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"I was there" with the Yanks on the western front, 1917-1919

"I was there" with the Yanks on the western front, 1917-1919

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Yanks with French Type of Anti-Aircraft

Yanks with French Type of Anti-Aircraft


The Aeroplane Fight

The Aeroplane Fight


RELIEF
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There's another!
God, this pack is heavy.
Glad I pinched the extra willy,
Guess I'll need it.
And the sweater, too,
out there.
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There's another!
Jesse! that was a close one.
Wonder if......good Christ! Where's Charlie?
Got him clean. God curse those Jerries!
I'll get even,—p'raps—
out there.
z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-Z-Z-Z-E-E-E-E-e-e----------b Boom!
There's another!
Over!
Well, if one has my name on it
Then the guv'ment pays ten thousand.
What's the use? I couldn't spend it.
Leastways not—
out there.
z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-Z-Z-Z-Z-e-e-e-e-e-E-E-E-E----b Boom!
There's another.
Where'd I put that plug of Climax?
Oh, I s'pose somebody swiped it.
Gee, I never thought that Charlie...
Glad I ain't out on the wire.
This damn trench is dark—ouch! Damn it,
Wait a minute.... Hell, I'm coming,
I can't run in this equipment.
What the hell's the rush to get—
out there?
The Relief--

The Relief—
Coming up to the front lines through the communication trenches, which extend a kilometer or so. On these occasions little love is lost on "beautiful moonlight nights"


The roofs of Vaux...

The roofs of Vaux after a few minutes of Yank barrage lifted—


"The Germans have gone!"

"The Germans have gone!"—St. Mihiel


The shell hole Central

The shell hole Central


On Guard

On Guard


The noncombatant--

The noncombatant—


The family with whom I lived in Soissons

The family with whom I lived in Soissons

In 1870 Grandpère was taken as a prisoner to Coblenz

Madam Framary who sewed on my buttons and who transformed miserable French army rations into marvelous dishes

Eraseme, the youngest son who starts his three years of compulsory training in the fall 1919

The eldest son. After his three years of training he was called to war. He has never come back.

Soissons—1918


Awaiting the signal to attack...

Awaiting the signal to attack. The sergeant is ready to blow the whistle for his squad to follow him out through a path in the barbed wire. In another minute they will advance close behind the bursting shells of a heavy barrage which, lifting, will leave them face to face with German machine guns.


"American Field Service"/drivers at Longpont/1917"

"American Field Service"
drivers at Longpont/1917


The "Territorial"...

The "Territorial"—the name given French poilu between the ages of 34 and 40. Vailly—1917


The Paris Bus

Noyon, 1918

The Paris Bus—many kilometers from the Place de l'Opèra—used for transporting troops, horses, and fresh meat to the front


FATIGUE

You can see 'em in the movies,
With the sunlight on their guns,
You can read in all the papers
Of the charge that licked the Huns,
You can read of "khaki heroes"
And of "gleaming bayonet,"
But there's one thing that the writers
And the artist all forget:
That's me!
On K.P.
In my suit of denim blue
I am thinking—not of you—
But the places where I'd like the top to be!
On the posters in the windows,
In the monthly magazine,
Are the boys in leather leggins
Such as Pershing's never seen;
Oh, they love to paint 'em pretty,
All dressed up and fit to kiss,—
Ain't it funny there's a picture
That they always seem to miss?

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