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but more nearly necessities. | These. with books, games, 
puzzles, chocolate and a thousand and one things hardly 
thought of at home are a keen delight to the soldier and 
have a real value in helping to keep him in health and 
efficiency. Boxes and such things as these are sent by 
separate chapters to organizations recruited from their 
neighborhood and form no small part of the good accom- 
plished. 
Has not enough been said to indicate the ways in 
which money and vast sums of money are vitally needed 
SHORE BREEZE and Reminder 
June 15, 1917. 
for the work of the Red Cross? One hundred millions! 
Ten times one hundred millions would not be too much. 
Our youth, the best and noblest of them, are giving their - 
all for us—without boasting, without complaining, simply 
and quietly setting their faces against the most brutal and 
ruthless foe that has ever threatened civilization. They 
will fight for us; some of them will die for us! Is any 
sacrifice we can make, or gift we may bring, too great for 
them? Let us not question what is our share! 
Awake Amrvrica 
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WAKE from dreams! Rouse up and see 
Our deadly peril close at hand. 
Our lives, our homes, our liberty 
Are threatened by the tyrant band. 
Shall Freedom perish from the earth? 
Shall Honor be a thing for mirth? 
That savage tribe whose only trust 
Is in the strength their arms can wield, 
Whose only master is their lust— 
Is it to these the world must yield? 
Setter mankind should perish all 
Then be as these—or be their thrall. 
Say not “The victory is ours ; 
The end is sure; the way is plain.” 
Who fights against Satanic powers 
Forever watchful must remain. 
Not in vain boasts the victory lies, 
But in long borne self-sacrifice. 
Be warned! Prepare! or—woe betide— 
Our strength may be aroused too late 
When off our shores their navies ride: 
Their cannon thunder at our gate. 
No empty boasts will help us then; 
No pity turn this breed of men. 
Then shall our sloth be dearly paid, 
Their torches in our cities flare, 
Their beastial hands be roughly laid 
On those we love—and we not there. 
Remember Belgium raped and burned. 
Think you the beastly heart has turned? 
Freedom is won at costly price 
And each his lotted part must play; 
With toil and patient sacrifice 
His tribute on her altar lay. 
Our soldiers give their lives at need. 
Shall we grude them their worthy meed? 
If we our sacrifice deny, 
If. we spare ought we have to give, 
And rest in ease while others die 
That we and all we love may live, 
What shall be measure of our blame? 
What words suffice to tell our shame? 
Yet if our Nation wake at last 
And all her sons stand steadfast—then 
A victory worthy of her past 
Shall crown her in the eyes of men, 
And Peace and Justice be secure, 
And Right and Honor still endure. 
—M. 
