The American Y.M.C.A. Headquarters in Paris . . . . . . _Frontispiece_

The "Eagle Hut" in London

Harry Lauder Singing at a Y.M.C.A. Meeting. The officer
seated at the extreme right is Captain "Peg"

Wholesome and Entertaining,
Home Refreshments in London

Three Thousand Soldiers in the Crowded Hut




FOREWORD

The world is at war. Already more than a score of nations,
representing a population of over a thousand millions, or two-thirds of
the entire human race, are engaged in a life-and-death struggle on the
bloody battlefields of Europe, Asia, and Africa. No man can stand in
the mouth of that volcano on a battle front, or meet the trains pouring
in with their weary freight of wounded after a battle, or stand by the
operating tables and the long rows of cots in the hospitals, or share
in sympathy the hardship and suffering of the men who are fighting for
us, and remain unmoved. The man must be dead of soul to whom the war
does not present a mighty moral challenge. It arraigns our past manner
of life and our very civilization. It gives us a new angle of
observation, a new point of view, a new test of values. It furnishes a