U.S.A_ - John Dos Passos [97]
In Mobile, in Mobile
Americans swim broad river and scale steep banks of canal in bril iant capture of Dun. It is a remarkable fact that the Compagnie Generale Transatlantique, more familiarly known as the French Line, has not lost a single vessel in its regular passenger service during the entire period of the war RED FLAG FLIES ON BALTIC
"I went through Egypt to join Al enby;" he said, "I flew in an aeroplane making the journey in two hours that it took the children of Israel forty years to make. That is something to set people thinking of the progress of modern science." Lucky cows don't fly In Mobile, in Mobile
PERSHING FORCES FOE FURTHER BACK
SINGS FOR WOUNDED SOLDIERS; NOT SHOT AS SPY
Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint Denis
Le tours de Nôtre Dâme
Les clochers de mon pays
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REPORTING WAR PROFITEERS
the completeness of the accord reached on most points by the conferees caused satisfaction and even some surprise among participants
REDS FORCE MERCHANT VESSELS TO FLEE
HUNS ON RUN
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon fait bon fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir
CHEZ LES SOCIALISTES LES AVEUGLES
SONT ROI
The German government requests the President of the United States of America to take steps for the restoration of peace, to notify al the bel igerents of this request and to invite them to delegate plenipotentiaries for the purpose of taking up negotiations. The German Government accepts, as a basis for the peace negotiations, the programme laid down by the President of the United States in his message to Congress of January 8th, 1918, and in his subsequent pronouncements, par-ticularly in his address of September 27th, 1918. In order to avoid further bloodshed the German government requests the President of the United States to bring about the immediate conclusion of a general armistice on land, on the water, and in the air.
JOE WILLIAMS
Joe had been hanging around New York and Brooklyn
for a while, borrowing money from Mrs. Olsen and get-ting tanked up al the time. One day she went to work and threw him out. It was damned cold and he had to go
-230-to a mission a couple of nights. He was afraid of getting arrested for the draft and he was fed up with every goddam thing; it ended by his going out as ordinary sea-man on the Appalachian, a big new freighter bound for Bordeaux and Genoa. It kinder went with the way he felt being treated like a jailbird again and swobbing decks and chipping paint. In the focastle there was mostly country kids who'd never seen the sea and a few old bums who weren't good for anything. They got into a dirty blow four days out and shipped a smal tidal wave that stove in two of the starboard lifeboats and the convoy got scat-tered and they found that the deck hadn't been properly caulked and the water kept coming down into the focastle. It turned out that Joe was the only man they had on board the mate could trust at the wheel, so they took him off scrubbing paint and in his four hour tricks he had plenty of time