And desolate my days shall be if he shall have to
fall.
But this I know, whate'er may be the grief that
I must face,
Upon his record there will be no blemish of
disgrace.

His days have all been splendid days, there lies
no broken trust
Along the pathway of his youth to molder in
the dust;
Honor and truth have marked his ways, in him
I can be glad;
He is as fine and true a son as ever a father had.



Runner McGee


(Who had "Return if Possible" Orders.)

"You've heard a good deal of the telephone
wires," he said as we sat at our ease,
And talked of the struggle that's taking men's
lives in these terrible days o'er the seas,
"But I've been through the thick of the thing
and I know when a battle's begun,
It isn't the phone you depend on for help. It's
the legs of a boy who can run.