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who safely arrived resolved to fight the harder for those who died.

Ship after ship, ship after ship, the American Navy took them in safety to the other side of the sea, and with them it took the ships that carried food, and clothes, and ammunition to our Allies.

One day our Navy caught a German submarine and sent a shot into her. The sailors on the submarine had to jump into the sea when their submarine sank under them, just as they had made many a poor little child leap into the waves. But the American sailors did not stand and shoot the drowning men, as the Germans have so often done. American men are not like that. They saved as many of the German sailors as they could, and got them on board their own boat. And then two of our American sailors jumped into the sea after one of the German men who was drowning. At the risk of their own lives, they saved him.

Why did they do this? Because we were not at war for hate or cruelty. We were at war to stop cruelty and injustice. So long as the enemy is fighting, we must fight him. But when he has surrendered, he is no longer an enemy, he is only a man.

American soldiers and sailors fight for the great country that follows Washington, and Lincoln, and

Wilson. They fight in a navy whose leaders are men like Captain Jack Philip, who said, "Don't cheer boys, the poor fellows are dying."

The German submarine crews were fighting for a country that believed in "frightfulness," a country whose emperor allowed helpless prisoners to be worried by savage dogs. They were fighting under leaders who proclaimed a national holiday for the schoolchildren to celebrate the murder of a thousand innocent men, women, and babies on the Lusitania.

We can all see the difference.

The spirit of our Navy is the spirit of absolute readiness, high courage, and unselfish devotion. There is no cruelty in our brothers in navy blue. They live and die true to the noblest type of American manhood. This is true of the men and of the officers alike.

It is an old naval custom to name each new destroyer for some hero of our history who has done a deed worthy to be so remembered.

A little while ago the Secretary of the Navy was asked to give a name to a new destroyer. This is what he said:

"I took up first the names of the great admirals, and then the great captains, and all the American heroes of

the sea, and all were worthy. And then I thought of Osmond C. Ingram, second-class gunner's mate on the destroyer Cassin. I thought of the night when he was on watch and saw a U-boat's torpedo headed for his ship. He was standing near the place where the high explosives were stored, and the torpedo was headed for that spot. In a flash he was engaged in hurling overboard those deadly explosives, which would have destroyed the ship if they remained on board, and he managed to get rid of enough of them to save the lives of all the officers and sailors on board, but he lost his own life. So I named the newest and finest addition to the American Navy the Osmond C. Ingram."

The spirit of Osmond Ingram, who gave his life for the life of his comrades, is the spirit of our American Navy.

As a loyal American child, I will give my thanks and love to our brave soldiers of the sea, who give their lives to keep the ocean safe and free. I will lend my money to the Government to build more ships and guns. I will give all I can to the Red Cross, which takes care of our dear men when they are hurt. And I will pray that our Navy may ever be as it has been, brave in battle and merciful in victory.

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HEN the Liberty Bell rang the first time the listening farmboy in New England fields dropped the reins on the neck of his plough-horse and ran for his musket and powder horn. He was the Minute Man, our first American soldier. Strong and brave, honest and kind, he was ready to leave all he loved and knew, on the minute, to defend Liberty.

When the Liberty Bell rang in the greatest of all wars, the boys in America's colleges and fields and

shops, dropped their books and tools and volunteered for service. New Minute Men these were, true to the old type in the new world.

Before America entered the Great War, some of these new American Minute Men were already in France, carrying the wounded to safety, as ambulance drivers. They were fighting in the Foreign Legion, they were flying in the Lafayette Escadrille.

When America entered the War, she said, "Democracy is fighting this war. Ours shall be the army of democracy, all shall serve alike." So our army was an army of universal service.

Our big brothers were all together in the Army of the American Republic. The boy who went to Harvard College was side by side with the boy who went to the University of California. The boy who owned a costly automobile marched beside the boy who drove a truck for a living. The boy whose greatgrandmother was a New England Puritan marched beside the boy whose father came from Italy, or Scandinavia, or Russia, or Germany. All together they came, our army of brothers, all true Americans, all fighting under the Star-Spangled Banner to make the world safe for little children.

Straight and slim in American khaki brown, with

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