SPECIAt FOURTH OF JU:LY NUMBER Contributions are invited froin all of the " liUerateurs '' and artistic geniuses of the old Field Service for the Special Fourth of July Number, which will be made up of poems, drawings and articles appropriate to the great American holiday. For tlie Best Poem embodving the spirit of the day, a prize of Frs. 25. For the Best Reminiscence of any previous Fourtb of July ce Jebration in a�y Field Service section, a prize of Frs. 25. For tbe Best Design for a coyer for this special number, a prize of Frs; 25. All ,contributions should b e._ in the hands of tbe Editor on or before June 20th. THE ESSENCE GATHERER Wben I'm working on my car, and my temper is'nt par, as I clean and rub and polisb Üp the wbeels, be comes and looks me o'er to be sttre that ne'er before he bas come to me to show the need be fee1s. Like a sympathetic man, he will question, " C'est un panne 'i' " And I answer that it marches toujours bien. He will edge a little nearer, for he bates an extra bearer, and he'll put the question that I so well ken. From bis pocket large and spacious, witb a manner grandly gracious, be'll pJocluce a bottle, quart-size, for the fray. And bis voice that's confidential, plea ding, coy and deferential, " Un peiit peu d'essence pour ma bri quet ". If you murmur " Defendu ", be'll produce a franc or two, which he'll flourish with a somewbat cautious hand. Though he knows beyond all guess that the men of A. F. S. won't accept that sort of largesse <.ircumstance. Then you know that it's no use to püll any new excuse, for he overwhelms you with torrential phrases. And you give him .essence quickly, with a smile that's somewhat sickly, while you tel1 him mentally to go to blazes. He will thank you with expression that knows no tongue-tied repression. You dismiss him less in anger than sorrow, for you know that if you are here, polishing your auto dear, that his cousin will be coming 'round tomorrow.
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S. S. U. 635. (old 17i
A MILITARY G�AVEYARD i e w1·th chalky earth, h't Long, straight rows cf moun·d s, w Hcading each a slender cross of w�d ? on, On it a name, a regiment, a bened1ch " Mort pour la France. " the hands of men, A few, apart, yet separated only by A lonely row of Moslem graves, tbem With finger-like board shafts. On ent ' and a benediction, cresc a e, nam a d, Sfrange_-charactere " Mort pour la France. " and watch, You will not sce, until you walk along ked, -mar cross nds, mou arc there Timt here and " I Soldat Allemand. " boche. All iOf them lie togethcr now, poilu and s, On some grave ed wreath, Sod-crosses, or perbaps a gaudy, bead " Fils notre A " A notre Camarade " or " fa eacb gaunt mound An empty bottle, upside down, . re, Holding a sodden paper' or a p1ctu day. bing laug some in n Take Ope row is not yet :finished, . The seed not yet all sown. ded white that edges them, Thc holes yawn brown against the roun 1'hey wait for men to die... glory Yet this is nö place of tarmshed · ur hono ed lder Or mou ot die. This is the France that dies, yet cann
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S. U. 635. �old 17)
CITATIONS Sect. I ' were . "' , ·form. etly f S , S · U · 6"5 o . ers b . The followmg mem : ion c1tat l regimenta awarded the Croix de Guerre in a Corp. Edward D. Townsend, Privates Garneau Weld, John T. Walker Jr., Rex R. Forsyth, Harold K. Gruel, c. P. Kuykendall, Joseph J. Ulmer,