la, le dos courbee
Crack! Encore un obus.
Les shrapnels pour nous divetir,
Au travail, nous font deguerpir.
Mais, et qui nous ennuie le plus,
Crack! se sont les obus.

II

L'abri termine,
'l Faut aller l'occuper,
Sans facons.
Allez-donc.
Pas moyen d' se bouger
Donc, on doit y rester
Accroupi,
Jour et nuit,
Pendant la chaleur,
Pour passer vingt-quatr' heures.
On nous donn' une d'mi gourde de cafe.
La soif nous tourmente,
Et la poudre asphyxiante,
Nous etouffe au dessus du marche.

III

Malgre nos souffrances,
Nous gardons l'esperance
D' voir le jour,
De notr' retour
De r'trouver nos parents,
Nos femmes et nos enfants.
Plein de joie,
Oui ma foi,
Mais pour arriver,
A ce jour tant reve,
Nous devons tous y mettre du coeur,
C'est avec patience,
Et plein de confiance,
Que nous repouss'rons les oppresseurs.

Refrain

Pour chasser ces maudits All'mands
Crack! Il faut des obus.
En plein dedans mon commandant,
Crack! Encore des obus.
Et la baionnett' dans les reins,
Nous les chass'rons au dela du Rhin.
La victoire des Allies s'ra due
A la valse des obus.

_There is little value in telling of suffering unless something can
be done about it. So I close this book with an appeal for help in a
worthy work._

REMAKING FRANCE

There was a young peasant farmer who went out with his fellows, and
stopped the most powerful and perfectly equipped army of history. He
saved France, and the cause of gentleness and liberty. He did it by the
French blood in him--in gay courage and endurance. He was happy in doing
it, or, if not happy, yet glorious. But he paid the price. The enemy
artillery sent a splinter of shell that mangled his arm. He lay out
through the long night on the rich infected soil. Then the stretcher
bearers found him and lifted him to the car, and carried him to the
field hospital. There they had to operate swiftly, for infection was
spreading. So he was no longer a whole man, but he was still of good
spirit, for he had done his bit for France. Then they bore him to a base
hospital, where he had white sheets and a wholesome nurse. He lay there
weak and content. Every one was good to him. But there came a day when
they told him he must leave to make room for the fresher cases of need.
So he was turned loose into a world that had no further use for him. A
cripple, he couldn't fight