet the civilian must kill off the political and profiteering junker with the ballot.
Source: Gutenberg

John Bowe Soldiers of the Legion, Trench-Etched

Here, the poilu sent the German lambs to glory as fast as their Crown Prince could lead them to the slaughter.
With face of leather, his forehead a mass of wrinkles, which hurt neither the face nor his feelings—a man as careless of dress as the French poilu, naturally, doesn’t care whether his clothes fit him or not,—he goes his fine, proud way. His once happy countenance, now saddened by suffering, will yet light up in appreciation. A little kindness makes him eloquent. Strong in the righteousness of his cause, he does not bow his head in sorrow, or bend in weakness.
Source: Gutenberg

John Bowe Soldiers of the Legion, Trench-Etched

For generations to come, the German will be treated as an outlaw. He will be shunned—worse than a beast. Unclean, he will have to purge himself before he may be again accepted in the society of decent women and men.
Think of those fine-grained, sensitive French girls, compelled to live with brutes—generally surly, often drunk, who have killed their husbands, their brothers, their fathers! They have broken all the rules of war. They have outraged every decency. They are so sunk in the abyss of shame that they know neither respect for the living nor reverence for the dead.
Source: Gutenberg

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