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DIG IN AND DIG DOWN 
E VERY time our troops slow up in an advance, they immediately 
dig in—scoop out little barricades of earth to shelter them from 
the spray of enemy bullets. By the time the Hun counter-attacks these 
little man-sized pits are consolidated into fairly formidable defenses. 
The soldier digs in habitually. It is second nature to him. He 
carries a shovel for that purpose. 
Each Liberty Loan is something like that, only instead of digging 
in we have to dig down. For each Liberty Loan is an advance that 
must be held at all costs, and each of us has a little man-size roll to 
dig into. 
When the first Liberty Loan was put up to the American people 
they over-subscribed it because of their enthusiasm. So with the second. 
On the third financial advance they had their heads down and went 
through with it magnificently. Here is the fourth loan—and by this 
time digging down should have become second nature to us. 
We are going to put it over. We can. We must. The only problem 
that we have to solve is how quickly can we do it and how we shall 
adjust our finances to meet the extraordinary demand. 
We cannot put across a loan of this size as a side issue. It must be 
the most important issue of the day to each American. He must dig 
in and dig down. 
S O much—oh, so much depends on the success of this loan 
have done a powerful lot. Our 
shipments of troops abroad have 
astounded our allies and struck terror 
into the hearts of the German leaders. 
Our lads have won magnificently in 
their advances, and we have taken our 
casualties like Spartans. But we can¬ 
not stop there. We cannot be content 
merely to snatch victory by the sleeve. 
This is a war to exterminate war. 
A premature or inadequate peace 
would only mean a repetition of the 
terrible work, in a generation or two. 
When the Americans started to 
drive yellow fever out of Havana, they 
went to the task with such relentless 
vigor that many criticized our meth¬ 
ods. Today, however, Havana is a 
healthy place for decent folks to live 
in. The Cubans are keeping it 
healthy. Clean streets and modem 
sewerage have brought better business. 
Havana today is reaping the benefits 
of the persistence and thoroughness of 
the American sanitarians. But Ha¬ 
vana could have readily slipped back 
into the old pest hole that it was had 
the Americans been content to com¬ 
promise with their problems. 
Exactly the same sort of problem 
faces the Allies. They’ve got to make 
a clean sweep of this job once and for 
all. If they stopped now they would 
be in the same category of contempt 
as the housewife who sweeps the dirt 
under the bed. Her work goes for 
naught. Their work would go for 
naught, and the deaths of valiant 
men would have been in vain. 
Yes, we 
AMERICA has made a business of 
l\ war for the time being. We have 
thrown the whole weight of our energy 
and wealth into it. Shall we quit now, 
when the goal is almost in sight? This 
Fourth Liberty Loan comes, then, as 
a challenge to every American. For 
years we have borne the stigma of 
being a commercial people. Today 
we are proving that commercialism is 
no stigma. Give the Government the 
money and the men, and we can show 
the world that we are just as capable 
of grasping and putting across a 
THE DREAMS OF MEN 
The great, great banners go before, 
To all the far winds thrown, 
And though men march beneath them to the war, 
They die alone. 
Steel and clash of steel and voice of hell, 
Bare fields and broken hearts, 
They go into the dust of night■ — ah! wish them well, 
They flay their parts. 
And where are all our toys, our visionings, 
That clung to us since we were boys of ten, 
Are they forgotten with the other things? 
Alas, the dreams, the dreams of men. 
Pile up the dead and keep the powder fresh, 
Bugle and fife and drum, 
The red-hot cannons roar for human flesh . . . 
They come, they come. 
Beneath the haunted silence of the sky 
The red battalions war, 
And those who care enough to win or die 
Come back no more. 
world-wide human ideal as we are of putting across a big business deal. 
There was a time when an ideal was considered a vague, intangible 
affair, something for preachers to talk about, a one-day-a-week topic 
that was promptly forgotten when Monday morning came. But an 
ideal, as we see it now, is a very tangible and visible thing. It can be 
attained, but never by merely talking about it. Having decided that 
the ideal of democracy is a real thing, we go about establishing it in 
a tangible, visible fashion. In this case the process requires guns and 
bayonets and gas and tanks and planes and hospitals and ships— 
tangible enough affairs. And to acquire them we need tangible dollars. 
We can’t moo and coo about an ideal for humanity—we have to go out 
and establish it. But before we can establish it, we must first extermi¬ 
nate the evil which seeks to annihilate it. 
This looking on the ethics of everyday life as a business proposition 
may seem crude, but it certainly is effective—and it is American. 
I NTERPRET this new loan in the terms of everyday life, and it 
cannot help being a success. Interpret it in the terms of your own 
life, and you will soon know what that loan will mean to you. 
With each Liberty Bond you are investing in the future peace of the 
world. 
You are buying a guarantee on happiness. 
You are assuring to yourself and your family and friends the quiet 
of purple dusks, and the cheer of a 
fireside, and the rich warmth of peace¬ 
ful noontides. 
You are also insuring yourself 
against shame — against the re¬ 
proaches of those men who come back 
with the strange fire in their eyes—the 
fire that sears the conscience for that 
it has faced annihilation for you. 
And all the deeds of saints . . . what are they worth 
Their lofty visions and the mighty pen, 
The splendid sadness and the roaring mirth? 
Alas, the dreams, the dreams of men. 
Across the wasted bosom of the earth 
The frenzied columns streak 
And the hosts who love them and who gave them birth 
They dare not speak. 
And where are all the songs that have been sung? 
Can things once beautiful be so again? 
The viols of the singers are unstrung . . . 
Alas, the dreams, the dreams of men. 
LIEUTENANT HAROLD HERSEY. 
I 
ONCE asked a man why he went 
•to church. He was a grouchy old 
customer, and he gave me a straight- 
from-the-shoulder answer. “I go to 
church,” said he, “because I believe 
in the power for good churches exer¬ 
cise in the community. If there 
wasn’t a power for good at work, my 
investments wouldn’t be worth a cent. 
My bonds retain their value only so 
long as churches and the things 
churches stand for exist.” 
The only mortgage a man has on 
the future is the principles which 
guide his present activities. He may 
have to wait a long time for their 
consummation, but it will inevitably 
come. 
The principle behind the Allied 
armies is the only mortgage we have 
on our future. The fact that a mil¬ 
lion and a half Americans have gone 
over there to fight for a just cause is 
America’s contribution to the safety 
of its investments of energy and labor. 
Sweep away that principle, withdraw 
that support, and the things we have 
invested our life in will go to pot. 
Through three dark years the Allies 
fought for the consummation. It 
looked, at times, as though the future 
held nothing for them. Today the 
scales are turning. The institutions 
they supported remain intact. Their 
investments have begun to pay. 
It is odd to be able to interpret the 
principles of humanity in dollars and 
cents. Truly, it is a new dispensa¬ 
tion! It is the sort of way you should 
interpret this Fourth Liberty Loan. 
You will be drawing from it 4*4% 
cold cash. You will also draw from 
it benefits according to the measure 
of things in which you believe. 
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