HISTORY OF THE AMERICAN NEGRO IN THE GREAT WORLD
WAR
HIS SPLENDID RECORD IN THE BATTLE ZONES OF EUROPE
INCLUDING A RESUME OF HIS PAST SERVICES TO HIS COUNTRY
IN THE WARS OF THE REVOLUTION, OF 1812, THE WAR OF THE REBELLION,
THE INDIAN WARS ON THE FRONTIER, THE SPANISH-AMERICAN WAR, AND
THE LATE IMBROGLIO WITH MEXICO.
BY
W. ALLISON SWEENEY CONTRIBUTING EDITOR OF THE CHICAGO
DEFENDER.
PROFUSELY AND BEAUTIFULLY ILLUSTRATED
1919
THIS HISTORY OF THE AMERICAN NEGRO IN THE GREAT WORLD
WAR IS REINFORCED BY THE OFFICIAL RECORDS OF THE WAR DEPARTMENT
INCLUDING TRIBUTES FROM FRENCH AND AMERICAN
COMMANDERS
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WITH A COMPLETE SUMMARY OF THE ACTIVITIES OF THE 370th "OLD
EIGHTH" IN THE WORLD WAR FROM THE COUNTRY'S CALL TO THE DAY OF
ITS MUSTERING OUT
BY CAPT. JOHN H. PATTON, ADJUTANT
HISTORY
OF THE
AMERICAN NEGRO
IN THE
GREAT WORLD WAR
CONTENTS
Chapter I. SPIRITUAL EMANCIPATION OF
NATIONS.
THE MARCH OF CIVILIZATION—WORLD SHOCKS TO STIR
THE WOULD HEART—FALSE DOCTRINES OF THE HUN—THE IRON
HAND CONCEALED—THE WORLD BEGINS TO AWAKEN—GERMAN
DESIGNS REVEALED—RUMBLINGS IN ADVANCE OF THE
STORM—TRAGEDY THAT HASTENED THE DAY—TOLSTOY'S
PROPHECY—VINDICATION OF NEGRO FAITH IN PROMISES OF THE
LORD—DAWN OF FREEDOM FOR ALL RACES
LIKENED TO BELSHAZZER—THE KAISER'S
FEASTS—IN HIS HEART BARBARIC PRIDE OF THE POTENTATES OF
OLD—GERMAN MADNESS FOR WAR—INSOLENT
DEMANDS—FORTY-EIGHT HOURS TO PREVENT A WORLD
WAR—COMMENT OF STATESMEN AND LEADERS—THE WAR
STARTS—ITALY BREAKS HER ALLIANCE—GERMANIC POWERS
WEIGHED AND FOUND WANTING—SPIRIT WINS OVER
MATERIALISM—CIVILIZATION'S LAMP DIMMED BUT NOT
DARKENED
GERMANY'S MACHINE—HER SCIENTIFIC ENDEAVOR TO
MOLD SOLDIERS—INFLUENCE ON THOUGHT AND LIVES OF THE
PEOPLE—MILITARISM IN THE HOME—THE STATUS OF
WOMAN—FALSE THEORIES AND FALSE GODS—THE SYSTEM
ORDAINED TO PERISH—WAR'S SHOCKS—AMERICA INCLINES TO
NEUTRALITY—GERMAN AND FRENCH TREATMENT OF NEUTRALS
CONTRASTED—EXPERIENCES OF AMERICANS ABROAD AND ENROUTE
HOME—STATUE OF LIBERTY TAKES ON NEW BEAUTY—BLOOD OF
NEGRO AND WHITE TO FLOW
PRESIDENT CLINGS TO NEUTRALITY—MONROE DOCTRINE
AND WASHINGTON'S WARNING—GERMAN CRIMES AND GERMAN
VICTORIES—CARDINAL MERCIER'S LETTER—MILITARY
OPERATIONS—FIRST SUBMARINE ACTIVITIES—THE LUSITANIA
OUTRAGE—EXCHANGE OF NOTES—UNITED STATES
AROUSED—ROLE OF PASSIVE ONLOOKER BECOMES
IRKSOME—FIRST MODIFICATION OF PRINCIPLES OF WASHINGTON AND
MONROE—OUR DESTINY LOOMS
TOWARD SHORES OF ATLANTIC—SPREAD RUIN AND
DEVASTATION—CAPITALS OF CIVILIZATION
ALARMED—ACTIVITIES OF SPIES—APOLOGIES AND
LIES—GERMAN ARMS WINNING—GAIN TIME TO FORGE NEW
WEAPONS—FEW VICTORIES FOR ALLIES—ROUMANIA
CRUSHED—INCIDENT OF U-53
A BEACON AMONG THE YEARS—TRYING PERIOD FOR
PRESIDENT WILSON—GERMANY CONTINUES DILATORY
TACTICS—PEACE EFFORTS FAIL—ALL HONORABLE MEANS
EXHAUSTED—PATIENCE CEASES TO BE A VIRTUE—ENEMY
ABANDONS ALL SUBTERFUGES—UNRESTRICTED SUBMARINE
WARFARE—GERMAN INTRIGUES WITH MEXICO—THE ZIMMERMAN
NOTE—AMERICA SEIZES THE SWORD—WAR IS
DECLARED—PERSHING GOES ABROAD—FIRST TROOPS
SAIL—WAR MEASURES—WAR OPERATIONS
SWIFT AND UNHALTING ARRAY—FEW PERMITTED TO
VOLUNTEER—ONLY NATIONAL GUARD ACCEPTED—NO NEW UNITS
FORMED—SELECTIVE DRAFT THEIR OPPORTUNITY—PARTIAL
DIVISION OF GUARDSMEN—COMPLETE DIVISION OF
SELECTIVES—MANY IN TRAINING—ENTER MANY BRANCHES OF
SERVICE—NEGRO NURSES AUTHORIZED—NEGRO Y.M.C.A.
WORKERS—NEGRO WAR CORRESPONDENT—NEGRO ASSISTANT TO
SECRETARY OF WAR—TRAINING CAMP FOR NEGRO OFFICERS FIRST
TIME IN ARTILLERY—COMPLETE RACIAL SEGREGATION
CONFRONTED BY RACIAL PREJUDICE—SPLENDID
ATTITUDE OF NEGRO SHAMED IT—KEPT OUT OF NAVY—ONLY ONE
PERCENT OF NAVY PERSONNEL NEGROES—MODIFIED MARINES
CONTEMPLATED—FEW HAVE PETTY OFFICERS' GRADES—SEPARATE
SHIPS PROPOSED—NEGRO EFFICIENCY IN NAVY—MATERIAL FOR
"BLACK SHIPS"—NAVY OPENS DOOR TO NEGRO
MECHANICS
SHOT HEARD AROUND THE WORLD—CRISPUS
ATTUCKS—SLAVE LEADS SONS OF FREEDOM—THE BOSTON
MASSACRE—ANNIVERSARY KEPT FOR YEARS—WILLIAM NELL,
HISTORIAN—3,000 NEGROES IN WASHINGTON'S FORCES—A
STIRRING HISTORY—NEGRO WOMAN SOLDIER—BORDER INDIAN
WARS—NEGRO HEROES
NEGRO IN WAR OF 1812—INCIDENT OF THE
CHESAPEAKE—BATTLE OF LAKE ERIE—PERRY'S FIGHTERS 10
PERCENT NEGROES—INCIDENT OF THE "GOVERNOR
TOMPKINS"—COLONISTS FORM NEGRO REGIMENTS—DEFENDERS OF
NEW ORLEANS—ANDREW JACKSON'S TRIBUTE—NEGROES IN
MEXICAN AND CIVIL WARS—IN THE SPANISH-AMERICAN
WAR—NEGROES IN THE PHILIPPINES—HEROES OF
CARRIZAL—GENERAL BUTLER'S TRIBUTE TO NEGROES—WENDELL
PHILLIPS ON TOUSSAINT L'OUVERTURE
NEGRO'S PATRIOTIC ATTITUDE—SELECTIVE DRAFT IN
EFFECT—FEATURES AND RESULTS—BOLD RELIANCE ON FAITH IN
PEOPLE—NO COLOR LINE DRAWN—DISTRIBUTION OF
REGISTRANTS BY STATES—NEGRO AND WHITE REGISTRATIONS
COMPARED—NEGRO PERCENTAGES HIGHER—CLAIMED FEWER
EXEMPTIONS—INDUCTIONS BY STATES—BETTER PHYSICALLY
THAN WHITES—TABLES, FACTS AND FIGURES
SUCH WORDS NOT IN HIS VOCABULARY—DESERTIONS
EXPLAINED—GENERAL CROWDER EXONERATES NEGRO—NO WILLFUL
DELINQUENCY—STRENUOUS EFFORTS TO MEET REGULATIONS—NO
"CONSCIENTIOUS OBJECTORS"—NO DRAFT EVADERS OR
RESISTERS—NEGRO'S DEVOTION SUBLIME—JUSTIFIES HIS
FREEDOM—FORGETS HIS SORROWS—RISES ABOVE HIS
WRONGS—TESTIMONY OF LOCAL BOARDS—GERMAN PROPAGANDA
WASTED—A NEW AMERICANISM
COMMISSIONED AT FORT DES MOINES—ONLY EXCLUSIVE
NEGRO TRAINING CAMP—MOSTLY FROM CIVILIAN LIFE—NAMES,
RANK AND RESIDENCE
BLACK THOUSANDS ASSEMBLE—SOLDIERS OF
LIBERTY—SEVERING HOME TIES—MAN'S WORK MUST BE
DONE—FIRST NEGROES IN FRANCE—MEETING WITH FRENCH
COLONIALS—EARLY HISTORY OF 15TH NEW YORK—THEY SAIL
AWAY—BECOME FRENCH FIGHTING MEN—HOLD 20 PERCENT OF
AMERICAN LINES—TERROR TO GERMANS—ONLY BARRIER BETWEEN
BOCHE AND PARIS—IMPERISHABLE RECORD OF NEW
YORKERS—TURNING POINT OF WAR
HENRY JOHNSON AND NEEDHAM ROBERTS—THE TIGER'S
CUBS—NEGRO FIRST TO GET PALM—JOHNSON'S GRAPHIC
STORY—SMASHES THE GERMANS—IRVIN COBB'S
TRIBUTE—CHRISTIAN AND MOHAMMEDAN NEGROES PALS—VALOR
OF 93RD DIVISION—LAUGHTER IN FACE OF DEATH—NEGRO AND
POILU HAPPY TOGETHER—BUTTE DE MESNIL—VALIANT AND
HUMOROUS ELMER MCCOWIN—WINNING WAR CROSSES—VERDICT OF
THE FRENCH—THE NEGRO'S FAITH
COLORED OFFICERS MAKE GOOD—WONDERFUL RECORD OF
THE 8TH ILLINOIS—"BLACK DEVILS" WIN DECORATIONS
GALORE—TRIBUTE OF FRENCH COMMANDER—HIS FAREWELL TO
PRAIRIE FIGHTERS—THEY FOUGHT AFTER WAR WAS OVER—HARD
TO STOP THEM—INDIVIDUAL DEEDS OF HEROISM—THEIR DEAD,
THEIR WOUNDED AND SUFFERING—A POEM
SPECIAL ARTICLE BY CAPTAIN JOHN H. PATTON, ADJUTANT
OF 8TH ILLINOIS—SUMMARIZES OPERATIONS OF THE
REGIMENT—FROM FIRST CALL TO MUSTERING OUT—AN
EYE-WITNESS ACCOUNT—IN TRAINING CAMPS, AT SEA, IN
FRANCE—SERVICE IN ARGONNE FOREST—MANY OTHER
ENGAGEMENTS—A THRILLING RECORD—BATTALION OPERATIONS
IN DETAIL—SPECIAL MENTION OF COMPANIES AND
INDIVIDUALS
LINCOLN'S PROPHETIC WORDS—NEGROES ALONGSIDE
BEST SOLDIERS IN THE WORLD—HOLD THEIR OWN—THE 372ND
REGIMENT—BRIGADED WITH VETERANS OF THE MARNE—FAMOUS
"RED HAND" DIVISION—OCCUPY HILL 304 AT VERDUN—NINE
DAYS BATTLE IN "BLOODY ARGONNE"—ADMIRATION OF THE
FRENCH—CONSPICUOUS COMPONENTS OF 372ND—CHRONOLOGY OF
SERVICE
POLICY OF SUBSTITUTING WHITE OFFICERS—INJUSTICE
TO CAPABLE NEGROES—DISAPPOINTMENT BUT NO OPEN
RESENTMENT—SHOWED THEMSELVES SOLDIERS—INTENSER
FIGHTING SPIRIT AROUSED—RACE FORGOTTEN IN PERILS OF
WAR—BOTH WHITES AND BLACKS GENEROUS—AFFECTION BETWEEN
OFFICERS AND MEN—NEGROES PREFERRED DEATH TO
CAPTIVITY—OUTSTANDING HEROES OF 371ST AND
372ND—WINNERS OF CROSSES
IN TRENCH AND VALLEY—THE OPEN PLAIN—ON
MOUNTAIN TOP—IN NO MAN'S LAND—TWO CLASSES OF NEGRO
SOLDIERS CONSIDERED—TRAINED GUARDSMEN AND
SELECTIVES—GALLANT 92ND DIVISION—RACE CAN BE PROUD OF
IT—HAD SIX HUNDRED NEGRO OFFICERS—SETS AT REST ALL
DOUBTS—OPERATIONS OF THE DIVISION—AT PONT A
MOUSSON—GREAT BATTLE OF METZ—SOME
REFLECTIONS—CASUALTIES CONSIDERED
OPERATIONS OF 368TH INFANTRY—NEGROES FROM
PENNSYLVANIA, MARYLAND AND SOUTH—IN ARGONNE
HELL—DEFEAT IRON CROSS VETERANS—VALIANT PERSONAL
EXPLOITS—LIEUTENANT ROBERT CAMPBELL—PRIVATE JOHN
BAKER—OPERATIONS OF 367TH INFANTRY—"MOSS'S
BUFFALOES"—365TH AND 366TH REGIMENTS—THE GREAT
DIVIDE—THEIR SOULS ARE MARCHING ON—PRAISED BY
PERSHING—SOME CITATIONS
167TH FIRST NEGRO ARTILLERY BRIGADE—"LIKE
VETERANS" SAID PERSHING—FIRST ARTILLERY TO BE
MOTORIZED—RECORD BY DATES—SELECTED FOR LORRAINE
CAMPAIGN—BEST EDUCATED NEGROES IN AMERICAN
FORCES—ALWAYS STOOD BY THEIR GUNS—CHAPLAIN'S
ESTIMATE—LEFT SPLENDID IMPRESSION—TESTIMONY OF FRENCH
MAYORS—CHRISTIAN BEHAVIOR—SOLDIERLY
QUALITIES
GLORY NOT ALL SPECTACULAR—BRAVE FORCES BEHIND
THE LINES—325TH FIELD SIGNAL BATTALION—COMPOSED OF
YOUNG NEGROES—SEE REAL FIGHTING—SUFFER
CASUALTIES—AN EXCITING INCIDENT—COLORED SIGNAL
BATTALION A SUCCESS—RALPH TYLER'S STORIES—BURIAL OF
NEGRO SOLDIER AT SEA—MORE INCIDENTS OF NEGRO VALOR—A
WORD FROM CHARLES M. SCHWAB
A STUDY OF WAR—ITS COMPENSATIONS AND
BENEFITS—ITS RAVAGES AND DEBASEMENTS—BURDENS FALL
UPON THE WEAK—TOLL OF DISEASE—NEGROES SINGULARLY
HEALTHY—NEGROES KILLED IN BATTLE—DEATHS FROM WOUNDS
AND OTHER CAUSES—REMARKABLE PHYSICAL STAMINA OF
RACE—HOUSEKEEPING IN KHAKI—HEALTHIEST WAR IN
HISTORY—INCREASED REGARD FOR MOTHERS—AN IDEAL FOR
CHILD MINDS—MORALE AND PROPAGANDA
NEGRO STEVEDORE, PIONEER AND LABOR UNITS—SWUNG
THE AXE AND TURNED THE WHEEL—THEY WERE
INDISPENSABLE—EVERYWHERE IN FRANCE—HEWERS OF WOOD,
DRAWERS OF WATER—NUMBERS AND DESIGNATIONS OF
UNITS—ACQUIRED SPLENDID REPUTATION—CONTESTS AND
AWARDS—PRIDE IN THEIR SERVICE—MEASURED UP TO MILITARY
STANDARDS—LESTER WALTON'S APPRECIATION—ELLA WHEELER
WILCOX'S POETIC TRIBUTE
MITIGATED THE HORRORS OF WAR—AT THE FRONT,
BEHIND THE LINES, AT HOME—CIRCLE FOR NEGRO WAR
RELIEF—ADDRESSED AND PRAISED BY ROOSEVELT—A NOTABLE
GATHERING—COLORED Y.M.C.A. WORK—UNSULLIED RECORD
OF ACHIEVEMENT—HOW THE "Y" CONDUCTED
BUSINESS—SECRETARIES ALL SPECIALISTS—NEGRO WOMEN IN
"Y" WORK—VALOR OF A NON-COMBATANT
HIS MECHANICAL ABILITY REQUIRED—SKILLED AT
SPECIAL TRADES—VICTORY DEPENDS UPON TECHNICAL
WORKERS—VAST RANGE OF OCCUPATION—NEGRO MAKES GOOD
SHOWING—PERCENTAGES OF WHITE AND COLORED—FIGURES FOR
GENERAL SERVICE
WOODROW WILSON, AN ESTIMATE—HIS PLACE IN
HISTORY—LAST OF GREAT TRIO—WASHINGTON, LINCOLN,
WILSON—UPHOLDS DECENCY, HUMANITY,
LIBERTY—RECAPITULATION OF YEAR 1918—CLOSING INCIDENTS
OF WAR
NEW YORK GREETS HER OWN—ECSTATIC DAY FOR OLD
15TH—WHITES AND BLACKS DO HONORS—A MONSTER
DEMONSTRATION—MANY DIGNITARIES REVIEW TROOPS—PARADE
OF MARTIAL POMP—CHEERS, MUSIC, FLOWERS AND
FEASTING—"HAYWARD'S SCRAPPING BABIES"—OFFICERS SHARE
GLORY—THEN CAME HENRY JOHNSON—SIMILAR SCENES
ELSEWHERE
BY JULIUS ROSENWALD, PRESIDENT SEARS, ROEBUCK &
CO, AND TRUSTEE OF TUSKEGEE INSTITUTE—A PLEA FOR INDUSTRIAL
OPPORTUNITY FOR THE NEGRO—TRIBUTE TO NEGRO AS SOLDIER AND
CIVILIAN—DUTY OF WHITES POINTED OUT—BUSINESS LEADER
AND PHILANTHROPIST SOUNDS KEYNOTE
AN EMANCIPATION DAY APPEAL FOR JUSTICE—BY W.
ALLISON SWEENEY
HELD—
BY DISTINGUISHED THINKERS AND WRITERS,
THAT THE NEGRO SOLDIER SHOULD BE GIVEN A CHANCE FOR PROMOTION AS
WELL AS A CHANCE TO DIE.
WHY—
WHITE OFFICERS OVER NEGRO
SOLDIERS?
THE OLD ORDER
CHANGETH, YIELDING PLACE TO NEW.
THROUGH THE
ARBITRAMENT OF WAR, BEHOLD A NEW AND BETTER AMERICA!
A NEW AND GIRDED NEGRO!
"THE WATCHES
OF THE NIGHT HAVE PASSED!"
"THE WATCHES
OF THE DAY BEGIN!"
FOREWORD
He was a red headed messenger boy and he handed me a letter in
a NILE GREEN ENVELOPE, and this is what I read:
Dear Mr. Sweeney:
When on the 25th of March the last instalment of the MSS of the
"History of the American Negro in the Great World War" was
returned to us from your hands, bearing the stamp of your
approval as to its historic accuracy; the wisdom and fairness of
the reflections and recommendations of the corps of compilers
placed at your service, giving you full authority to review the
result of their labors, your obligation to the publishers
ceased.
The transaction between us, a purely business one, had in every
particular upon your part been complied with. From thenceforward,
as far as you were obligated to the publishers, this History;
what it is; what it stands for; how it will be rated by the
reading masses—should be, and concretely, by your own
people you so worthily represent and are today their most
fearless and eloquent champion, is, as far as any obligation you
may have been under to us, not required of you to say.
Nevertheless, regardless of past business relations now at an
end, have you not an opinion directly of the finished work? A
word to say; the growth of which you have marked from its first
instalment to its last?
-The Publishers-
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HAVE I—
A word to say? And of this fine book?
THE BEST HISTORY OF THE AMERICAN NEGRO IN THE GREAT WORLD WAR,
THAT AS YET HAS BEEN WRITTEN OR WILL BE FOR YEARS TO COME?
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DOES—
The rose in bud respond to the wooing breath of the mornings of
June?
IS—
The whistle of robin red breast clearer and more exultant, as its
watchful gaze, bearing in its inscrutable depths the mystery of
all the centuries; the Omniscience of DIVINITY, discovers a
cherry tree bending to—
"The green grass"
from the weight of its blood red fruit?
* * * * *
DOES—
The nightingale respond to its mate; caroling its amatory
challenge from afar; across brake and dale and glen; beyond a
"Dim old forest" the earth bathed in the silver light of the
harvest moon!
* * * * *
EVEN SO—
And for the same reason which the wisest of us cannot explain,
that the rose, the robin and nightingale respond to the lure that
invites, the zephyrs that caress, I find myself moved to say not
only a word—a few, but many, of praise and commendation of
this book; the finished work, so graciously and so quickly
submitted for my inspection by the publishers.
THERE ARE—
Books and books; histories and histories, treatise after
treatise; covering every realm of speculative investigation;
every field of fact and fancy; of inspiration and deed, past and
present, that in this 20th century of haste and bustle, of
miraculous mechanical equipment, are born daily and die as
quickly. But there are also books, that like some men marked
before their birth for a place amongst the "Seats of the MIGHTY";
an association with the IMMORTALS, that
"Were not born to die."
* * * * *
IN THE—
Spiritualized humanity that broadened the vision and inspired the
pens of the devoted corps of writers, responding to my
suggestions and oversight in its preparation; the getting
together of data and facts, is reflected the incoming of a NEW
AND BROADER CHARITY—a stranger in our midst—of
glimpse and measurement of the Negro. Beyond the written word of
the text, the reader is gripped with a certain FELT but unprinted
power of suggestion, a sense of the nation's crime against him;
the Negro, stretching back through the centuries; the shame and
humiliation that is at last overtaking it, that has not been born
of the "Print Shops" since the sainted LINCOLN went his way,
leaving behind him a trail of glory, shining like the sun; in the
path of which, freed through the mandate of his great soul,
MARCHED FOUR MILLION NEGROES, now swollen to twelve, their story,
the saddest epic of the ages, of whom and in behalf of whom their
children; the generation now and those to come, this History was
collated and arranged. It is an EVANGEL proclaiming to the world,
their unsullied patriotism; their rapid fire loyalty, that
through all the years of the nation's life, has never
flickered—
"Has burned and burned
Forever the same",
"The records of valor decay",
* * * * *
LOOKING BACKWARDS—
The spell of the book strong upon you, you see in your mind's
eye, thousands of plantations covering a fourth of a continent of
a new and virgin land. The toilers "Black Folk"; men, women and
children—SLAVES!
* * * * *
YOU HEAR—
The crack of the "driver's" lash; the sullen bay of pursuing
hounds.
* * * * *
JUST OVER YONDER—
Is the "Auction Block". You hear the moans and screams of mothers
torn from their offspring. You see them driven away, herded like
cattle, chained like convicts, sold to "master's" in the "low
lands", to toil—
"Midst the cotton and the cane."
* * * * *
YOU LOOK—
And lo, swinging past are many Black men; garbed in "Blue",
keeping step to the music of the Union. You see them fall and
die, at Fort Pillow, Fort Wagner, Petersburg, the Wilderness,
Honey Hill—SLAUGHTERED! Above the din; the boom of cannon,
the rattle of small arms, the groans of the wounded and dying,
you hear the shout of one, as shattered and maimed he is being
borne from the field; "BOYS, THE OLD FLAG NEVER TOUCHED THE
GROUND!"
* * * * *
THE SCENE SHIFTS—
Fifty years have passed. You hear the clamor, the murmur and
shouts of gathering mobs. You see Black men and women hanging by
their necks to lamp posts, from the limbs of trees; in lonely
spots—DEAD! You see smoke curling upwards from BURNING
HOMES! There are piles of cinders and—DEAD MENS BONES!
* * * * *
NEARING ITS END—
The procession sweeps on. Staring you in the face; hailing from
East, West, North and South are banners; held aloft by unseen
hands, bearing on them—the quintessence of AMERICA'S
INGRATITUDE,—these devices:
"For American Negroes:
JIM CROW steam and trolley cars;
JIM CROW resident districts;
JIM CROW amen corners;
JIM CROW seats in theatres;
JIM CROW corners in cemeteries."
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HEREIN—
Lies the strength and worth of this unusual book, well and
deservingly named: A History of the American Negro in the Great
World War. Beyond merely recounting that story; than which there
has been nothing finer or more inspiring since the long away
centuries when the chivalry of the Middle Ages, in nodding plume
and lance in rest, battled for the Holy Sepulchre, it brings to
the Negro of America a message of cheer and reassurance. A sign,
couched in flaming characters for all men to see, appealing to
the spiritualized divination of the age, proclaiming that God is
NOT DEAD! That a NEW day is dawning; HAS dawned for the Negro in
America. A NEW liberty; broader and BETTER. A NEW Justice,
unshaded by the spectre of: "Previous condition!" That the unpaid
toil of thirty decades of African slavery in America is at last
to be liquidated. That the dead of our people, upon behalf of
this land that it might have a BIRTH, and having it might not
PERISH FROM THE EARTH, did not die in vain. That, in their
passage from earth, heroes—MARTYRS—in a superlative
sense they were seen and marked of the Father; were accorded a
place of record in the pages of the great WHITE BOOK with golden
seals, in the up worlds; above the stars and beyond the flaming
suns.
IT IS A HISTORY—
That will be read with instruction and benefit by thousands of
whites, but, and mark well this suggestion, it is one that should
be OWNED AND READ BY EVERY NEGRO IN THE LAND.
* * * * *
TYPOGRAPHICALLY—
Mechanically; that is to say, in those features that reflect the
finished artistic achievement of the Print, Picture and Binding
art; as seen in the bold clear type of its text, its striking and
beautiful illustrations, its illuminating title heads of division
and chapter; indicating at a glance the information to follow;
the whole appealing to the aesthetic; the sticklers for the rare
and beautiful; not overlooking its superb binding, it is most
pleasing to the sight, and worthy of the title it bears.
HISTORY OF THE AMERICAN NEGRO IN THE GREAT WORLD WAR
CHAPTER I.
SPIRITUAL EMANCIPATION OF NATIONS.
THE MARCH OF CIVILIZATION—WORLD SHOCKS TO STIR THE WORLD
HEART—FALSE DOCTRINES OF THE HUN—THE IRON HAND
CONCEALED—THE WORLD BEGINS TO AWAKEN—GERMAN DESIGNS
REVEALED—RUMBLINGS IN ADVANCE OF THE STORM—TRAGEDY
THAT HASTENED THE DAY—TOLSTOY'S PROPHECY—VINDICATION
OF NEGRO FAITH IN PROMISES OF THE LORD—DAWN OF FREEDOM FOR
ALL RACES.
The march of civilization is attended by strange influences.
Providence which directs the advancement of mankind, moves in
such mysterious ways that none can sense its design or reason out
its import. Frequently the forces of evil are turned to account
in defeating their own objects. Great tragedies, cruel wars,
cataclysms of woe, have acted as enlightening and refining
agents. Out of the famines of the past came experiences which
inculcated the thrift and fore-handedness of today.
Out of man's sufferings have come knowledge and fortitude. Out of
pain and tribulation, the attribute of sympathy—the first
spiritual manifestation instrumental in elevating the human above
the beast. Things worth while are never obtained without payment
of some kind.
Individual shocks stir the individual heart and conscience. Great
world shocks are necessary to stir the world conscience and
heart; to start those movements to right the wrongs in the world.
So long as peace reigned commerce was uninterrupted, and the
acquisition of wealth was not obstructed, men cared little for
the intrigues and ambitions of royalty. If they sensed them at
all, they lulled themselves into a feeling of security through
the belief that progress had attained too far, civilization had
secured too strong a hold, and democracy was too firmly rooted
for any ordinary menace to be considered.
So insidious and far reaching had become the inculcation of false
philosophies summed up in the general term Kultur, that the
subjects of the autocratic-ridden empires believed they were
being guided by benign influences. Many enlightened men; at least
it seems they must have been enlightened, in Germany and
Austria—men who possessed liberated intellects and were not
in the pay of the Kulturists—professed to believe that
despotism in the modern world could not be other than
benevolent.
The satanic hand was concealed in the soft glove; the cloven hoof
artistically fitted into the military boot; the tail carefully
tucked inside the uniform or dress suit; fiendish eyes were
taught to smile and gleam in sympathy and humor, or were masked
behind the heavy lenses of professorial dignity; the serpent's
hiss was trained to song, or drowned in crashing chords and given
to the world as a sublime harmony.
Suddenly the world awoke! The wooing harmony had changed to a
blast of war; the conductor's baton had become a bayonet; the
soft wind instrument barked the rifle's tone; its notes were
bullets that hissed and screamed; tinkling cymbals sounded the
wild blare of carnage, and sweet-throated horns of silver and
brass bellowed the cannon's deadly roar.
Civilization was so shocked that for long the exact sequence of
events was not comprehended. It required time and reflection to
clear away the brain benumbing vapors of the dream; to reach a
realization that liberty actually was tottering on her throne.
German propagandists had been so well organized, and so
effectively did they spread their poison; especially in the
western world that great men; national leaders were deceived,
while men in general were slow to get the true perspective; much
later than those at the seat of government.
A few far-seeing men had been alive to the German menace. Some
English statesmen felt it in a vague way, while in France where
the experience of 1870-71, had produced a wariness of all things
German, a limited number of men with penetrating, broadened
vision, had beheld the fair exterior of Kaiserism, even while
they recognized in the background, the slimy abode of the
serpent. For years they had sounded the warning until at last
their feeble voices attracted attention.
France, with her traditions of Napoleon, Moreau, Ney, Berthier
and others, with rare skill set about the work of perfecting an
army under the tutelage and direction of Joffre and Foch. The
defense maintained by its army in the earlier part of the
struggle provided the breathing space required by the other
allies. All through the struggle the staying power of the French
provided example and created the necessary morale for the
co-operating Allied forces, until our own gallant soldiers could
be mustered and sent abroad for the knockout blow.
As is usual where conspiracies to perform dark deeds are hatched
a clew or record is left behind. In spite of Germany's
protestations of innocence, her loud cries that the war was
forced upon her, there is ample evidence that for years she had
been planning it; that she wanted it and only awaited the
opportune time to launch it. It was a gradual unearthing and
examination of this evidence that at length revealed to the world
the astounding plot.
It is not necessary to touch more than briefly the evidence of
Germany's designs, and the intrigues through which she sought
world domination and the throttling of human liberty. The facts
are now too well established to need further confirmation. The
ruthless manner in which the Kaiser's forces prosecuted the war,
abandoning all pretense of civilization and relapsing into the
most utter barbarism, is enough to convince anyone of her
definite and well prepared program, which she was determined to
execute by every foul means under the sun.
She had skillfully been laying her lines and building her
military machine for more than forty years. As the time
approached for the blow she intended to strike, she found it
difficult to conceal her purposes. Noises from the armed
camp—bayings of the dogs of war—occasionally stirred
the sleeping world; an awakening almost occurred over what is
known as the Morocco incident.
On account of the weakness of the Moroccan government,
intervention by foreign powers had been frequent. Because of the
heavy investment of French capital and because the prevailing
anarchy in Morocco threatened her interests in Algeria, France
came to be regarded as having special interests in Morocco. In
1904 she gained the assent of Britain and the cooperation of
Spain in her policy. Germany made no protest; in fact, the German
Chancellor, von Bulow, declared that Germany was not specially
concerned with Moroccan affairs. But in 1905 Germany demanded a
reconsideration of the entire question.
France was forced against the will of her minister of foreign
affairs, Delcasse, to attend a conference at Algeciras. That
conference discussed placing Morocco under international control,
but because France was the only power capable of dealing with the
anarchy in the country, she was left in charge, subject to
certain Spanish rights, and allowed to continue her work. The
Germans again declared that they had no political interests in
Morocco.
In 1909, Germany openly recognized the political interests of
France in Morocco. In 1911 France was compelled by disorders in
the country to penetrate farther into the interior. Germany under
the pretext that her merchants were not getting fair treatment in
Morocco, reopened the entire question and sent her gunboat
Panther, to Agadir on the west coast of Africa, as if to
establish a port there, although she had no interests in that
part of the country. France protested vigorously and Britain
supported her.
Matters came very close to war. But Germany was not yet ready to
force the issue. Her action had been simply a pretext to find out
the extent to which England and France were ready to make common
cause. She recalled her gunboat and as a concession to obtain
peace, was permitted to acquire some territory in the French
Congo country. But German newspapers and German political
utterances showed much bitterness. Growling and snarling grew
apace in Germany, and to those who made a close study of the
situation it became evident that Germany sooner or later intended
to launch a war.
One of the characteristic German utterances of the time, came
from Albrect Wirth, a German political writer of standing, in
close touch with the thought and aims of his nation. The
utterance about to be quoted may, in the light of later events,
appear indiscreet, as Germany wished to avoid an appearance of
responsibility for the world war; but the minds of the German
people had to be prepared and this could not be accomplished
without some of the writers and public men letting the cat out of
the bag. Wirth said:
"Morocco is easily worth a big war, or several. At best—and
even prudent Germany is getting to be convinced of this—war
is only postponed and not abandoned. Is such a postponement to
our advantage? They say we must wait for a better moment. Wait
for the deepening of the Kiel canal, for our navy laws to take
full effect. It is not exactly diplomatic to announce publicly to
one's adversaries, 'To go to war now does not tempt us, but three
years hence we shall let loose a world war'—No; if a war is
really planned, not a word of it must be spoken; one's designs
must be enveloped in profound mystery; then brusquely, all of a
sudden, jump on the enemy like a robber in the darkness." The
heavy footed German had difficulty in moving with the stealth of
a robber, but the policy here recommended was followed.
In 1914, the three years indicated by Wirth had expired. There
began to occur dark comings and goings; mysterious meetings and
conferences on the continent of Europe. The German emperor,
accompanied by the princes and leaders of the German states,
began to cruise the border and northern seas of the Fatherland,
where they would be safe from listening ears, prying eyes,
newspapers, telephones and telegraphs. It became known that the
Kaiser was cultivating the weak-minded Russian czar in an attempt
to win his country from its alliance with England and France.
There were no open rumblings of war, but the air was charged with
electricity like that preceeding a storm.
An unaccountable business depression affected pretty much the
entire world. Money, that most sensitive of all things, began to
show nervousness and a tendency to go into hiding. The bulk of
the world was still asleep to the real meaning of events, but it
had begun to stir in its dreams, as if some prescience, some
premonition had begun to reach it even in its slumbers.
Finally the first big event occurred—the tragedy that was
not intended to accomplish as much, but which hastened the dawn
of the day in which began the Spiritual Emancipation of the
governments of earth. The Archduke Francis Ferdinand, nephew of
the emperor of Austria, heir to the throne of Austria-Hungary and
commander in chief of its army, and his wife the duchess of
Hohenburg, were assassinated June 28, 1914, by a Serbian student,
Gavrio Prinzip. The assassination occurred at Sarajevo in Bosnia,
a dependency, or rather, a Slavic state that had been seized by
Austria. It was the lightning flash that preceeded the thunder's
mighty crash.
Much has been written of the causes which led to the tragedy.
Prinzip may have been a fanatic, but he was undoubtedly aided in
his act by a number of others. The natural inference immediately
formed was that the murder was the outcome of years of ill
feeling between Serbia and Austria-Hungary, due to the belief of
the people in the smaller state, that their aspirations as a
nation were hampered and blocked by the German element in the
Austrian empire. The countries had been on the verge of war
several years before over the seizure of Bosnia and Herzegovina
by Austria, and later over the disposition of Scutari and certain
Albanian territory conquered in the Balkan-Turkish struggle.
Events are coming to light which may place a new construction on
the causes leading to the assassination at Sarajevo. It was
undoubtedly the pretext sought by Germany for starting the great
war. Whether it may not have been carefully planned to serve that
object and the Serbian Prinzip, employed as a tool to bring it
about, is not so certain.
Several years prior to the war, the celebrated Russian, Tolstoy,
gave utterance to a remarkable prophecy. Tolstoy was a mystic,
and it was not unusual for him to go into a semi-trance state in
which he professed to peer far into the future and obtain visions
of things beyond the ken of average men. The Russian czar was
superstitious and it is said that the German emperor had a strong
leaning towards the mystic and psychic. In fact, it has been
stated that the Kaiser's claim to a partnership with The Almighty
was the result of delusions formed in his consultations with
mediums—the modern descendants of the soothsayers of olden
times.
Tolstoy stated that both the Czar and the Kaiser desired to
consult with him and test his powers of divination. The three had
a memorable sitting. Some time afterwards the results were given
to the world. Tolstoy predicted the great war, and he stated his
belief that the torch which would start the conflagration would
be lighted in the Balkans about 1913.
Tolstoy was not a friend of either Russian or German autocracy,
hence his seance may have been but a clever ruse to discover what
was in the minds of the two rulers. Germany probably was not
ready to start the war in 1913, but there is abundant warrant for
the belief that she was trimming the torch at that time, and, who
knows, the deluded Prinzip may have been the torch.
The old dotard Francis Joseph who occupied the throne of
Austria-Hungary, was completely under the domination of the
Germans. He could be relied upon to further any designs which the
Kaiser and the German war lords might have.
The younger man, Francis Ferdinand, was not so easy to handle as
his aged uncle. Accounts agree that he was arrogant, ambitious
and had a will of his own. He was unpopular in his country and
probably unpopular with the Germans. Being of the disposition he
was, it is very likely that the Kaiser found it difficult to bend
him completely to his will. Being a stumbling block in the way of
German aims, is it not reasonably probable that Germany desired
to get rid of him, thus leaving Austria-Hungary completely in the
power of its tool and puppet, Francis Joseph, and in the event of
his death, in the power of the young and suppliant Karl; another
instrument easily bent to the German will?
The wife of the archduke, assassinated with him, was a Bohemian,
her maiden name being Sophie Chotek. She was not of noble blood
as Bohemia had no nobles. They had been driven out of the country
centuries before and their titles and estates conferred on
indigent Spanish and Austrian adventurers. Not being of noble
birth, she was but the morgantic wife of the Austrian heir.
Titles were afterwards conferred upon her. She was made a
countess and then a duchess. Some say she had been an actress;
not unlikely, for actresses possessed an especial appeal to
Austrian royalty. The cruel Hapsburgs rendered dull witted and
inefficient by generations of inbreeding, were fascinated by the
bright and handsome women of the stage. At any rate, Sophie
Chotek belonged to that virile, practical race Bohemians, (also
called Czechs) that gave to the world John Huss, who lighted the
fires of religious and civil liberty in Central Europe, giving
advent later to the work of Martin Luther.
Bohemians had always been liberty-loving. They had been anxious
for three centuries to throw off the yoke of Austria. There is no
record that Sophie Chotek sympathized with the aims of her
countrymen or that she was not in complete accord with the views
of her husband and the political interests of the empire. But the
experiences of the Germans and Austrians had taught them that a
Bohemian was likely to remain always a Bohemian and that his
freedom-loving people would not countenance plans having in view
the enslavement of other nations. The Germans may have looked
with suspicion upon the Bohemian wife of the archduke and thought
it advisable to remove her also.
Prinzip was thrown into prison and kept there until he died. No
statement he may have made ever had a chance to reach the world.
No one knows whether he was a German or a Serbian tool. He does
not seem to have been an anarchist; neither does he seem to have
been of the type that would commit such a crime voluntarily,
knowing full well the consequences. It is not hard to believe
that he was under pay and promised full protection.
Probably no Bohemian considers Sophie Chotek a martyr; indeed,
the evidence is strong that she was not. Her heart and soul
probably were with her royal spouse. But an interesting outcome
is, that her assassination, a contributing cause to the war,
finally led to the downfall of Germany, the wreck of Austria, the
freedom of her native country, and that Spiritual Emancipation of
nations and races, then so gloriously under way.
Also, to the thoughtful and philosophic observer of maturing
symptoms transpiring continuously in the affairs of mankind; the
fate of those nations of earth that in their strength and
arrogance mock the Master, furnish a striking corroborative
vindication of the Negro's faith in the promises of the Lord; the
glory and power of His coming. From the date, reckoning from
moment and second, that Gavrio Prinzip done to death the heir to
the throne of Austria-Hungary and his duchess, there commenced
not alone a new day, a new hope and Emancipation of the whites of
earth; empire kingdom, principality and tribe, but of the blacks;
the Negro as well, so mysteriously; bewilderingly, moves God His
wonders to perform.
It was that subliminated faith in the ubiquity and omniscience of
God; the unchangeableness of His word; than which the world has
witnessed; known nothing finer; the story of the concurrent
causes that projected the Negro into the World War, from whence
he emerged covered with glory, followed by the plaudits of
mankind, that became the inspiration of this work—his story
of devotion, valor and patriotism; of unmurmuring sacrifice;
worthy the pens of the mighty, but which the historian, as best
he may will tell: "NOTHING extenuate, nor set down
AUGHT in malice."
CHAPTER II.
HANDWRITING ON THE WALL.
Likened to Belshazzar—The Kaiser's Feasts—In His
Heart Barbaric Pride of the Potentates of Old—German
Madness for War—Insolent Demands—Forty-eight Hours to
Prevent a World War—Comment of Statesmen and
Leaders—The War Starts—Italy Breaks Her
Alliance—Germanic Powers Weighed and Found
Wanting—Spirit Wins Over Materialism—Civilization's
Lamp Dimmed but not Darkened.
Belshazzar of Babylon sat at a feast. Very much after the fashion
of modern kings they were good at feasting in those olden days.
The farthest limits of the kingdom had been searched for every
delight and delicacy. Honeyed wines, flamingo's tongues, game
from the hills, fruits from vine and tree, spices from grove and
forest, vegetables from field and garden, fish from stream and
sea; every resource of Mother Earth that could contribute to
appetite or sensual pleasure was brought to the king's table.
Singers, minstrels, dancers, magicians, entertainers of every
description were summoned to the palace that they might
contribute to the vanity of the monarch, and impress the
onlooking nations about him.
He desired to be known and feared as the greatest monarch on
earth; ruling as he did over the world's greatest city. His
triumphs had been many. He had come to believe that his power
proceeded directly from the god Bel, and that he was the chosen
and anointed of that deity.
This was the period of his prime; of Babylon's greatest glory;
his kingdom seemed so firmly established he had no thought it
could be shaken. But misleading are the dreams of kings; his
kingdom was suddenly menaced from without, by Cyrus of Persia,
another great monarch. There were also dangers from within, but
courtiers and flatterers kept this knowledge from him. Priests of
rival gods had set themselves up within the empire; spies from
without and conspirators within were secretly undermining the
power of the intrenched despot.
Such was Belshazzar in his pride; such his kingdom and empire.
And, so it was, this was to be an orgy that would set a record
for all time to come.
Artists and artisans of the highest skill had been summoned to
the work of beautifying the enormous palace; its gardens and
grounds, innumerable slaves furnishing the labor. The gold and
silver of the nation was gathered and beaten into ornaments and
woven into beautiful designs to grace the occasion. There was a
profusion of the most gorgeous plumage and richest fabrics, while
over all were sprinkled in unheard of prodigality, the rarest
gems and jewels. It was indeed to be a fitting celebration of the
glory of Bel, and the power and magnificence of his earthly
representative; heathen opulence, heathen pride and sensuality
were to outdo themselves.
The revel started at a tremendous pace. No such wines and viands
ever before had been served. No such music ever had been heard
and no such dancers and entertainers ever before had appeared,
but, fool that he was, he had reckoned without his host; had made
a covenant with Death and Hell and had known it not, and the hour
of atonement was upon him; the handwriting on the wall of the
true and outraged God, conveyed the information; short and crisp,
that he had been weighed; he and his kingdom in the balance and
found wanting; the hour—his hour, had struck; the time of
restitution and atonement long on the way, had come; Babylon was
to fall—FELL!—and for twenty-five centuries its glory
and its power has been a story that is told; its magnificence but
heaps of sand in the desert where night birds shriek and wild
beasts find their lair.
In the Kaiser's heart was the same barbaric pride, the same
ambition, the same worship of a false god and the same belief
that he was the especial agent of that deity.
His extravagances of vision and ambition were no less
demoralizing to humanity and civilization, than those that
brought decay and ruin to the potentates of old. He graced them
with all the luxury and exuberance that modern civilization,
without arousing rebellious complaint among his subjects, would
permit. His gatherings appeared to be arranged for the bringing
together of the bright minds of the empire, that there might be
an exchange of thought and sentiment that would work to the good
of his country and the happiness of the world. Frequently
ministers, princes and statesmen from other countries were
present, that they might become acquainted with the German
idea—its kultur—working for the good of humanity.
Here was The Beast mentioned in Revelations, in a different
guise; wearing the face of benevolence and clothed in the raiment
of Heaven. There were feasts of which the German people knew
nothing, and to which foreign ambassadors were not invited. At
these feasts the wines were furnished by Belial. They were
occasions for the glorification of the German god of war; of
greed and conquest; ambition and vanity; without pity, sympathy
or honor.
Ruthless, vain, arrogant minds met the same qualities in their
leader. Some knew and welcomed the fact that the devil was their
guest of honor; perhaps others did not know it. Deluded as they
all were and blinded by pride and self-seeking, the same
handwriting that told Belshazzar of disaster was on the wall, but
they could not or would not see it. There was no Daniel to
interpret for them.
German madness for war asserted itself in the ultimatum sent by
Austria to Serbia after the assassination at Sarajevo. Sufficient
time had hardly elapsed for an investigation of the crime and the
fixing of the responsibility, before Austria made a most insolent
demand upon Serbia.
The smaller nation avowed her innocence of any participation in
the murder; offered to make amends, and if it were discovered
that the conspiracy had been hatched on Serbian soil, to assist
in bringing to justice any confederates in the crime the assassin
may have had.
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| NEGRO SOLDIERS ON THE RIFLE RANGE AT CAMP GRANT, ILLINOIS.
BEING TAUGHT MARKSMANSHIP. AN IDEAL LOCATION RESEMBLING BATTLE
AREAS IN FRANCE. |
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| MEDICAL DETACHMENT 365TH INFANTRY. A REPRESENTATIVE GROUP OF
MEDICAL OFFICERS AND THEIR FIELD ASSISTANTS. THIS BRANCH OF THE
92ND DIVISION RENDERED MOST VALOROUS SERVICE. |
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| BAYONET EXERCISES IN THE TRAINING CAMP. |
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| SPORTS AND PHYSICAL EXERCISE IN THE TRAINING CAMP. |
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| NEGRO TROOPS DRILLING. SCENE AT CAMP MEADE, MD., WHERE A
PORTION OF THE 93RD DIVISION AND OTHER EFFICIENT UNITS WERE
TRAINED. |
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| AN EQUINE BARBER SHOP NEAR THE CAMP. ONE OF THE DUTIES
INCIDENT TO THE TRAINING CAMP. |
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| TROOPERS OF 10TH CAVALRY GOING INTO MEXICO. THESE HEROIC
NEGRO SOLDIERS WERE AMBUSHED NEAR CARRIZAL AND SUFFERED A LOSS OF
HALF THEIR NUMBER IN ONE OF THE BRAVEST FIGHTS ON RECORD. |
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| TENTH CAVALRY SURVIVORS OF CARRIZAL. DESPOILED OF THEIR
UNIFORMS BY THE MEXICANS THEY ARRIVE AT EL PASO IN OVERALLS. LEM
SPILLSBURY, WHITE SCOUT IN CENTER. EACH SOLDIER HAS A BOUQUET OF
FLOWERS. |
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| AMERICA'S WAR TIME PRESIDENT. THIS PHOTOGRAPH OF WOODROW
WILSON WAS ESPECIALLY POSED DURING THE WAR. IN HIS STUDY AT THE
WHITE HOUSE. |
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| DR. J.E. MOORLAND, SENIOR SECRETARY OF COLORED MEN'S DEPT.,
INTERNATIONAL Y.M.C.A. THE MAN LARGELY RESPONSIBLE FOR SUCCESS OF
HIS RACE IN "Y" WORK. |
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| A TYPICAL GROUP OF "Y" WORKERS, SECRETARY SNYDER AND STAFF.
Y.M.C.A. NO.7, CAMP GRANT, ILLINOIS. |
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| PRESIDENT WOODROW WILSON (AT HEAD OF TABLE) AND HIS WAR
CABINET. LEFT—W.G. MCADOO SECRETARY OF THE TREASURY; THOMAS
W. GREGORY, ATTY. GENL.; JOSEPHUS DANIELS, SEC. OF NAVY; D.F.
HOUSTON, SEC. OF AGRICULTURE; WILLIAM B. WILSON, SEC. OF LABOR.
RIGHT—ROBERT LANSING, SEC. OF STATE; NEWTON D. BAKER, SEC.
OF WAR; A.S. BURLESON, POSTMASTER-GENERAL; FRANKLIN K. LANE, SEC.
OF INTERIOR; WILLIAM C. REDFIELD, SEC. OF COMMERCE. |
With a war likely to involve the greater part of Europe
hanging on the issue, it was a time for cool judgment, sober
statesmanship and careful action on all sides. Months should have
been devoted to an investigation.
But Germany and Austria did not want a sober investigation. They
were afraid that while it was proceeding the pretext for war
might vanish. As surmised above, they also may have feared that
the responsibility for the act would be placed in quarters that
would be embarrassing to them.
On July 23, 1914, just twenty-five days after the murder, Austria
delivered her demands upon Serbia and placed a time limit of
forty-eight hours for their acceptance. With the fate of a nation
and the probable embroiling of all Europe hanging on the outcome,
forty-eight hours was a time too brief for proper consideration.
Serbia could hardly summon her statesmen in that time.
Nevertheless the little country, realizing the awful peril that
impended, and that she alone would not be the sufferer, bravely
put aside all selfish considerations and practically all
considerations of national pride and honor.
The records show that every demand which Austria made on Serbia
was granted except one, which was only conditionally refused.
Although this demand involved the very sovereignty of
Serbia—her existence as a nation—the government
offered to submit the matter to mediation or arbitration. But
Austria, cats-pawing for Germany, did not want her demands
accepted. The one clause was inserted purposely, because they
knew it could not be accepted. With Serbia meeting the situation
honestly and going over ninety percent of the way towards an
amicable adjustment, the diplomacy that could not obtain peace
out of such a situation, must have been imbecile or corrupt to
the last degree.
An American historian discussing causes in the early stages of
the war, said:
"The German Imperial Chancellor pays no high
compliment to the intelligence of the American people when he
asks them to believe that 'the war is a life-and-death struggle
between Germany and the Muscovite races of Russia', and was due
to the royal murders at Sarajevo.
"To say that all Europe had to be plunged into the most
devastating war of human history because an Austrian subject
murdered the heir to the Austrian throne on Austrian soil in a
conspiracy in which Serbians were implicated, is too absurd to be
treated seriously. Great wars do not follow from such causes,
although any pretext, however trivial, may be regarded as
sufficient when war is deliberately sought.
"Nor is the Imperial Chancellor's declaration that 'the war is a
life-and-death struggle between Germany and the Muscovite races
of Russia' convincing in the slightest degree. So far as the
Russian menace to Germany is concerned, the Staats-Zeitung is
much nearer the truth when its editor, Mr. Ridder, boasts that
'no Russian army ever waged a successful war against a
first-class power.'
"The life-and-death struggle between Germany and the Muscovite
races of Russia is a diplomatic fiction invented after German
Autocracy, taking advantage of the Serbian incident, set forth to
destroy France. It was through no fear of Russia that Germany
violated her solemn treaty obligations by invading the neutrality
of Belgium and Luxemburg. It was through no fear of Russia that
Germany had massed most of her army near the frontiers of France,
leaving only six army corps to hold Russia in check. Germany's
policy as it stands revealed by her military operations was to
crush France and then make terms with Russia. The policy has
failed because of the unexpected resistance of the Belgians and
the refusal of Great Britain to buy peace at the expense of her
honor."
"For twenty-five years William II has made Europe
live under the weight of a horrible nightmare. He has found sheer
delight in keeping it in a state of perpetual anxiety over his
boastful utterances of power and the sharpened sword.
"Five threats of war have been launched against us since 1875. At
the sixth he finds himself caught in the toils he had laid for
us. He threatened the very springs of England's power, though she
was more than pacific in her attitude toward him.
"For many years, thanks to him, the Continent has had to join in
a giddy race of armaments, drying up the sources of economic
development and exposing our finances to a crisis which we shrank
from discussing. We must have done with this crowned comedian,
poet, musician, sailor, warrior, pastor; this commentator
absorbed in reconciling Hammurabi with the Bible, giving his
opinion on every problem of philosophy, speaking of everything,
saying nothing." M. Clemenceau summed up the Kaiser as "another
Nero; but Rome in flames is not sufficient for him—he
demands the destruction of the universe."
"I assert that never before in human history has
there been a war with less pretense of justification. It is the
supreme crime of the ages; a blow at the very throat of
civilization. The three nations which began it, Austria, Russia
and Germany, are governed, the first by a doddering imbecile, the
second by a weak-minded melancholic, and the third by an
epileptic degenerate, drunk upon the vision of himself as the war
lord of Europe. Behind each of These men is a little clique of
blood-thirsty aristocrats. They fall into a quarrel among
themselves. The pretext is that Serbia instigated the murder of
the heir apparent to the Austrian throne. There is good reason
far believing that as a matter of fact this murder was instigated
by the war party in Austria, because the heir apparent had
democratic and anti-military tendencies. First they murder him
and then they use his death as a pretext for plunging the whole
of civilization into a murderous strife."
"Sooner or later the nations engaged in war will find
themselves spent and weary. There will be victory for some,
defeat for others, and profit for none. There can hardly be any
lasting laurels for any of the contending parties. To change the
map of Europe is not worth the price of a single human life.
Patriotism should never rise above humanity.
"The history of war is merely a succession of blunders. Each
treaty of peace sows the seed of future strife.
"War offends our intelligence and outrages our sympathies. We can
but stand aside and murmur 'The pity of it all. The pity of it
all.'
"War breeds socialism. At night the opposing hosts rest on their
arms, searching the heavens for the riddle of life and death, and
wondering what their tomorrow will bring forth. Around a thousand
camp fires the steady conviction is being driven home that this
sacrifice of life might all be avoided. It seems difficult to
realize that millions of men, skilled by years of constant
application, have left the factory, the mill, or the desk to
waste not only their time but their very lives and possibly the
lives of those dependent on them to wage war, brother against
brother.
"The more reasonable it appears that peace must quickly come, the
more hopeless does it seem. I am convinced that an overwhelming
majority of the populations of Germany, England and France are
opposed to this war. The Governments of these states do not want
war.
"War deals in human life as recklessly as the gambler in
money.
"Imagine the point of view of a commanding general who is
confronted with the task of taking a fortress; 'That position
will cost me five thousand lives; it will be cheap at the price,
for it must be taken.'
"He discounts five thousand human lives as easily as the
manufacturer marks off five thousand dollars for depreciation.
And so five thousand homes are saddened that another flag may fly
over a few feet of fortified masonry. What a grim joke for Europe
to play upon humanity."
"This war is not going to end in diplomacy; it is
going to end diplomacy.
"It is quite a different sort of war from any that have gone
before. At the end there will be no conference of Europe on the
old lines, but a conference of the world. It will make a peace
that will put an end to Krupp, and the spirit of Krupp and
Kruppism and the private armament firms behind Krupp for
evermore."
CHAPTER III.
MILITARISM AND AUTOCRACY DOOMED.
GERMANY'S MACHINE—HER SCIENTIFIC ENDEAVOR TO MOLD
SOLDIERS—INFLUENCE ON THOUGHT AND LIVES OF THE
PEOPLE—MILITARISM IN THE HOME—THE STATUS OF
WOMAN—FALSE THEORIES AND FALSE GODS—THE SYSTEM
ORDAINED TO PERISH—WAR'S SHOCKS—AMERICA INCLINES TO
NEUTRALITY—GERMAN AND FRENCH TREATMENT OF NEUTRALS
CONTRASTED—EXPERIENCES OF AMERICANS ABROAD AND ENROUTE
HOME—STATUE OF LIBERTY TAKES ON NEW BEAUTY—BLOOD OF
NEGRO AND WHITE TO FLOW.
Those who had followed the Kaiser's attitudes and their
reflections preceeding the war in the German military party, were
struck by a strange blending of martial glory and Christian
compunction. No one prays more loudly than the hypocrite and none
so smug as the devil when a saint he would be.
During long years the military machine had been under
construction. Human ingenuity had been reduced to a remarkable
state of organization and efficiency. One of the principal phases
of Kultur was the inauguration of a sort of scientific discipline
which made the German people not only soldiers in the field, but
soldiers in the workshop, in the laboratory and at the desk. The
system extended to the schools and universities and permeated the
thought of the nation. It particularly was reflected in the home;
the domestic arrangements and customs of the people. The German
husband was the commander-in-chief of his household. It was not
that benevolent lordship which the man of the house assumes
toward his wife and family in other nations. The stern note of
command was always evident; that attitude of "attention!" "eyes
front!" and unquestioning obedience.
German women always were subordinate to their husbands and the
male members of their families. It was not because the man made
the living and supported the woman. Frequently the German woman
contributed as much towards the support of the family as the
males; it was because the German male by the system which had
been inculcated into him, regarded himself as a superior being
and his women as inferiors, made for drudgery, for child-bearing,
and for contributors to his comforts and pleasures. His attitude
was pretty much like that of the American Indian towards his
squaw.
Germany was the only nation on earth pretending to civilization
in which women took the place of beasts of burden. They not only
worked in the fields, but frequently pulled the plow and other
implements of agriculture. It was not an uncommon sight in
Germany to see a woman and a large dog harnessed together drawing
a milk cart. When it became necessary to deliver the milk the
woman slipped her part of the harness, served the customer,
resumed her harness and went on to the next stop. In Belgium, in
Holland and in France, women delivered the milk also, but the
cart always was drawn by one or two large dogs or other animals
and the woman was the driver. In Austria it was a strange sight
to foreigners, but occasioned no remark among the people, to see
women drawing carts and wagons in which were seated their lords
and masters. Not infrequently the boss wielded a whip.
The pride of the German nation was in its efficient workmen.
Friends of the country and its system have pointed to the fact of
universal labor as its great virtue; because to work is good.
Really, they were compelled to work. Long hours and the last
degree of efficiency were necessary in order to meet the
requirements of life and the tremendous burdens of taxation
caused by the army, the navy, the fortifications and the military
machine in general; to say nothing of the expense of maintaining
the autocratic pomp of the Kaiser, his sons and satellites. Every
member of the German family had his or her task, even to the
little three-year-old toddler whose business it was to look after
the brooms, dust rags and other household utensils. There was
nothing of cheerfulness or even of the dignity of labor about
this. It was hard, unceasing, grinding toil which crushed the
spirits of the people. It was part of the system to cause them to
welcome war as a diversion.
To the German mind everything had an aspect of seriousness. The
people took their pleasures seriously. On their holidays, mostly
occasions on which they celebrated an event in history or the
birthday of a monarch or military hero, or during the hours which
they could devote to relaxation, they gathered with serious,
stolid faces in beer gardens. If they danced it was mostly a
cumbersome performance. Generally they preferred to sit and blink
behind great foaming tankards and listen to intellectual music.
No other nation had such music. It was so intellectual in itself
that it relieved the listeners of the necessity of thinking.
There was not much of melody in it; little of the dance movement
and very little of the lighter and gayer manifestations of life.
It has been described as a sort of harmonious discord, typifying
mysterious, tragic and awe-inspiring things. The people sat and
ate their heavy food and drank their beer, their ears engaged
with the strains of the orchestra, their eyes by the movements of
the conductor, while their tired brains rested and digestion
proceeded.
To the average German family a picnic or a day's outing was a
serious affair. The labor of preparation was considerable and
then they covered as much of the distance as possible by walking
in order to save carfare. In the parade was the tired, careworn
wife usually carrying one, sometimes two infants in her arms. The
other children lugged the lunch baskets, hammocks, umbrellas and
other paraphernalia. At the head of the procession majestically
marched the lord of the outfit, smoking his cigar or pipe; a
suggestion of the goose-step in his stride, carrying nothing,
except his dignity and military deportment. With this kind of
start the reader can imagine the good time they all had.
MILITARISM AND AUTOCRACY DOOMED Joy to the German mind in mass
was an unknown quantity. The literature on which they fed was
heavier and more somber than their music. When the average German
tried to be gay and playful he reminded one of an elephant trying
to caper. Their humor in the main, manifested itself in coarse
and vulgar jests.
For athletics they had their turn vereins in which men went
through hard, laborious exercises which made them muscle-bound.
Their favorite sports were hunting and fencing—the desire
to kill or wound. They rowed some but they knew nothing of
baseball, boxing, tennis, golf or the usual sports so popular
with young men in England, France and America. Aside from
fencing, they had not a sport calculated to produce agility or
nimbleness of foot and brain.
Their emotions expanded and their sentiments thrilled at the
spectacle of war. Uniforms, helmets and gold lace delighted their
eyes. The parade, the guard mount, the review were the finest
things they knew. To a people trained in such a school and
purposely given great burdens that they might attain fortitude,
war was second nature. They welcomed it as a sort of pastime.
In the system on which Kultur was based, it was necessary to
strike deeply the religious note; no difference if it was a false
note. The German ear was so accustomed to discord it could not
recognize the true from the false. The Kaiser was heralded to his
people as a deeply religious man. In his public utterances he
never failed to call upon God to grant him aid and bless his
works.
One of the old traditions of the Fatherland was that the king,
being specially appointed by God, could do no wrong. To the
thinking portion of the nation this could have been nothing less
than absurd fallacy, but where the majority do not think; if a
thing is asserted strongly and often enough, they come to accept
it. It becomes a belief. The people had become so impressed with
the devoutness of the Kaiser and his assumption of Divine
guidance, that the great majority of them believed the kaiser was
always right; that he could do no wrong. When the great blow of
war finally was struck the Kaiser asked his God to look down and
bless the sword that he had drawn; a prayer altogether consistent
coming from his lips, for the god he worshipped loved war, was a
god of famine, rapine and blood. From the moment of that appeal,
military autocracy and absolute monarchy were doomed. It took
time, it took lives, it took more treasure than a thousand men
could count in a lifetime. But the assault had been against
civilization, on the very foundation of all that humanity had
gained through countless centuries. The forces of light were too
strong for it; would not permit it to triumph.
The President of the United States, from the bedside of his dying
wife, appealed to the nations for some means of reaching peace
for Europe. The last thoughts of his dying helpmate, were of the
great responsibility resting upon her husband incident to the
awful crisis in the lives of the nations of earth, that was
becoming more pronounced with each second of time.
The Pope was stricken to death by the great calamity to
civilization. A few minutes before the end came he said that the
Almighty in His infinite mercy was removing him from the world to
spare him the anguish of the awful war.
The first inclination of America was to be neutral. She was far
removed from the scenes of strife and knew little of the hidden
springs and causes of the war. Excepting in the case of a few of
her public men; her editors, professors and scholars, European
politics were as a sealed book. The president of the United
States declared for neutrality; that individual and nation should
avoid the inflaming touch of the war passion. We kept that
attitude as long as was consistent with national patience and the
larger claims of HUMANITY and universal
JUSTICE.
As an evidence of our lack of knowledge of the impending
conflict, a party of Christian men were on the sea with the
humanitarian object in view of attending a world's peace
conference in Constance, Germany—Germany of all places,
then engaged in trying to burn up the world. Arriving in Paris,
the party received its first news that a great European war was
about to begin. Steamship offices were being stormed by crowds of
frantic American tourists. Martial law was declared. The streets
were alive with soldiers and weeping women. Shops were closed,
the clerks having been drafted into the army. The city hummed
with militarism.
Underneath the excitement was the stern, stoic attitude of the
French in preparing to meet their old enemy, combined with their
calmness in refraining from outbreaks against German residents of
Paris. One of the party alluding to the incongruous position in
which the peace delegates found themselves, said:
"It might be interesting to observe the unique and
almost humorous situation into which these peace delegates were
thrown. Starting out a week before with the largest hope and most
enthusiastic anticipation of effecting a closer tie between
nations, and swinging the churches of Christendom into a clearer
alignment against international martial attitudes, we were
instantly 'disarmed,' bound, and cast into chains of utter
helplessness, not even feeling free to express the feeblest
sentiment against the high rising tide of military activity. We
were lost on a tempestuous sea; the dove of peace had been
beaten, broken winged to shore, and the olive branch lost in its
general fury."
"We are in a state of tense expectation, so acute
that it dulls the senses; Paris is relapsing into the condition
of an audience assisting at a thrilling drama with intolerably
long entr'acts, during which it tries to think of its own
personal affairs.
"We know that pages of history are being rapidly engraved in
steel, written in blood, illuminated in the margin with glory on
a background of heroism and suffering, not more than a few score
miles away.
"The shrieking camelots (peddlers) gallop through the streets
waving their news sheets, but it is almost always news of
twenty-four hours ago. The iron hand of the censor reduces the
press to a monotonous repetition of the same formula. Only
headlines give scope for originality. Of local news there is
none. There is nothing doing in Paris but steady preparation for
meeting contingencies by organizing ambulances and relief for the
poor."
CHAPTER IV.
AWAKENING OF AMERICA.
PRESIDENT CLINGS TO NEUTRALITY—MONROE DOCTRINE AND
WASHINGTON'S WARNING—GERMAN CRIMES AND GERMAN
VICTORIES—CARDINAL MERCIER'S LETTER—MILITARY
OPERATIONS—FIRST SUBMARINE ACTIVITIES—THE LUSITANIA
OUTRAGE—EXCHANGE OF NOTES—UNITED STATES
AROUSED—ROLE OF PASSIVE ONLOOKER BECOMES
IRKSOME—FIRST MODIFICATION OF PRINCIPLES OF WASHINGTON AND
MONROE—OUR DESTINY LOOMS.
August 4, 1914, President Wilson proclaimed the neutrality of the
United States. A more consistent attempt to maintain that
attitude was never made by a nation. In an appeal addressed to
the American people on August 18th, the president implored the
citizens to refrain from "taking sides." Part of his utterance on
that occasion was:
"We must be impartial in thought as well as in
action, must put a curb upon our sentiments as well as upon every
transaction that might be construed as a preference of one party
to the struggle before another.
"My thought is of America. I am speaking, I feel sure, the
earnest wish and purpose of every thoughtful American that this
great country of ours, which is, of course, the first in our
thoughts and in our hearts, should show herself in this time of
peculiar trial a nation fit beyond others to exhibit the fine
poise of undisturbed judgment, the dignity of self-control, the
efficiency of dispassionate action; a nation that neither sits in
judgment upon others, nor is disturbed in her own counsels, and
which keeps herself fit and free to do what is honest and
disinterested and truly serviceable for the peace of the
world.
"Against the insidious wiles of foreign influence (I
conjure you to believe me, fellow citizens) the jealousy of a
free people ought to constantly awake, since history and
experience prove that foreign influence is one of the most
baneful foes of republican government—Europe has a set of
primary interests which to us have none or a very remote
relation. Hence she must be engaged in frequent controversies,
the causes of which are essentially foreign to our concern.
Hence, therefore, it must be unwise in us to implicate ourselves
by artificial ties in the ordinary vicissitudes of her politics
or the ordinary combinations and collisions of her friendships or
enmities."
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| OFFICIAL RED CROSS PHOTOGRAPHS NEGRO SOLDIERS AND RED CROSS
WORKERS IN FRONT OF CANTEEN, HAMLET, N.C. |
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| PHOTO FROM UNDERWOOD & UNDERWOOD, N.Y. COLORED RED CROSS
WORKERS FROM THE CANTEEN AT ATLANTA, GA., FEEDING SOLDIERS AT
RAILWAY STATION. |
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| OFFICIAL RED CROSS PHOTOGRAPHS COLORED WOMEN IN HOSPITAL
GARMENTS CLASS OF BRANCH NO. 6. NEW ORLEANS CHAPTER, AMERICAN RED
CROSS. LOUISE J. ROSS, DIRECTOR. |
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| PHOTO FROM UNDERWOOD & UNDERWOOD, N.Y. RED CROSS WORKERS.
PROMINENT COLORED WOMEN OF ATLANTA, GA., WHO ORGANIZED CANTEEN
FOR RELIEF OF NEGRO SOLDIERS GOING TO AND RETURNING FROM
WAR. |
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| THE GAME IS ON. A BASEBALL MATCH BETWEEN NEGRO AND WHITE
TROOPS IN ONE OF THE TRAINING AREAS IN FRANCE. |
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| OFFICIAL PHOTOGRAPHS, U.S. ARMY COL. WILLIAM HAYWARD OF 369TH
INFANTRY PLAYING BASEBALL WITH HIS NEGRO SOLDIERS AT ST. NAZAIRE,
FRANCE. |
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| JAZZ AND SOUTHERN MELODIES HASTEN CURE. NEGRO SAILOR
ENTERTAINING DISABLED NAVY MEN IN HOSPITAL FOR
CONVALESCENTS. |
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| ENJOYING A BIT OF CAKE BAKED AT THE AMERICAN RED CROSS
CANTEEN AT IS-SUR-TILLE, FRANCE. |
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| CORPORAL FRED. McINTYRE OF 369TH INFANTRY, WITH PICTURE OF
THE KAISER WHICH HE CAPTURED FROM A GERMAN OFFICER. |
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| LIEUT. ROBERT L. CAMPBELL, NEGRO OFFICER OF THE 368TH
INFANTRY WHO WON FAME AND THE D.S.C. IN ARGONNE FOREST. HE
DEVISED A CLEVER PIECE OF STRATEGY AND DISPLAYED GREAT HEROISM IN
THE EXECUTION OF IT. |
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| EMMETT J. SCOTT, APPOINTED BY SECRETARY BAKER, AS SPECIAL
ASSISTANT DURING THE WORLD WAR. HE WAS FORMERLY CONFIDENTIAL
SECRETARY TO THE LATE BOOKER T. WASHINGTON. |
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(TOP)—GENERAL DIAZ, COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF ITALIAN ARMIES.
MARSHAL FOCH, COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF ALLIED FORCES.
(CENTER)—GENERAL PERSHING, COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF AMERICAN
ARMIES. ADMIRAL SIMS, IN CHARGE OF AMERICAN NAVAL OPERATIONS
OVERSEAS.
(BOTTOM)—KING ALBERT, COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF BELGIAN ARMY.
FIELD MARSHAL HAIG, HEAD OF BRITISH ARMIES. |
"That when any harbor or other place in the American
continent is so situated that the occupation thereof for naval or
military purposes might threaten the communications or the safety
of the United States, the government of the United States could
not see without grave concern, the possession of such harbor or
other place by any corporation or association which has such a
relation to another government, not American, as to give that
government practical power of control for naval or military
purposes."
"And there where lives were not taken, and there
where the stones of buildings were not thrown down, what anguish
unrevealed! Families hitherto living at ease, now in bitter want;
all commerce at an end, all careers ruined; industry at a
standstill; thousands upon thousands of workingmen without
employment; working women; shop girls, humble servant girls
without the means of earning their bread, and poor souls forlorn
on the bed of sickness and fever crying: 'O Lord, how long, how
long?'—God will save Belgium, my brethren; you can not
doubt it. Nay, rather, He is saving her—Which of us would
have the heart to cancel this page of our national history? Which
of us does not exult in the brightness of the glory of this
shattered nation? When in her throes she brings forth heroes, our
mother country gives her own energy to the blood of those sons of
hers. Let us acknowledge that we needed a lesson in
patriotism—For down within us all is something deeper than
personal interests, than personal kinships, than party feeling,
and this is the need and the will to devote ourselves to that
most general interest which Rome termed the public thing, Res
publica. And this profound will within us is
patriotism."
"Whatever be the other facts regarding the Lusitania,
the principal fact is that a great steamer, primarily and chiefly
a conveyance for passengers, and carrying more than a thousand
souls who had no part or lot in the conduct of the war, was sunk
without so much as a challenge or a warning, and that men, women
and children were sent to their death in circumstances
unparalleled in modern warfare."
CHAPTER V.
HUNS SWEEPING WESTWARD.
CHAPTER VI.
THE HOUR AND THE MAN.
"His Holiness in substance proposes that we return to
the status existing before the war, and that then there be a
general condonation, disarmament, and a concert of nations based
upon an acceptance of the principle of arbitration; that by a
similar concert freedom of the seas be established; and that the
territorial claims of France and Italy, the perplexing problems
of the Balkan States and the restitution of Poland be left to
such conciliatory adjustments as may be possible in the new
temper of such a peace, due regard being paid to the aspirations
of the peoples whose political fortunes and affiliations will be
involved."
"Responsible statesmen must now everywhere see, if
they never saw before, that no peace can rest securely upon
political or economic restrictions meant to benefit some nations
and cripple or embarrass others, upon vindictive action of any
sort, or any kind of revenge or deliberate injury. The American
people have suffered intolerable wrongs at the hands of the
Imperial German Government, but they desire no reprisal upon the
German people, who have themselves suffered all things in this
war, which they did not choose. They believe that peace should
rest upon the rights of peoples, not the rights of
governments—the rights of peoples great or small, weak or
powerful—their equal right to freedom and security and self
government and to a participation upon fair terms in the economic
opportunities of the world, the German people, of course,
included, if they will accept equality and not seek
domination."
"On the 1st of February we intend to begin submarine
warfare unrestricted. In spite of this it is our intention to
endeavor to keep neutral the United States of America. If this
attempt is not successful, we propose an alliance on the
following basis with Mexico: That we shall make war together and
together make peace. We shall give general financial support, and
it is understood that Mexico is to reconquer the lost territory
in New Mexico, Texas and Arizona. The details are left to you for
settlement. You are instructed to inform the president of Mexico
of the above in the greatest confidence as soon as it is certain
there will be an outbreak of war with the United States, and
suggest that the president of Mexico on his own initiative,
should communicate with Japan suggesting adherence at once to
this plan; at the same time offer to mediate between Germany and
Japan. Please call to the attention of the President of Mexico
that the employment of ruthless submarine warfare now promises to
compel England to make peace in a few months."
"With a profound sense of the solemn and even
tragical character of the step I am taking, and of the grave
responsibility which it involves, but in unhesitating obedience
to what I deem my constitutional duty, I advise that the congress
declare the recent course of the imperial German government to be
in fact nothing less than war against the government and people
of the United States; that it formally accept the status of
belligerent which has thus been thrust upon it and that it take
immediate steps not only to put the country in a more thorough
state of defence, but also to exert all its power and employ all
its resources to bring the government of the German empire to
terms and end the war."
insurance of soldiers
and sailors
CHAPTER VII.
NEGROES RESPOND TO THE CALL.
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| NEGRO NURSES CARRYING BANNER OF FAMOUS NEGRO REGIMENT.
MARCHING DOWN FIFTH AVENUE, NEW YORK. IN GREAT PARADE WHICH
OPENED RED CROSS DRIVE. |
CHAPTER
VIII.
RECRUDESCENCE OF SOUTH'S INTOLERANCE.
"Whether you like the black man or not, whether you
believe in a square deal for him or not, you can't point an
accusing finger at his patriotism, his Americanism or his
fighting ability. It is fair to neither the white man nor the
black man to have the black man compete with the white man in the
Navy. True, we have black petty officers here and there in the
Navy, and in some cases black chief petty officers. It stands to
reason that they must have been mighty good men to advance. They
surely must know their business—every inch of it—to
advance to these ratings. Yet they are not wanted in these
ratings because they involve the black man having charge of white
men under him. Outside of the messman branch you will find
comparatively few Negroes in the Navy today.
"There should be 'black ships' assigned to be manned by American
Negroes. These are days of democracy, equality and freedom,"
continues the writer. "If a man is good enough to go over the top
and die for these principles, he is good enough to promote in the
Navy. Why not try it? Put the black men on their own ships.
Promote them, rate them, just the same as the white man. But
above all keep them on their own ships. It is fair to them and
fair to the white men. The Brazilian and Argentine navies have
'black ships.'"
CHAPTER IX.
PREVIOUS WARS IN WHICH THE NEGRO FIGURED.
"The people were greatly exasperated. The multitude
ran towards King street, crying, 'Let us drive out these ribalds;
they have no business here.' The rioters rushed furiously towards
the Custom House; they approached the sentinel, crying 'Kill him,
kill him!' They assaulted him with snowballs, pieces of ice, and
whatever they could lay their hands upon.
"The guard were then called, and in marching to the Custom House,
they encountered a band of the populace, led by a mulatto named
Attucks, who brandished their clubs and pelted them with
snowballs. The maledictions, the imprecations, the execrations of
the multitude, were horrible. In the midst of a torrent of
invective from every quarter, the military were challenged to
fire. The populace advanced to the points of their bayonets.
"The soldiers appeared like statues; the cries, the howlings, the
menaces, the violent din of bells still sounding the alarm,
increased the confusion and the horrors of these moments; at
length the mulatto Attucks and twelve of his companions, pressing
forward, environed the soldiers and striking their muskets with
their clubs, cried to the multitude: 'Be not afraid, they dare
not fire; why do you hesitate, why do you not kill them, why not
crush them at once?'
"The mulatto lifted his arms against Captain Preston, and having
turned one of the muskets, he seized the bayonet with his left
hand, as if he intended to execute his threat At this moment,
confused cries were heard: 'The wretches dare not fire!' Firing
succeeds. Attucks is slain. Other discharges follow. Three were
killed, five severely wounded and several others
slightly."
"The provocation of that night must be numbered among
the master-springs which gave the first motion to a vast
machinery—a noble and comprehensive system of national
independence."
"The anniversary of the 5th of March was observed
with great solemnity; eloquent orators were successively employed
to preserve the remembrance of it fresh in the mind. On these
occasions the blessings of liberty, the horrors of slavery, and
the danger of a standing army, were presented to the public view.
These annual orations administered fuel to the fire of liberty
and kept it burning with an irresistible flame."
"The colored race have been generally considered by
their enemies, and sometimes even by their friends, as deficient
in energy and courage. Their virtues have been supposed to be
principally negative ones." Speaking of the incidents in Mr.
Nell's collection she says: "They will redeem the character of
the race from this misconception and show how much injustice
there may often be in a generally accepted idea". Continuing, she
says:
"In considering the services of the colored patriots of the
Revolution, we are to reflect upon them as far more magnanimous,
because rendered to a nation which did not acknowledge them as
citizens and equals, and in whose interests and prosperity they
had less at stake. It was not for their own land they fought, not
even for a land which had adopted them, but for a land which had
enslaved them, and whose laws, even in freedom, oftener oppressed
than protected. Bravery, under such circumstances, has a peculiar
beauty and merit.
"And their white brothers—may remember that generosity,
disinterested courage and bravery, are of no particular race and
complexion, and that the image of the Heavenly Father may be
reflected alike by all. Each record of worth in this oppressed
and despised people should be pondered, for it is by many such
that the cruel and unjust public sentiment, which has so long
proscribed them, may be reversed, and full opportunities given
them to take rank among the nations of the earth."
"XXIII—Whereas, it appears to this court that
the said Deborah Gannett enlisted, under the name of Robert
Shurtliff, in Capt Webb's company, in the Fourth Massachusetts
regiment, on May 20, 1782, and did actually perform the duties of
a soldier, in the late army of the United States to the 23rd day
of October, 1783, for which she has received no compensation;
and, whereas, it further appears that the said Deborah exhibited
an extraordinary instance of female heroism by discharging the
duties of a faithful, gallant soldier, and at the same time
preserving the virtue and chastity of her sex unsuspected and
unblemished, and was discharged from the service with a fair and
honorable character, therefore,
"Resolved, that the Treasurer of this Commonwealth be, and he
hereby is, directed to issue his note to the said Deborah for the
sum of thirty-four pounds, bearing interest from October 23,
1783."
"Ben Stockton was a slave in the family of Major
George Stockton of Fleming county. He was a regular Negro, and
though a slave, was devoted to his master. He hated an Indian and
loved to moralize over a dead one; getting into a towering rage
and swearing magnificently when a horse was stolen; handled his
rifle well, though somewhat foppishly, and hopped, danced and
showed his teeth when a prospect offered to chase 'the yaller
varmints'. His master had confidence in his resolution and
prudence, while he was a great favorite with all the hunters, and
added much to their fun on dull expeditions. On one occasion,
when a party of white men in pursuit of Indians who had stolen
their horses called at Stockton's station for reinforcements,
Ben, among others, volunteered. They overtook the savages at
Kirk's Springs in Lewis county, and dismounted to fight; but as
they advanced, they could see only eight or ten, who disappeared
over the mountain. Pressing on, they discovered on descending the
mountain such indications as convinced them that the few they had
seen were but decoys to lead them into an ambuscade at the base,
and a retreat was ordered. Ben was told of it by a man near him;
but he was so intent on getting a shot that he did not hear, and
the order was repeated in a louder tone, whereupon he turned upon
his monitor a reproving look, grimaced and gesticulated
ludicrously, and motioned to the man to be silent. He then set
off rapidly down the mountain. His white comrade, unwilling to
leave him, ran after him, and reached his side just as he leveled
his gun at a big Indian standing tiptoe on a log and peering into
the thick woods. At the crack of Ben's rifle the savage bounded
into the air and fell. The others set up a fierce yell, and, as
the fearless Negro said, 'skipped from tree to tree like
grasshoppers.' He bawled out: 'Take dat to 'member Ben—de
black white man!' and the two beat a hasty retreat.
"In the family of Capt. James Estill, who established a station
about fifteen miles south of Boonesborough, was a Negro slave,
Monk, who was intelligent, bold as a lion, and as faithful to his
pioneer friends as though he were a free white settler defending
his own rights. About daylight, March 20, 1782, when all the men
of the fort except four were absent on an Indian trail, a body of
the savages came upon Miss Jennie Glass, who was outside, but
near the station, milking—Monk being with her. They killed
and scalped Miss Glass and captured Monk. When questioned as to
the force inside the walls, the shrewd and self-possessed Negro
represented it as much greater than it was and told of
preparations for defense. The Indians were deceived, and after
killing the cattle, they retreated across the river. When the
battle of Little Mountain opened two days later, Monk, who was
still a prisoner with the Indians cried out: 'Don't give way,
Mas' Jim! There's only about twenty-five redskins and you can
whip 'em!' This was valuable and encouraging information to the
whites. When the Indians began to advance on Lieutenant Miller,
when he was sent to prevent a flank movement and guard the
horse-holders, Monk called also to him to hold his ground and the
white men would win. Instead of being instantly killed as was to
be apprehended, even though the savages might not understand his
English, he made his escape before the fight closed and got back
to his friends. On their return to the station, twenty-five
miles, without sufficient horses for the wounded, he carried on
his back, most of the way, James Berry, whose thigh was broken.
He had learned to make gunpowder, and obtaining saltpetre from
Peyton's Cave, in Madison county, he frequently furnished this
indispensable article to Estill's Station and Boonesborough. He
has been described as being five feet five inches high and
weighing two hundred pounds. He was a respected member of the
Baptist church, when whites and blacks worshipped together. He
was held in high esteem by the settlers and his young master,
Wallace Estill, gave him his freedom and clothed and fed him as
long as he lived thereafter—till about 1835.
"A year or two after the close of the Revolutionary war, a Mr.
Woods was living near Crab Orchard, Kentucky, with his wife, one
daughter (said to be ten years old), and a lame Negro man. Early
one morning, her husband being away, Mrs. Woods when a short
distance from the house, discovered seven or eight Indians in
ambush. She ran back into the house, so closely pursued that
before she could fasten the door one of the savages forced his
way in. The Negro instantly seized him. In the scuffle the Indian
threw him, falling on top. The Negro held him in a strong grasp
and called to the girl to take an axe which was in the room and
kill him. This she did by two well-aimed blows; and the Negro
then asked Mrs. Woods to let in another that he with the axe
might dispatch him as he came and so, one by one, kill them all.
By this time, however, some men from the station nearby, having
discovered that the house was attacked, had come up and opened
fire on the savages, by which one was killed and the others put
to flight."
CHAPTER X.
FROM LEXINGTON TO CARRIZAL.
"The name of one of my poor fellows who was killed
ought to be registered in the book of fame and remembered with
reverence as long as bravery is considered a virtue. He was a
black man by the name of John Johnson. A twenty-four-pound shot
struck him in the hip and tore away all the lower part of his
body. In this state the poor brave fellow lay on the deck and
several times exclaimed to his shipmates: 'Fire away, boys; don't
haul the colors down.' Another black man by the name of John
Davis was struck in much the same way. He fell near me and
several times requested to be thrown overboard, saying he was
only in the way of the others. When America has such tars, she
has little to fear from the tyrants of the ocean."
"Soldiers!—when, on the banks of the Mobile, I
called you to take up arms, inviting you to partake of the perils
and glory of your white fellow-citizens, I expected much from
you; for I was not ignorant that you possessed qualities most
formidable to an invading enemy. I knew with what fortitude you
could endure hunger and thirst, and all the fatigues of a
campaign. I knew well how you loved your native country, and that
you, as well as ourselves had to defend what man holds most
dear—his parents, wife, children and property. You have
done more than I expected. In addition to the previous qualities
I before knew you to possess, I found among you a noble
enthusiasm, which leads to the performance of great things.
"Soldiers! The President of the United States shall hear how
praiseworthy was your conduct in the hour of danger, and the
representatives of the American people will give you the praise
your exploits entitle you to. Your General anticipates them in
applauding your noble ardor."
"It became my painful duty to follow in the track of
that charging column, and there, in a space not wider than the
clerk's desk and three hundred yards long, lay the dead bodies of
543 of my colored comrades, fallen in defense of their country,
who had offered their lives to uphold its flag and its honor, as
a willing sacrifice; and as I rode along among them, guiding my
horse this way and that way, lest he should profane with his
hoofs what seemed to me the sacred dead, and as I looked on their
bronzed faces upturned in the shining sun, as if in mute appeal
against the wrongs of the country whose flag had only been to
them a flag of stripes, on which no star of glory had ever shone
for them—feeling I had wronged them in the past and
believing what was the future of my country to them—among
my dead comrades there I swore to myself a solemn oath, 'May my
right hand forget its cunning and my tongue cleave to the roof of
my mouth, if I ever fail to defend the rights of those men who
have given their blood for me and my country this day, and for
their race forever,' and, God helping me, I will keep that
oath."
"You remember that Macaulay says, comparing Cromwell
with Napoleon, that Cromwell showed the greater military genius,
if we consider that he never saw an army till he was forty; while
Napoleon was educated from a boy in the best military schools in
Europe. Cromwell manufactured his own army; Napoleon at the age
of twenty-seven was placed at the head of the best troops Europe
ever saw. They were both successful; but, says Macaulay, with
such disadvantages, the Englishman showed the greater genius.
Whether you allow the inference or not, you will at least grant
that it is a fair mode of measurement.
"Apply it to Toussaint. Cromwell never saw an army until he was
forty; this man never saw a soldier till he was fifty. Cromwell
manufactured his own army—out of what? Englishmen—the
best blood in Europe. Out of the middle class of Englishmen, the
best blood of the island. And with it he conquered what?
Englishmen—their equals. This man manufactured his army out
of what? Out of what you call the despicable race of Negroes,
debased, demoralized by two hundred years of slavery, 100,000 of
them imported into the island within four years, unable to speak
a dialect intelligible even to each other. Yet out of this mixed,
and, as you say, despicable mass, he forged a thunderbolt, and
hurled it at what? At the proudest blood in Europe, the Spaniard,
and sent him home conquered; at the most warlike blood in Europe,
the French, and put them under his feet; at the pluckiest blood
in Europe, the English, and they skulked home to
Jamaica."
"Sleep calmy in thy dungeon-tomb,
Beneath Besancon's alien sky,
Dark Haytien!—for the time shall come,
Yea, even now is nigh—
When, everywhere, thy name shall be
Redeemed from color's infamy;
And men shall learn to speak of thee,
As one of earth's great spirits, born
In servitude, and nursed in scorn,
Casting aside the weary weight
And fetters of its low estate,
In that strong majesty of soul,
Which knows no color, tongue or clime,
Which still hath spurned the base control
Of tyrants through all time!"
CHAPTER XI.
HOUR OF HIS NATION'S PERIL.
"The expedition and smoothness with which the law was
executed emphasized the remarkable flexibility, adaptability and
efficiency of our system of government and the devotion of our
people. Here was a gigantic project in which success was staked
not on reliance in the efficiency of a man, or an hierarchy of
men, or, primarily, on a system. Here was a bold reliance on
faith in a people. Most exacting duties were laid with perfect
confidence on the officials of every locality in the nation, from
the governors of states to the registrars of elections, and upon
private citizens of every condition, from men foremost in the
industrial and political life of the nation to those who had
never before been called upon to participate in the functions of
government. By all administrative tokens, the accomplishment of
their task was magic."
Colored
Total registrants
Colored June 5, 1917 Colored Total
and white Colored registrants colored
registrants. to Sept 11, Sept 12, registrants.
1918. 1918.
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United States 23,779,097 1,078,331 1,212,196 2,290,527
=====================================================
Alabama 444,692 81,963 81,410 163,373
Arizona 93,078 295 680 975
Arkansas 365,754 51,176 53,659 104,835
California 787,676 3,308 6,404 9,712
Colorado 215,178 1,103 1,867 2,970
Connecticut 373,676 3,524 4,659 8,183
Delaware 55,215 3,798 4,448 8,246
District of Columbia 89,808 11,045 15,433 26,478
Florida 208,931 39,013 43,019 82,032
Georgia 549,020 112,593 108,183 220,781
Idaho 103,740 254 255 509
Illinois 1,571,717 21,816 35,597 57,413
Indiana 639,431 11,289 16,549 27,838
Iowa 523,957 2,959 3,022 5,981
Kansas 381,315 5,575 7,448 13,023
Kentucky 486,599 25,850 30,182 56,032
Louisiana 391,654 76,223 82,256 158,479
Maine 159,350 163 179 342
Maryland 313,255 26,435 32,736 59,171
Massachusetts 884,030 6,044 8,056 14,100
Michigan 871,410 6,979 8,950 15,929
Minnesota 540,003 1,541 1,809 3,350
Mississippi 344,506 81,548 91,534 173,082
Missouri 764,428 22,796 31,524 54,320
Montana 196,999 320 494 814
Nebraska 286,147 1,614 2,417 4,031
Nevada 29,465 69 112 172
New Hampshire 95,035 77 98 175
New Jersey 761,238 14,056 19,340 33,396
New Mexico 80,158 235 350 595
New York 2,503,290 25,974 35,299 61,273
North Carolina 480,901 73,357 69,168 142,525
North Dakota 159,391 65 165 230
Ohio 1,387,830 28,831 35,156 63,987
Oklahoma 423,864 14,305 23,253 37,563
Oregon 176,010 144 534 678
Pennsylvania 2,067,023 39,363 51,111 90,474
Rhode Island 134,232 1,573 1,913 3,486
South Carolina 307,229 74,265 74,912 149,177
South Dakota 142,783 144 171 315
Tennessee 474,253 43,735 51,059 94,794
Texas 989,571 83,671 82,775 166,446
Utah 100,038 169 392 561
Vermont 71,464 63 89 152
Virginia 464,903 64,358 75,816 140,174
Washington 319,337 373 1,353 1,726
West Virginia 324,975 13,292 14,652 27,944
Wisconsin 584,639 718 1,117 1,835
Wyoming 58,700 280 570 850
White
registrants White Total
Percent of June 5, 1917 registrants white Percent
total to Sept 11 Sept 12, registrants. of total
registrants. 1918. 1918. registrants.
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United States 9.83 9,562,515 11,926,955 21,480,470 90.37
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Alabama 36.74 124,247 157,072 281,319 63.26
Arizona 1.05 39,884 52,219 92,103 98.95
Arkansas 28.66 117,111 143,808 260,919 71.34
California 1.23 312,994 464,970 777,964 98.77
Colorado 1.38 90,453 121,755 212,208 98.62
Connecticut . 2.19 171,296 194,197 365,493 97.81
Delaware 14.93 20,761 26,208 46,969 85.07
District of Columbia 29.45 25,625 37,795 63,420 70.56
Florida 39.26 55,572 71,327 126,899 60.74
Georgia 40.22 147,604 180,635 328,239 59.78
Idaho 0.49 45,224 58,007 103,231 99.51
Illinois 3.65 685,254 829,050 1,514,304 96.35
Indiana 4.35 272,442 339,151 611,593 95.65
Iowa 1.14 237,744 280,232 517,976 98.86
Kansas 3.41 161,691 206,602 368,293 96.59
Kentucky 11.52 190,060 240,507 430,567 88.43
Louisiana 40.46 103,718 129,467 233,185 59.54
Maine 0.22 67,941 91,067 159,008 99.73
Maryland 18.89 110,066 144,018 254,084 81.11
Massachusetts 1.60 391,654 478,276 869,930 93.40
Michigan 1.83 404,040 451,441 855,481 98.17
Minnesota 0.62 247,750 288,903 538,653 99.38
Mississippi 50.24 75,977 95,447 171,424 49.76
Missouri 7.11 372,106 398,002 710,108 92.89
Montana 0.41 96,753 101,432 198,185 99.59
Nebraska 1.42 130,493 151,623 282,116 98.58
Nevada 0.58 12,581 16,712 29,293 99.42
New Hampshire 0.18 41,617 53,243 94,860 99.82
New Jersey 4.39 18,615 409,225 727,840 95.61
New Mexico 0.74 36,776 42,787 79,563 99.26
New York 2.44 1,092,061 1,349,956 2,442,617 97.56
North Carolina 29.63 155,102 183,274 338,376 70.37
North Dakota 0.15 72,837 85,324 159,161 98.85
Ohio 4.61 588,170 735,673 1,323,843 95.39
Oklahoma 8.86 173,851 212,450 386,301 91.15
Oregon 0.38 69,376 105,956 175,332 99.62
Pennsylvania 4.38 353,106 1,113,443 1,976,549 95.62
Rhode Island 2.59 57,433 73,313 130,746 12
South Carolina 48.56 70,395 87,657 158,052 51.44
South Dakota 0.23 64,896 77,572 142,468 99.77
Tennessee 19.99 169,674 209,785 379,459 80.01
Texas 16.82 376,385 446,740 823,125 83.18
Utah 0.56 45,930 53,547 99,477 99.44
Vermont 0.21 30,819 40,493 71,312 99.79
Virginia 30.15 141,714 183,015 324,727 69.85
Washington 0.54 123,752 193,859 317,611 99.46
West Virginia 8.60 128,852 168,179 297,031 91.40
Wisconsin 0.31 265,501 317,303 582,804 99.69
Wyoming 1.45 24,612 33,238 57,850 98.56
Colored and white classification compared. Number. Percent Percent
of total of
classified. classified.
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Total colored and white registered:
June 5, 1917, to Sept. 11, 1918 10,640,846 100.00 -----
Total colored registered 1,078,331 10.13 100.00
Class I 556,917 ----- 51.65
Deferred classes 521,414 ----- -----
Total white registered 9,562,515 89.87 100.00
Class I 3,110,659 ----- 32.53
Deferred classes 6,451,856 ----- -----
Percentage accepted for service on calls before Dec. 15, 1917 (report for 1917).
Colored ----- ----- 36.23
White ----- ----- 24.75
Total colored Colored Colored Per
and white registrants, Percentage inducted Percent of
registrants, June 5, of colored June 5, colored
June 5, 1917, 1917, to and white 1917, to registrants.
to Sept. 11, Sept. 11, registrants. Nov. 11,
1918. 1918. 1918.
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United States 10,640,846 1,078,331 10.13 367,710 34.10
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Alabama 206,210 81,963 39.75 25,874 31.57
Arizona 40,179 295 .73 77 26.10
Arkansas 168,287 51,176 30.4l 17,544 34.28
California 316,302 3,308 1.05 919 27.78
Colorado 91,556 1,103 1.20 317 28.74
Connecticut 174,820 3,524 2.02 941 26.70
Delaware 24,559 3,798 15.46 1,365 35.93
District of Columbia 36,670 11,045 30.12 4,000 36.22
Florida 94,585 39,013 41.25 12,904 33.08
Georgia 260,197 112,593 43.27 34,303 30.47
Idaho 45,478 254 .56 95 37.40
Illinois 707,070 21,816 3.09 8,754 40.13
Indiana 283,731 11,289 3.98 4,579 40.56
Iowa 240,703 2,959 1.23 929 31.40
Kansas 167,266 5,575 3.33 2,127 38.15
Kentucky 215,910 25,850 11.98 11,320 43.79
Louisiana 179,941 76,223 42.36 28,711 37.67
Maine 68,104 163 .24 50 30.67
Maryland 136,501 26,435 19.37 9,212 34.85
Massachusetts 397,698 6,044 1.52 1,200 19.85
Michigan 411,019 6,979 1.70 2,395 34.32
Minnesota 249,291 1,541 .62 511 53.16
Mississippi 157,525 81,548 51.77 24,066 29.51
Missouri 334,902 22,796 6.81 9,219 40.44
Montana 97,073 320 .33 198 61.87
Nebraska 132,107 1,614 1.22 642 39.78
Nevada 12,640 59 .47 26 44.07
New Hampshire 41,694 77 .18 27 35.07
New Jersey 332,671 14,056 4.23 4,863 34.60
New Mexico 37,011 235 .63 51 21.70
New York 1,118,035 25,974 2.32 6,193 23.84
North Carolina 228,459 73,357 32.11 20,082 27.38
North Dakota 72,902 65 .09 87 -----
Ohio 617,001 28,831 4.67 7,861 27.27
Oklahoma 188,156 14,305 7.60 5,694 39.80
Oregon 69,520 144 .21 68 47.22
Pennsylvania 902,469 39,363 4.36 15,392 39.10
Rhode Island 59,006 1,573 2.67 291 18.50
South Carolina 144,660 74,265 51.34 25,798 34.74
South Dakota 65,040 144 .22 62 43.06
Tennessee 213,409 43,735 20.59 17,774 40.64
Texas 460,056 83,671 18.19 31,506 37.65
Utah 46,099 169 .37 77 45.56
Vermont 30,882 63 .20 22 34.92
Virginia 206,072 64,358 31.23 23,541 36.57
Washington 124,125 373 .30 173 46.38
West Virginia 142,144 13,292 9.35 5,492 41.32
Wisconsin 266,219 718 .27 224 31.20
Wyoming 24,892 280 1.12 95 23.93
Alaska 5
Hawaii
Porto Rico
White Percent of White
registrants, colored inductions, Percent
June 5, and June 5, of white
1917, to white 1917, to registrants.
Sept. 11, registrants. Nov. 11,
1918. 1918.
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United States 9,562,515 89.87 2,299,157 24.04
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Alabama 124,247 60.25 33,881 27.27
Arizona 39,884 99.27 8,036 20.15
Arkansas 117,111 69.59 31,768 27.13
California 312,994 98.95 60,148 21.13
Colorado 90,453 98.80 22,487 24.86
Connecticut 171,296 97.98 31,598 18.45
Delaware 20,761 84.54 3,628 17.48
District of Columbia 25,625 69.88 5,631 21.97
Florida 55,572 58.75 12,012 21.62
Georgia 147,604 56.73 32,538 32.04
Idaho 45,224 99.44 12,471 27.58
Illinois 685,254 96.91 68,729 24.62
Indiana 272,442 96.02 65,170 23.92
Iowa 237,744 98.77 65,935 27.73
Kansas 161,691 96.67 39,778 21.60
Kentucky 190,060 88.02 47,010 24.60
Louisiana 103,718 57.64 27,494 26.51
Maine 67,941 99.76 15,216 22.40
Maryland 110,066 80.63 24,655 22.40
Massachusetts 391,654 98.48 75,367 19.24
Michigan 404,040 98.30 94,085 23.29
Minnesota 247,750 99.38 73,169 29.53
Mississippi 75,977 48.23 19,296 25.40
Missouri 312,106 93.19 83,624 26.79
Montana 96,753 99.67 27,142 28.O5
Nebraska 130,493 98.78 29,165 22.35
Nevada 12,581 99.53 8,138 24.94
New Hampshire 41,617 99.82 8,377 20.13
New Jersey 318,615 95.77 66,527 20.88
New Mexico 36,776 99.37 8,811 23.96
New York 1,092,061 97.68 247,396 22.65
North Carolina 155,102 67.89 38,359 24.73
North Dakota 72,837 99.91 18,508 25.41
Ohio 568,170 95.83 130,287 22.15
Oklahoma 173,851 92.40 59,247 34.08
Oregon 69,376 99.79 16,090 23.19
Pennsylvania 863,106 95.64 185,819 21.53
Rhode Island 57,433 97.33 10,885 18.95
South Carolina 70,395 48.66 18,261 25.94
South Dakota 64,896 99.78 21,193 32.66
Tennessee 169,674 79.51 42,104 24.81
Texas 376,385 81.81 85,889 22.82
Utah 45,93O 99.63 10,711 23.32
Vermont 30,819 99.80 6,607 21.44
Virginia 141,714 68.77 34,796 24.55
Washington 123,752 99.70 28,513 23.04
West Virginia 128,852 90.65 39,863 30.94
Wisconsin 265,501 99.73 70,758 26.65
Wyoming 24,612 98.88 7,828 31.81
Alaska 1,957
Hawaii 5,406
Porto Rico 15,734
Colored and white physical rejections compared. Number. Percent of Percent of
examined partial
disqualifications.
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Total, colored and white examined Dec. 15, 1917,
to Sept. 11, 1918 3,208,446 100.00 -----
Group A 2,259,027 70.41 -----
Disqualified partly or totally 949,419 ----- 100.00
Group B 88,436 2.76 9.31
Group C 339,377 10.58 35.75
Group D 521,606 16.25 54.94
Total, colored examined 458,838 100.00 -----
Group A 342,277 74.60 -----
Disqualified partly or totally 116,561 ----- 100.00
Group B 9,605 2.09 8.24
Group C 27,474 5.99 23.57
Group D 79,482 17.32 68.19
Total white examined 2,749,608 100.00 -----
Group A 1,916,750 69.71 -----
Disqualified partly or totally 832,858 ----- 100.00
Group B 78,831 2.87 9.47
Group C 311,903 11.34 37.45
Group D 442,124 16.08 53.08
CHAPTER XII.
NEGRO SLACKERS AND PACIFISTS UNKNOWN.
Total
white
and colored
registrants,
June 5,
1917, to Total Reported Percent of Percent of
Sept. 11, white desertions, total white
1918. registrants. white. registrants. registrants.
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United States 10,640,846 9,562,515 380,030 3.47 3.86
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Alabama 206,210 194,247 3,672 1.78 2.96
Arizona 40,179 39,884 6,930 17.36 17.40
Arkansas 168,287 117,111 2,476 1.47 2.11
California 316,302 313,994 15,323 4.84 4.90
Colorado 91,556 90,463 4,910 5.38 5.43
Connecticut 174,820 171,296 12,416 7.10 7.25
Delaware 24,559 20,761 686 2.79 3.30
District of Columbia 36,670 25,625 390 1.06 1.52
Florida 94,585 55,572 1,823 1.93 3.28
Georgia 260,197 147,001 4,499 1.73 3.05
Idaho 45,478 45,224 2,242 4.93 4.96
Illinois 707,070 685,254 21,673 3.07 3.16
Indiana 283,731 272,442 5,252 1.85 1.93
Iowa 240,703 237,744 5,283 2.19 2.21
Kansas 167,266 161,691 3,172 1.90 1.96
Kentucky 215,910 190,060 2,830 1.03 1.23
Louisiana 179,941 103,718 2,250 1.25 2.17
Maine 68,104 67,941 2,553 3.74 3.76
Maryland 136,501 110,066 3,831 2.81 3.48
Massachusetts 397,698 391,654 19,841 4.99 5.07
Michigan 411,019 404,040 17,222 4.19 4.26
Minnesota 249,291 247,750 10,108 4.05 4.08
Mississippi 157,525 75,977 1,713 1.09 2.25
Missouri 334,902 312,106 10,549 3.14 3.38
Montana 97,073 96,753 7,835 8.13 8.16
Nebraska 132,107 130,493 2,608 1.97 2.00
Nevada 12,640 12,581 1,392 1.10 11.06
New Hampshire 41,694 41,617 1,428 3.42 3.43
New Jersey 332,671 318,815 15,114 4.54 4.74
New Mexico 37,011 36,776 3,217 8.69 8.75
New York 1,118,035 1,092,061 57,021 5.10 5.22
North Carolina 228,459 155,102 1,175 5.14 .76
North Dakota 72,902 72,837 2,520 3.46 3.46
Ohio 617,001 588,170 22,846 3.70 3.88
Oklahoma 188,156 173,851 5,860 3.11 3.37
Oregon 69,520 69,376 2,023 2.91 2.92
Pennsylvania 902,469 863,106 31,739 3.52 3.68
Rhode Island 59,006 57,433 2,340 3.97 4.07
South Carolina 144,660 70,395 1,107 .77 1.57
South Dakota 65,040 64,896 1,243 1.91 1.92
Tennessee 213,409 169,674 4,389 2.05 2.58
Texas 460,056 376,385 19,209 4.18 5.10
Utah 46,099 45,930 1,735 3.76 3.78
Vermont 30,882 30,819 690 2.23 2.71
Virginia 206,072 141,714 3,090 1.50 2.18
Washington 124,125 123,752 7,261 5.85 5.87
West Virginia 142,144 128,852 4,803 3.38 3.73
Wisconsin 266,219 265,501 4,663 1.75 1.76
Wyoming 24,892 24,612 1,734 6.96 7.05
Alaska 601
Hawaii 184
Porto Rico 15
Total Reported Percent Percent
colored desertions, of total of colored
registrants. colored. registrants. registrants.
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United States 1,078,331 105,831 .99 9.81
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Alabama 81,963 10,835 5.25 13.22
Arizona 295 64 .16 21.69
Arkansas 51,176 4,770 2.83 9.32
California 3,303 268 .08 8.10
Colorado 1,103 91 .10 8.25
Connecticut 3,524 682 .39 19.35
Delaware 3,798 303 1.23 7.98
District of Columbia 11,045 616 1.68 5.58
Florida 39,013 8,319 8.71 21.32
Georgia 112,593 8,969 3.45 7.97
Idaho 254 108 .23 42.51
Illinois 21,816 2,911 .41 13.34
Indiana 11,289 1,199 .42 10.62
Iowa 2,959 517 .21 17.47
Kansas 5,575 255 .15 4.57
Kentucky 25,850 1,524 .71 5.90
Louisiana 76,223 5,962 3.31 7.82
Maine 163 29 .04 17.79
Maryland 26,435 2,410 1.77 9.12
Massachusetts 6,044 665 1.67 11.00
Michigan 6,979 1,015 .25 14.54
Minnesota 1,541 621 .25 40.30
Mississippi 81,548 8,112 5.15 9.95
Missouri 22,796 1,791 .53 7.86
Montana 320 114 .12 35.63
Nebraska 1,614 229 .17 14.19
Nevada 59 3 .02 6.08
New Hampshire 77 3 .01 3.90
New Jersey 14,056 1,535 .46 10.92
New Mexico 235 40 .11 17.02
New York 25,974 4,062 .36 15.64
North Carolina 73,357 4,937 2.16 6.73
North Dakota 65 19 .03 29.23
Ohio 28,831 4,048 .66 14.04
Oklahoma 14,305 1,223 .65 8.56
Oregon 144 18 .03 12.59
Pennsylvania 39,363 6,599 .73 16.76
Rhode Island 1,573 251 .43 15.96
South Carolina 74,265 4,589 3.14 6.18
South Dakota 144 27 .04 18.75
Tennessee 43,735 3,573 1.67 8.17
Texas 83,671 5,388 1.17 6.44
Utah 169 11 .02 6.51
Vermont 63 4 .01 6.35
Virginia 64,358 4,935 2.39 7.67
Washington 373 30 .02 8.04
West Virginia 13,292 2,013 1.41 15.14
Wisconsin 718 73 .03 10.17
Wyoming 280 63 .25 22.50
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| NEGRO TROOPS NEWLY ARRIVED IN FRANCE, LINED UP FOR
INSPECTION. |
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| NEGRO TROOPS ON A PRACTICE RUN NEAR THEIR CAMP IN
FRANCE. |
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| OFFICIAL PHOTOGRAPHS, U.S. ARMY PRESENTATION OF BANNER TO
NEGRO STEVEDORES FOR WINNING FIRST WEEK'S "RACE TO BERLIN",
MARSEILLES, FRANCE. |
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| OFFICIAL PHOTOGRAPHS, U.S. ARMY NEGRO WINNERS IN STEVEDORE
CONTEST BEING ENTERTAINED BY 134TH INFANTRY QUARTET AND BAND AT
MARSEILLES, FRANCE. |
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| GOING TO FIGHT FOR UNCLE SAM. TYPICAL GROUP OF NEGRO
SELECTIVE SERVICE MEN LEAVING FOR THE TRAINING CAMP. |
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| NEGRO TROOPS ARRIVING IN FRANCE. A COMPARISON WITH THE UPPER
PICTURE SHOWS THE RAPID TRANSFORMATION FROM CIVILIANS TO FIGHTING
MEN. |
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| "MOSS'S BUFFALOES" (367TH INFANTRY), SERENADING FAMOUS
MILITARY CHIEFTAINS IN FRANCE. IN WINDOW AT LEFT STANDS GENERAL
JOHN J. PERSHING, COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF OF AMERICAN EXPEDITIONARY
FORCES; AT RIGHT GENERAL GOURAUD, COMMANDER OF THE FOURTH FRENCH
ARMY . |
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| HEROES OF THE BRAWNY ARM WHOSE SERVICE WAS NO LESS EFFECTIVE
THAN THAT OF THE COMBATANTS. A DETAIL OF NEGRO RAILWAY BUILDERS
ENGAGED ON THE LINE FROM BREST TO TOURS . |
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| NEGRO ENGINEERS BUILDING ROADS IN FRANCE. AN INDISPENSABLE
FEATURE OF THE SERVICE OF SUPPLY. |
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| NEGRO TROOPS IN FRANCE ENJOY AN OLD-FASHIONED MEAL. |
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| NEGRO MACHINE GUNNERS ON THE ROAD NEAR MAFFRECOURT, FRANCE.
PART OF 369TH INFANTRY. |
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| CAPTAIN HINTON AND OFFICERS OF 1ST BATTALION. 369TH NEGRO
INFANTRY ON ROAD NEAR MAFFRECOURT, FRANCE. |
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| AUTO HORN WARNS AMERICANS OF COMING GAS ATTACK. SOLDIERS DON
MASKS AND SOUND THE ALARM. INSERT, LEFT CORNER, MACHINE
GUNNERS. |
"These figures of reported desertions, however, lose
their significance when the facts behind them are studied. There
is in the files of this office, a series of letters from
governors and draft executives of southern states, called forth
by inquiry for an explanation of the large percentage of Negroes
among the reported deserters and delinquents. With striking
unanimity the draft authorities replied that this was due to two
causes; first, ignorance and illiteracy; especially in the rural
regions, to which may be added a certain shiftlessness in
ignoring civic obligations; and secondly, the tendency of the
Negroes to shift from place to place. The natural inclination to
roam from one employment to another has been accentuated by
unusual demands for labor incident to the war, resulting in a
considerable flow of colored men to the north and to various
munition centers. This shifting reached its height in the summer
of 1917, shortly after the first registration, and resulted in
the failure of many men to keep in touch with their local boards,
so that questionnaires and notices to report did not reach
them.
"With equal unanimity the draft executives report that the amount
of willful delinquency or desertion has been almost nil. Several
describe the strenuous efforts of the Negroes to comply with the
regulations, when the requirements were explained to them, many
registrants travelling long distances to report in person to the
adjutant general of the state. 'The conviction resulting from
these reports' says General Crowder, 'is that the colored men as
a whole responded readily and gladly to their military
obligations once their duties were understood."
"The fittest place where man can DIE Is where he dies
for man!"
"We tried to treat the Negroes with exactly the same
consideration shown the whites. We had the same speakers to
address them. The Rotary Club presented them with small silk
flags, as they did the whites. The band turned out to escort them
to the train; and the Negroes went to camp with as cheerful a
spirit as did the whites. One of them when asked if he were going
to France, replied: 'No, sir; I'm not going "to France". I am
going "through France".'"
"In dealing with the Negroes," the Arkansas board report says,
"the southern boards gained a richness of experience that is
without parallel. No other class of citizens was more loyal to
the government or more ready to answer the country's call. The
only blot upon their military record was the great number of
delinquents among the more ignorant; but in the majority of cases
this was traced to an ignorance of the regulations, or to the
withholding of mail by the landlord, often himself an
aristocratic slacker, in order to retain the man's
labor."
"The Negroes didn't take to these stories, however,
as they were too loyal. Money spent in the south for propaganda
was thrown away."
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| NEGRO TROOPS OF U.S. ARMY RECEIVING HOLY BAPTISM WHILE IN
TRAINING FOR OVERSEAS DUTY AT NORCROSS RIFLE RANGE. CAMP CORDON,
GA. |
"Throughout my tenure here I have keenly appreciated
the prompt and cordial cooperation of the Provost Marshall
General's office with that particular section of the office of
the Secretary of War especially referred to herein. The Provost
Marshall General's office has carefully investigated and has
furnished full and complete reports in each and every complaint
or case referred to it for attention, involving discrimination,
race prejudice, erroneous classification of draftees, etc., and
has rectified these complaints whenever it was found upon
investigation that there was just ground for same. Especially in
the matter of applying and carrying out the selective service
regulations, the Provost Marshall General's office has kept a
watchful eye upon certain local exemption boards which seemed
disinclined to treat the Negro draftees on the same basis as
other Americans subject to the draft law. It is an actual fact
that in a number of instances where flagrant violations have
occurred in the application of the draft law, to Negro men in
certain sections of the country, local exemption boards have been
removed bodily and new boards have been appointed to supplant
them. In several instances these new boards so appointed have
been ordered by the Provost Marshall General to reclassify
colored men who had been unlawfully conscripted into the army or
who had been wrongfully classified; as a result of this action
hundreds of colored men have had their complaints remedied and
have been properly reclassified."
"In a word, I believe the Negro's participation in
the war, his eagerness to serve, and his great courage and
demonstrated valor across the seas, have given him a new idea of
Americanism and likewise have given to the white people of our
country a new idea of his citizenship, his real character and
capabilities, and his 100 per cent Americanism. Incidentally the
Negro has been helped in many ways physically and mentally and
has been made into an even more satisfactory asset to the
nation."
CHAPTER
XIII.
ROSTER OF NEGRO OFFICERS.
Cleve L. Abbott, first lieutenant, Watertown, S.D.
Joseph L. Abernethy, first lieutenant, Prairie View, Tex.
Ewart G. Abner, second lieutenant, Conroe, Tex.
Charles J. Adams, first lieutenant, Selma, Ala.
Aurelious P. Alberga, first lieutenant, San Francisco, Calif.
Ira L. Aldridge, second lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Edward I. Alexander, first lieutenant, Jacksonville, Fla.
Fritz W. Alexander, second lieutenant, Donaldsville, Ga.
Lucien V. Alexis, first lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
John H. Allen, captain, U.S. Army.
Levi Alexander, Jr., first lieutenant, Ocala, Fla.
Clarence W. Allen, second lieutenant, Mobile, Ala.
Richard S. Allen, second lieutenant, Atlantic City, N.J.
James W. Alston, first lieutenant, Raleigh, N.C.
Benjamin E. Ammons, first lieutenant, Kansas City, Mo.
Leon M. Anderson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Levi Anderson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Robert Anderson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
David W. Anthony, Jr., first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
James C. Arnold, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Russell C. Atkins, second lieutenant, Winston-Salem, N.C.
Henry O. Atwood, captain, Washington, D.C.
Charles H. Austin, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
George J. Austin, first lieutenant. New York, N.Y.
Herbert Avery, captain, U.S. Army.
Robert S. Bamfield, second lieutenant, Wilmington, N.C.
Julian C. Banks, second lieutenant, Kansas City, Mo.
Charles H. Barbour, captain, U.S. Army.
Walter B. Barnes, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
William I. Barnes, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Stephen B. Barrows, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Thomas J. Batey, first lieutenant, Oakland, Cal.
Wilfrid Bazil, second lieutenant, Brooklyn, N.Y.
James E. Beard, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Ether Beattie, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
William H. Benson, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Albert P. Bentley, first lieutenant, Memphis, Tenn.
Benjamin Bettis, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Harrison W. Black, first lieutenant, Lexington, Ky.
Charles J. Blackwood, first lieutenant, Trinidad, Colo.
William Blaney, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Isaiah S. Blocker, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
William D. Bly, first lieutenant, Leavenworth, Kans.
Henry H. Boger, second lieutenant, Aurora, Ill.
Elbert L. Booker, first lieutenant, Wymer, Wash.
Virgil M. Boutte, captain, Nashville, Tenn.
Jas. F. Booker, captain, U.S. Army.
William R. Bowie, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Clyde R. Brannon, first lieutenant, Fremont, Neb.
Lewis Broadus, captain, U.S. Army.
Deton J. Brooks, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
William M. Brooks, second lieutenant, Des Moines, Ia.
Carter N. Brown, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Emmet Brown, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
George E. Brown, second lieutenant, New York City, N.Y.
Oscar C. Brown, first lieutenant, Edwards, Miss.
Rosen T. Brown, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Samuel C. Brown, second lieutenant, Delaware, Ohio.
William H. Brown, Jr., first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Arthur A. Browne, first lieutenant, Xenia, Ohio.
Howard R.M. Browne, first lieutenant, Kansas City, Kans.
Sylvanus Brown, first lieutenant, San Antonio, Tex.
Charles C. Bruen, first lieutenant, Mayslick, Ky.
William T. Burns, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
James A. Bryant, first lieutenant, Indianapolis, Ind.
William L. Bryson, captain, U.S. Army.
John E. Buford, second lieutenant, Langston, Okla.
Thomas J. Bullock, second lieutenant, New York City, N.Y.
John W. Bundrant, second lieutenant, Omaha, Neb.
John P. Burgess, first lieutenant, Mullens, S.C.
Dace H. Burns, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
William H. Burrell, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
John M. Burrell, second lieutenant, East Orange, N.J.
Herman L. Butler, first lieutenant, U.S. Army,
Homer C. Butler, first lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Felix Buggs, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Napoleon L. Byrd, first lieutenant, Madison, Wis.
John B. Cade, second lieutenant, Ellerton, Ga.
Walter W. Cagle, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles W. Caldwell, second lieutenant, Orangeburg, S.C.
Andrew B. Callahan, second lieutenant, Montgomery, Ala.
Alvin H. Cameron, first lieutenant, Nashville, Tenn.
Alonzo Campbell, captain, U.S. Army.
Lafayette Campbell, second lieutenant, Union, W. Va.
Robert L. Campbell, first lieutenant, Greensboro, N.C.
William B. Campbell, first lieutenant, Austin, Tex.
Guy W. Canady, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Lovelace B. Capehart, Jr., second lieutenant, Raleigh, N.C.
Adolphus F. Capps, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Curtis W. Carpenter, second lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
Early Carson, captain, U.S. Army.
John O. Carter, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Wilson Cary, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Robert W. Cheers, second lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
David K. Cherry, captain, Greensboro, N.C.
Frank R. Chisholm, first lieutenant, Brooklyn, N.Y.
Robert B. Chubb, captain, U.S. Army.
Ewell W. Clark, first lieutenant, Giddings, Tex.
Frank C. Clark, second lieutenant, National Guard, Washington, D.C.
William H. Clarke, first lieutenant, Birmingham, Ala.
William H. Clarke, first lieutenant, Helena, Ark.
Roscoe Clayton, captain, U.S. Army.
Lane G. Cleaves, second lieutenant, Memphis, Tenn.
Joshua W. Clifford, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Sprigg B. Coates, captain, U.S. Army.
Frank Coleman, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
William Collier, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
William N. Colson, second lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
Leonard O. Colston, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Jones A. Coltrane, first lieutenant, Spokane, Wash.
John Combs, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Barton W. Conrad, first lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
Lloyd F. Cook, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles C. Cooper, captain, National Guard, District of Columbia.
George P. Cooper, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Joseph H. Cooper, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Chesley E. Corbett, first lieutenant, Wewoka, Okla.
Harry W. Cox, first lieutenant, Sedalia, Mo.
James W. Cranson, captain, United States Army.
Horace R. Crawford, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Judge Cross, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Clarence B. Curley, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Merrill H. Curtis, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Edward L. Dabney, first lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
Joe Dabney, captain, U.S. Army.
Victor R. Daly, first lieutenant, Corona, Long Island, N.Y.
Eugene A. Dandridge, first lieutenant, National Guard, District of
Columbia.
Eugene L.C. Davidson, first lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
Henry G. Davis, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Irby D. Davis, first lieutenant, Sumter, S.C.
William E. Davis, captain, Washington, D.C.
Charles C. Dawson, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
William S. Dawson, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
Aaron Day, Jr., captain, Prairie View, Tex.
Milton T. Dean, captain, U.S. Army.
Francis M. Dent, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Thomas M. Dent, Jr., first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
James B. Dickson, second lieutenant, Asheville, N.C.
Spahr H. Dickey, captain, San Francisco, Cal.
Elder W. Diggs, first lieutenant, Indianapolis, Ind.
William H. Dinkins, first lieutenant, Selma, Ala.
Beverly L. Dorsey, captain, U.S. Army.
Edward C. Dorsey, captain, U.S. Army.
Harris N. Dorsey, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Seaborn Douglas, second lieutenant, Hartford, Conn.
Vest Douglas, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Frank L. Drye, first lieutenant, Little Rock, Ark.
Edward Dugger, first lieutenant, Roxbury, Mass.
Jackson E. Dunn, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Benjamin F. Dunning, second lieutenant, Norfolk, Va.
Charles J. Echols, Jr., captain, U.S. Army.
Charles Ecton, captain, U.S. Army.
George E. Edwards, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Leonard Edwards, second lieutenant, Augusta, Ga.
James L. Elliott, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Charles J. Ellis, second lieutenant, Springfield, Ill.
Harry C. Ellis, first lieutenant, Patrick, Ia.
Roscoe Ellis, captain, U.S. Army.
Leslie H. Engram, second lieutenant, Montezuma, Ga.
Alexander E. Evans, first lieutenant, Columbia, S.C.
Will H. Evans, second lieutenant, Montgomery, Tex.
Norwood C. Fairfax, second lieutenant, Eagle Rock, Va.
John R. Fairley, first lieutenant, Kansas City, Mo.
Clifford L. Farrer, first lieutenant, El Paso, Tex.
Leonard J. Faulkner, first lieutenant, Columbus, O.
William H. Fearence, first lieutenant, Texarkana, Tex.
Charles H. Fearing, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
Robert W. Fearing, second lieutenant, Brooklyn, N.Y.
Alonzo G. Ferguson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Gurnett E. Ferguson, captain, Dunbar, W. Va.
Thomas A. Firmes, captain, U.S. Army.
Dillard J. Firse, first lieutenant, Cleveland, O.
Octavius Fisher, first lieutenant, Detroit, Mich.
James E. Fladger, second lieutenant, Kansas City, Mo.
Benjamin F. Ford, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edward W. Ford, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Frank L. Francis, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Henry O. Franklin, second lieutenant, San Francisco, Cal.
Ernest C. Frazier, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Arthur Freeman, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Sewell G. Freeman, second lieutenant, Aragon, Ga.
Edward S. Gaillard, first lieutenant, Indianapolis, Ind.
Tacitus E. Gaillard, second lieutenant, Kansas City, Mo.
James H.L. Gaines, second lieutenant, Little Rock, Ark.
Ellsworth Gamblee, first lieutenant, Cincinnati, O.
Lucian P. Garrett, second lieutenant, Louisville, Ky.
William L. Gee, first lieutenant, Gallipolis, Ohio.
Clayborne George, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Warmith T. Gibbs, second lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
Howard C. Gilbert, first lieutenant, Columbus, Ohio.
Walter A. Giles, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
Archie H. Gillespie, captain, U.S. Army
William Gillum, captain, U.S. Army.
Floyd Gilmer, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
William Glass, captain, U.S. Army.
Jesse J. Gleeden, second lieutenant, Little Rock, Ark.
Leroy H. Godman, captain, Columbus, Ohio.
Edward L. Goodlett, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Nathan O. Goodloe, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Frank M. Goodner, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Elijah H. Goodwin, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
James A. Gordon, first lieutenant, St. Joseph, Mo.
Herbert R. Gould, first lieutenant, Dedham, Mass.
James E. Gould, first lieutenant, Dedham, Mass.
Francis H. Gow, first lieutenant, Charleston, W. Va.
William T. Grady, second lieutenant, Dudley, N.C.
Jesse M.H. Graham, second lieutenant, Clarksville, Tenn.
William H. Graham, captain, U.S. Army.
Towson S. Grasty, first lieutenant, Pittsburgh, Pa.
Thornton H. Gray, first lieutenant, Fairmount Heights, Md.
Miles M. Green, captain, U.S. Army.
Thomas E. Green, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Walter Green, captain, U.S. Army.
Jesse J. Green, first lieutenant, Georgetown, Ky.
Thomas M. Gregory, first lieutenant, Newark, N.J.
Jefferson E. Grigsby, second lieutenant, Chapelle, S.C.,
Thomas Grundy, captain, U.S. Army.
William W. Green, captain, U.S. Army.
George B. Greenlee, first lieutenant, Marion, N.C.
Nello B. Greenlee, second lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Herbert H. Guppy, second lieutenant, Boston, Mass.
George C. Hall, captain, U.S. Army.
Leonidas H. Hall, Jr., second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
George W. Hamilton, Jr., first lieutenant, Topeka, Kans.
Rodney D. Hardeway, second lieutenant, Houston, Tex.
Clarence W. Harding, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Clifton S. Hardy, second lieutenant, Champaign, Ill.
Clay Harper, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Ted O. Harper, second lieutenant, Columbus, Ohio.
Tillman H. Harpole, first lieutenant, Kansas City, Mo.
Bravid W. Harris, Jr., first lieutenant, Warrenton, N.C.
Edward H. Harris, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Eugene Harris, captain, U.S. Army.
William Harris, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Byrd McD. Hart, captain, U.S. Army.
Albert L. Hatchett, first lieutenant, San Antonio, Tex.
Lawrence Hawkins, second lieutenant, Bowie, Md.
Charles M. Hayes, second lieutenant, Hopkinsville, Ky.
Merriam C. Hayson, first lieutenant, Kenilworth, D.C.
Alonzo Heard, captain, U.S. Army.
Almando Henderson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Douglas J. Henderson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Robert M. Hendrick, first lieutenant, Tallahassee, Fla.
Thomas J. Henry, Jr., first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Vodrey Henry, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Jesse S. Heslip, first lieutenant, Toledo, Ohio.
Lee J. Hicks, captain, Ottawa, Kans.
Victor La Naire Hicks, second lieutenant, Columbia, Mo.
Arthur K. Hill, first lieutenant, Lawrence, Kans.
Daniel G. Hill, Jr., second lieutenant, Cantonsville, Md.
Walter Hill, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
William Hill, captain, U.S. Army.
Clarence O. Hilton, first lieutenant, Farmville, Va.
Lowell B. Hodges, first lieutenant, Houston, Tex.
Horatio B. Holder, first lieutenant, Cairo, Ga.
George A. Holland, captain, U.S. Army.
James G. Hollingsworth, captain, U.S. Army.
George C. Hollomand, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Wayne L. Hopkins, second lieutenant, Columbus, Ohio.
James L. Horace, second lieutenant, Little Rock, Ark.
Reuben Homer, captain, U.S. Army.
Charles S. Hough, second lieutenant, Jamestown, Ohio.
Charles H. Houston, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Henry C. Houston, captain, U.S. Army.
Cecil A. Howard, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Clarence K. Howard, second lieutenant, Montgomery, Ala.
Charles P. Howard, first lieutenant, Des Moines, Ia.
Arthur Hubbard, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Jerome L. Hubert, first lieutenant, Houston, Tex.
William H. Hubert, second lieutenant, Mayfield, Ga.
Jefferson E. Hudgins, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Samuel M. Huffman, first lieutenant, Columbus, Ohio.
Samuel A. Hull, first lieutenant, Jacksonville, Fla.
John R. Hunt, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Bush A. Hunter, second lieutenant, Lexington, Ky.
Benjamin H. Hunton, first lieutenant, Newport News, Va.
Frederick A. Hurt, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Walter L. Hutcherson, first lieutenant, Amherst, Va.
Samuel B. Hutchinson, Jr., second lieutenant, Boston, Mass.
James E. Ivey, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Beecher A. Jackson, first lieutenant, Texarkana, Tex.
George W. Jackson, first lieutenant, Ardmore, Mo.
Joseph T. Jackson, first lieutenant, Charleston, W. Va.
Landen Jackson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Matthew Jackson, captain, U.S. Army.
Maxey A. Jackson, second lieutenant, Marian, Ky.
Joyce G. Jacobs, second lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
Wesley H. Jamison, second lieutenant, Topeka, Kans.
Charles Jefferson, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Benjamin R. Johnson, first lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Campbell C. Johnson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Ernest C. Johnson, second lieutenant, Washington D.C.
Everett W. Johnson, first lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Hanson Johnson, captain, U.S. Army.
Hillery W. Johnson, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Joseph L. Johnson, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Merle O. Johnson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Robert E. Johnson, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Thomas Johnson, captain, U.S. Army.
Virginius D. Johnson, first lieutenant, Richmond, Va.
William N. Johnson, second lieutenant, Omaha, Neb.
William T. Johnson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Willie Johnson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles A. Jones, second lieutenant, San Antonio, Tex.
Clifford W. Jones, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Dee Jones, captain, U.S. Army.
Edward D. Jones, second lieutenant, Hartford, Conn.
James W. Jones, captain, Washington, D.C.
James O. Jones, second lieutenant, Paulding, Ohio.
Paul W. Jones, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Percy L. Jones, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Vivian L. Jones, second lieutenant, Des Moines, Ia.
Warren F. Jones, captain, U.S. Army.
William Jones, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles G. Kelly, captain, Tuskegee, Ala.
Elliott H. Kelly, first lieutenant, Camden, S.C.
John B. Kemp, captain, U.S. Army.
John M. Kenney, captain, U.S. Army.
Will Kernts, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Otho E. Kerr, first lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
Orestus J. Kincaid, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Jesse L. Kimbrough, first lieutenant, Los Angeles, Cal.
Moses King, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Laurence E. Knight, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edward C. Knox, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
John W. Knox, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Azzie B. Koger, first lieutenant, Reidsville, N.C.
Linwood G. Koger, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Charles E. Lane, Jr., first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
David A. Lane, Jr., first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Frank L. Lane, second lieutenant, Houston, Tex.
Benton R. Latimer, first lieutenant, Warrenton, Ga.
Ernest W. Latson, first lieutenant, Jacksonville, Fla.
Laige I. Lancaster, first lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
Oscar G. Lawless, first lieutenant, New Orleans, La.
Samuel Lawson, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Wilfred W. Lawson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Geo. E. Lee, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
George W. Lee, second lieutenant, Memphis, Tenn.
Lawrence A. Lee, second lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
John E. Leonard, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Garrett M. Lewis, first lieutenant, San Antonio, Tex.
Henry O. Lewis, first lieutenant, Boston, Mass.
Everett B. Liggins, second lieutenant, Austin, Tex.
Victor C. Lightfoot, second lieutenant, South Pittsburg, Tenn.
John Q. Lindsey, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Redden L. Linton, second lieutenant, Boston, Ga.
Glenda W. Locust, second lieutenant, Sealy, Tenn.
Aldon L. Logan, first lieutenant, Lawrence, Kans.
James B. Lomack, first lieutenant, National Guard, Dist. of Columbia.
Howard H. Long, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Victor Long, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Lonnie W. Lott, second lieutenant, Austin, Tex.
Charles H. Love, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Edgar A. Love, first lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
Frank W. Love, captain, U.S. Army.
George B. Love, first lieutenant, Greensboro, N.C.
John W. Love, first lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
Joseph Lowe, captain, U.S. Army.
Walter Lowe, first lieutenant, St Louis, Mo.
Charles C. Luck, Jr., second lieutenant, San Marcus, Tex.
Walter Lyons, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Harry J. Mack, second lieutenant, Cheney, Pa.
Amos B. Madison, first lieutenant, Omaha, Neb.
Edgar F. Malone, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edgar O. Malone, captain, U.S. Army.
Earl W. Mann, first lieutenant, Champaign, Ill.
Vance H. Marchbanks, captain, U.S. Army.
Leon F. Marsh, first lieutenant, Berkeley, Cal.
Alfred E. Marshall, second lieutenant, Greenwood, S.C.
Cyrus W. Marshall, second lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
Cuby Martin, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Joseph H. Martin, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Eric P. Mason, first lieutenant, Giddings, Tex.
Denis McG. Matthews, first lieutenant, Los Angeles, Cal.
Joseph E. Matthews, second lieutenant, Cleburne, Tex.
Anderson N. May, captain, Atlanta, Ga.
Walter H. Mazyck, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Peter McCall, captain U.S. Army.
Milton A. McCrimmon, captain, U.S. Army.
Robert A. McEwen, second lieutenant, E. St. Louis, Ill.
Osceola E. McKaine, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
James E. McKey, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Carey McLane, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Archie McLee, first lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Leonard W. McLeod, first lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
Albert McReynolds, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Marshall Meadows, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Louis R. Mehlinger, captain, Washington, D.C.
Louis R. Middleton, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Benjamin H. Mills, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Harry W. Mills, captain, U.S. Army.
Warren N. Mims, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
J. Wardlaw Mitchell, second lieutenant, Milledgeville, Ga.
Pinkney L. Mitchell, second lieutenant, Austin, Tex.
John H. Mitcherson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Ralph E. Mizell, second lieutenant, Champaign, Ill.
Hubert M. Moman, second lieutenant, Tougaloo, Miss.
John M. Moore, first lieutenant, Meridian, Miss.
Loring B. Moore, second lieutenant, Brunswick, Ga.
Elias A. Morris, first lieutenant, Helena, Ark.
Thomas E. Morris, captain, U.S. Army.
James B. Morris, second lieutenant, Des Moines, Ia.
Cleveland Morrow, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Henry Morrow, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Abraham Morse, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Benjamin H. Mosby, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
Benedict Mosley, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Scott A. Moyer, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Albert C. Murdaugh, second lieutenant, Columbia, S.C.
Alonzo Myers, captain, Philadelphia, Pa.
Thomas J. Narcisse, second lieutenant, Jeanerette, La.
Earl H. Nash, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Homer G. Neely, first lieutenant, Palestine, Tex.
Gurney E. Nelson, second lieutenant, Greensboro, N.C.
William S. Nelson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
William F. Nelson, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
James P. Nobles, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Grafton S. Norman, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Richard M. Norris, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Ambrose B. Nutt, second lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
Benjamin L. Ousley, second lieutenant, Tougaloo, Miss.
Charles W. Owens, captain, United States Army.
Charles G. Owlings, second lieutenant, Norfolk, Va.
William W. Oxley, first lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
Wilbur E. Pannell, second lieutenant, Staunton, Va.
Charles S. Parker, second lieutenant, Spokane, Wash.
Walter E. Parker, second lieutenant, Little Rock, Ark.
Clemmie C. Parks, first lieutenant, Ft. Scott, Kans.
Adam E. Patterson, captain, Chicago, Ill.
Humphrey C. Patton, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Clarence H. Payne, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
William D. Peeks, captain, U.S. Army.
Robert R. Penn, first lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Marion R. Perry, second lieutenant, Pine Bluff, Ark.
Hanson A. Person, second lieutenant, Wynne, Ark.
Harry B. Peters, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
James H. Peyton, second lieutenant, Montgomery, Ala.
Joseph Phillips, captain, Columbus, Ohio.
David A. Pierce, second lieutenant, Clarksville, Tenn.
Harrison J. Pinkett, first lieutenant, Omaha, Nebr.
James C. Pinkston, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Percival R. Piper, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Anderson F. Pitts, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
Fisher Pride, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Herman W. Porter, second lieutenant, Cambridge, Mass.
James C. Powell, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Wade H. Powell, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
William J. Powell, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
Gloucester A. Price, second lieutenant, Fort Meyer, Fla.
John F. Pritchard, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Henry H. Proctor, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
John H. Purnell, first lieutenant, Trappe, Md.
Howard D. Queen, captain, U.S. Army.
Richard R. Queen, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Harold L. Quivers, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Washington H. Racks, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
John E. Raiford, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Hazel L. Raine, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Fred D. Ramsey, first lieutenant, Wedgefleld, S.C.
James O. Redmon, second lieutenant, Newton, Iowa.
Charles G. Reed, first lieutenant, Charleston, S.C.
Rufus Reed, captain, U.S. Army.
Lightfoot H. Reese, second lieutenant, Newman, Ga.
William L. Reese, second lieutenant, Bennetsville, S.C.
Robert S. Reid, second lieutenant, Newman, Ga.
Samuel Reid, captain, U.S. Army.
Adolph Reyes, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Elijah Reynolds, captain, U.S. Army.
John F. Rice, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
Douglas C. Richardson, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Harry D. Richardson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Leonard. H. Richardson, first lieutenant, Oakland, Cal.
Maceo A. Richmond, second lieutenant, Des Moines, Ia.
Francis E. Rivers, first lieutenant, New Haven, Conn.
Marion C. Rhoten, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles E. Roberts, first lieutenant, Atlantic City, N.J.
Clyde Roberts, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edward Robertson, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles W. Robinson, second lieutenant, Cleveland, Ohio.
George C. Robinson, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Peter L. Robinson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
William W. Robinson, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Julian P. Rogers, first lieutenant, Montgomery, Ala.
John W. Rowe, first lieutenant, Danville, Ky.
Thomas Rucker, captain, U.S. Army.
Edward P. Rudd, first lieutenant, New York City.
Mallalieu W. Rush, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
John Russell, captain, U.S. Army.
Louis H. Russell, second lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Earl Ryder, second lieutenant, Springfield, Ill.
Chester Sanders, captain, U.S. Army.
Joseph B. Sanders, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Walter R. Sanders, captain, U.S. Army.
Clifford A. Sandridge, captain, U.S. Army.
Lorin O. Sanford, captain, U.S. Army.
Elliott D. Saunders, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Walker L. Savoy, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Elmer P. Sawyer, second lieutenant, Providence, R.I.
George S. Schuyler, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
James E. Scott, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
James E. Scott, first lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
Joseph H. Scott, first lieutenant, Darlington, S.C.
Walter W. Scott, second lieutenant, Brooksville, Miss.
William F. Scott, captain, U.S. Army.
Fletcher Sewell, captain, U.S. Army.
Shermont R. Sewell, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Charles A. Shaw, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Warren B. Shelton, second lieutenant, Hot Springs, Ark.
Robert T. Shobe, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Hal Short, first lieutenant, Iowa City, Ia.
Harry W. Short, second lieutenant, Iowa City, Ia.
Ogbon N. Simmons, first lieutenant, Waldo, Fla.
Richard Simmons, captain, U.S. Army.
William E. Simmons, first lieutenant, Burlington, Vt.
Austin Simms, second lieutenant, Darien, Ga.
John H. Simms, Jr., first lieutenant, Jacksonville, Fla.
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| ARTILLERY AT WORK IN A FRENCH FOREST. THIS WAS A PHASE OF
OPERATION IN WHICH THE NEGRO UNITS OF THE 167TH BRIGADE
DISTINGUISHED THEMSELVES IN THE CLOSING DAYS OF THE WAR |
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| SENTRY BOX OUTSIDE OF REGIMENTAL HEADQUARTERS WITH WARNING
HORN FOR GAS ATTACKS. CAMOUFLAGED GATE ON THE LEFT. |
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| ONE OF THE HUGE GUNS, 16-INCH CALIBER OF THE AMERICAN RAILWAY
ARTILLERY, WHICH DID SUCH FRIGHTFUL EXECUTION NEAR THE CLOSE OF
THE WAR. CAMOUFLAGED THROUGHOUT. |
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| A RAILROAD IN FRANCE. THIS ONE WAS USED BY A PORTION OF THE
93RD DIVISION IN THE CHAMPAGNE TO TRANSPORT TROOPS AND SUPPLIES
TO THE FRONT. |
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| PASSENGER CARS USED BY FAMOUS 93RD. NEGRO DIVISION IN
CHAMPAGNE, FRANCE. |
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| SENDING MESSAGE BY CARRIER PIGEON. OFFICER AND SOLDIERS OF
369TH INFANTRY OUTSIDE OF DUGOUT IN FRANCE. |
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| KITCHEN AND DINING QUARTERS AT THE FRONT. SOLDIERS BELONG TO
FAMOUS 93RD DIVISION AMERICAN NEGRO SOLDIERS BRIGADED WITH THE
FRENCH. |
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| INFANTRY AND GUNNERS AT CLOSE GRIPS. DRAWING REPRESENTS A
BRILLIANT COUNTER-ATTACK IN A SHELL-TORN WOOD IN FRANCE. |
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| A TYPICAL TRENCH SCENE. NEGROES OF THE 93RD DIVISION SERVING
WITH FRENCH IN THE CHAMPAGNE. |
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| SECRET ORGANIZATIONS PRESENT AT THE BREAKING OF THE GROUND
FOR McDONOUGH MEMORIAL HOSPITAL, W. 133RD STREET, NEW YORK. NAMED
IN HONOR OF MR. DAVID KEARNEY McDONOUGH, PIONEER NEGRO PHYSICIAN
OF THAT CITY. TO BE USED AS A BASE UNIT FOR COLORED
SOLDIERS. |
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| LIEUT. JOHN APPLEBEE OF THE RED CROSS HOME SERVICE,
COMFORTING AND REASSURING SOLDIERS ANXIOUS ABOUT THE WELFARE OF
THEIR FAMILIES. CAMP NO. 43. GIEVRES. FRANCE. |
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| CROWN PRINCE AND KAISER BILL. TWO GERMAN DOGS AND THEIR
CAPTORS. THE SOLDIERS ARE PRIVATES ROBINSON CLEVE, 539TH
ENGINEERS AND DANIEL NELSON, 372ND INFANTRY. |
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| TYPES OF NEGRO ENGINEERS WHO WERE SUCH IMPORTANT FACTORS IN
OUR OVERSEAS FORCES. |
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| FOUR CAVERNS, STUDDED WITH IVORY, FURNISH HARMONY IN THE
TRAINING CAMP. |
Abraham L. Simpson, captain, Louisville, Ky.
Lawrence Simpson, first lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
William R. Smalls, first lieutenant, Manassas, Va.
Daniel Smith, captain, U.S. Army.
Enos B. Smith, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Ernest Smith, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Fairel N. Smith, first lieutenant, Orangeburg, S.C.
Joseph W. Smith, second lieutenant, Concord, S.C.
Oscar H. Smith, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Pitman E. Smith, first lieutenant, Columbus, Ohio.
Russell Smith, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Walter H. Smith, first lieutenant, Chattanooga, Tenn.
Levi E. Southe, second lieutenant, Chicago, Ill.
Carlos Sowards, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edward W. Spearman, captain, U.S. Army.
Walter R. St. Clair, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
Lloyd A. Stafford, captain, U.S. Army.
Moody Staten, captain, U.S. Army.
Percy H. Steele, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Waddell C. Steele, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Grant Stewart, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Robert K. Stephens, captain, U.S. Army.
Leon Stewart, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Thomas R. Stewart, first lieutenant, Ft. Wayne, Ind.
William A. Stith, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
James M. Stockett, Jr., first lieutenant, Providence, R.I.
Wilbur F. Stonestreet, second lieutenant, Topeka, Kans.
Daniel T. Taylor, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Hannibal B. Taylor, second lieutenant, Guthrie, Okla.
Pearl E. Taylor, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
Benjamin F. Thomas, captain, U.S. Army.
Bob Thomas, captain, U.S. Army.
Vincent B. Thomas, second lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
Charles M. Thompson, first lieutenant, Columbia, S.C.
Joseph Thompson, captain, U.S. Army.
Pierce McN. Thompson, first lieutenant, Albany, Ga.
Richard C. Thompson, first lieutenant, Harrisburg, Pa.
Toliver T. Thompson, first lieutenant, Houston, Tex.
William H. Thompson, first lieutenant, Jacksonville, Fla.
William W. Thompson, captain, United States Army.
James W. Thornton, first lieutenant, West Raleigh, N.C.
Leslie J. Thurman, captain, U.S. Army.
Samuel J. Tipton, captain, U.S. Army.
Frederick H. Townsend, second lieutenant, Newport, R.I.
Anderson Trapp, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Charles A. Tribbett, first lieutenant, New Haven, Conn.
Joseph E. Trigg, captain, Syracuse, N.Y.
Archibald R. Tuck, second lieutenant, Oberlin, O.
Victor J. Tulane, first lieutenant, Montgomery, Ala.
William J. Turnbow, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Allen Turner, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edward Turner, first lieutenant, Omaha, Nebr.
Samuel Turner, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Shadrach W. Upshaw, second lieutenant, Austin, Tex.
Ferdinand S. Upshur, second lieutenant, Philadelphia, Pa.
George L. Vaughn, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
Austin T. Walden, captain, Macon, Ga.
John P. Walker, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Lewis W. Wallace, captain, U.S. Army.
Thomas H. Walters, first lieutenant. New York, N.Y.
Robert L. Ward, first lieutenant, Detroit, Mich.
James H.N. Waring, Jr., first lieutenant, Washington, D, C.
Genoa S. Washington, captain, U.S. Army.
George G. Washington, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Bolivar E. Watkins, first lieutenant, St. Louis, Mo.
Alstyne M. Watson, second lieutenant, Tallapoosa, Ga.
Baxter W. Watson, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Louis L. Watson, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
William H. Weare, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Walter T. Webb, first lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
Carter W. Wesley, first lieutenant, Houston, Tex.
Harry Wheeler, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Chauncey D. White, first lieutenant, Mathews, Va.
Emmett White, captain, U.S. Army.
Journee W. White, second lieutenant, Los Angeles, Cal.
Lorenzo C. White, second lieutenant, Hampton, Va.
Johnson C. Whittaker, first lieutenant, Lawrence, Kans.
Horace G. Wilder, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Arthur R. Williams, second lieutenant, Edwards, Miss.
Everett B. Williams, first lieutenant, Syracuse, N.Y.
Gus Williams, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
James B. Williams, first lieutenant, Baltimore, Md.
John Williams, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Oscar H. Williams, second lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Richard A. Williams, captain, Lawnside, N.J.
Robert G. Williams, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Seymour E. Williams, second lieutenant, Muskogee, Okla.
Major Williams, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Walter B. Williams, captain, U.S. Army.
William H. Williams, captain, U.S. Army.
Elmore S. Willie, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Harry E. Wilson, first lieutenant, Des Moines, Ia.
John E. Wilson, first lieutenant, Leavenworth, Kans.
William H. Wilson, second lieutenant, Greensboro, N.C.
Meredith B. Wily, first lieutenant, El Paso, Tex.
Christopher C. Wimbish, first lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Hugh H. Wimbish, second lieutenant, Atlanta, Ga.
Rolland T. Winstead, second lieutenant, Rocky Mount, N.C.
George W. Winston, captain, United States Army.
Ernest M. Wood, second lieutenant, Mebane, N.C.
Benjamin F. Wright, second lieutenant, New York, N.Y.
Elbert S. Wright, second lieutenant, Baldwin, Kans.
John Wynn, second lieutenant, U.S. Army.
Edward York, captain, United States Army.
Charles Young, first lieutenant, U.S. Army.
William A. Young, second lieutenant, Sumter, S.C.
Charles G. Young, first lieutenant, Washington, D.C.
CHAPTER XIV.
ACROSS DIVIDING SEAS.
"Doan you see the black clouds ris'n ober yondah
Like as tho we's gwan ter hab a storm?
No, you's mistaken, dem's "Loyal BLACK FOLKS
Sailing off ter fight fer Uncle Sam."
"There was to be seen on the streets of St. Nazaire
that day some representative black Americans, who had also landed
in that historical first contingent. There was a strange thing
about these Negroes. It will be remembered that in the early
stages of our participation in the war it had been found that
there was hardly sufficient khaki cloth to provide uniforms for
all of our soldiers. That had been the case with these American
negro soldiers.
"But somewhere down in Washington, somehow or other, someone
resurrected an old, large heavy iron key and this, inserted into
an ancient rusty lock, had opened some long forgotten door in one
of the Government arsenals. There were revealed old dust-covered
bundles wrapped up in newspapers, yellow with age, and when these
wrappings of the past were removed, there were seen the uniforms
of old Union blue that had been laid away back in
'65—uniforms that had been worn by men who fought and bled
and died to save the Union, and ultimately free those early
'Black Americans'.
"And here on this foreign shore, on this day in June more than
half a century later, the sons and grandsons of those same freed
slaves wore those same uniforms of Union blue as they landed in
France to fight for a newer freedom; freedom for the white man no
less than themselves, throughout all the earth.
"Some of these Negroes were stevedores from the lower Mississippi
levees; who sang as they worked in their white army undershirts,
across the chest of which were penciled in blue and red, strange
mystic devices, religious phrases and other signs, calculated to
contribute the charm of safety to the running of the submarine
blockade.
"Two of these American Negroes, walking up the main street of St.
Nazaire, saw on the other side of the thoroughfare a brother of
color wearing the lighter blue uniform of a French soldier. This
French Negro was a colonial black from the north of Africa and of
course had spoken nothing but French from the day he was born.
One of the American Negroes crossed the street and accosted
him.
"'Looka here, boy', he inquired good-naturedly, 'what can you all
tell me about this here wah?'
"'Comment, monsieur?' responded the non-understanding French
black, and followed the rejoinder with a torrent of excited
French.
"The American Negro's mouth fell open. For a minute he looked
startled, and then he bulged one large round eye suspiciously at
the French black while he inwardly debated on the possibility
that he had become color-blind. Having reassured himself,
however, that his vision was not at fault, he made a sudden
decision and started on a new tack.
"'Now, never mind that high-faluting language' he said, 'you all
just tell me what you know about this here wah and quit you'
putting on aihs.'
"The puzzled French Negro could only reply with another explosion
of French interrogations, coupled with vigorous gesticulations.
The American Negro tried to talk at the same time and both of
them endeavoring to make the other understand, increased the
volumes of their tones until they were standing there waving
their arms and shouting into one another's faces. The American
gave it up.
"'My Gawd', he said shaking his head as he recrossed the street
and joined his comrades, 'this is sure some funny country. They
got the ignorantest colored people here I ever
saw.'"
"I wonder what got those colored boys to volunteer"
someone asked their colonel as they were embarking for France. He
replied: "I have often thought of that. With many the cause was
sheer patriotism. Others said they had gone into the 15th for
social reasons, to meet with their friends. One—this seemed
to me a most pathetic touch—said: 'I j'ined up because when
Colonel Hayward asked me it was the first time anyone had ever
asked me to j'ine up with anything in my whole
lifetime.'"
"This is what Gen. Gouraud—Pa Gouraud we called
him—did: He knew the Boche artillery would at the appointed
hour start firing on our front lines, believing as was natural,
that they would be strongly held. So he withdrew all his forces
including the old 15th, to the intermediate positions, which were
at a safe distance back of the front lines. Then, at the point
where he expected would be the apex of the drive he sent out two
patrols, totalling sixteen men.
"These sixteen had certain camouflage to perform. They were to
set going a certain type of French machine gun which would fire
of its own accord for awhile after being started off. They were
to run from one of these guns to the other and start them. Also
the sixteen were to send up rockets, giving signals, which the
Germans of course knew as well as we. Then again they were to
place gas shells—with the gas flowing out of them—in
all the dugouts of the first line. Meanwhile the French artillery
had registered directly on our own front trenches, so that it
could slaughter the Germans when they came across, believing
those trenches to be occupied as usual.
"Everything worked out as expected, and as luck had it, most of
those gallant sixteen Frenchmen got back safely.
"Five minutes before the Germans started their artillery
preparation for the drive Gen. Gouraud started his cannon going
and there was a slaughter in the German lines. Then when the
German infantry crossed to our front line trenches (now entirely
vacant) they were smashed up because the French guns were firing
directly upon these positions, which they knew mathematically.
And those of the Boche who went down in the dugouts for safety
were killed by the gas which the Frenchmen had left there for
them.
"This battle—the supreme German drive—raged over
eighty-five kilometers (51 miles). West of Rheims the enemy broke
through the line, but they did not break through anywhere in Gen.
Gouraud's sector. Stonewall Gouraud stopped them. The American
units which took in the defense that was so successful were the
42nd Division, including the gallant 69th of New York, who were
to the west of us, our own little regiment, and the American
Railroad Artillery.
"That was the turning point of the war, because soon thereafter
began Marshal Foch's great counter thrust, in which the 1st and
2nd American Divisions participated so wonderfully about Belleau
Wood, Chateau-Thierry and that district. Gouraud in my belief,
turned the tide of the war, and I am proud that the New York City
colored boys had a share of that vital fight.
"Right here I may say that this orphan, urchin regiment of ours
placed in the pathway of the Boche in the most significant battle
the world has ever known, had only thirty-seven commissioned
officers, and four of those wounded, had to be carried in
stretchers to their positions in the trenches in order to direct
the fighting."
Sergt. A.A. Adams
Corp. John Allen
Lieut. R.R. DeArmond
Lieut. G.A. Arnston
Corp. Farrandus Baker
Sergt. E.W. Barrington
Sergt M.W. Barron
Sergt. William D. Bartow
Capt. Aaron T. Bates
Corp. Fletcher Battle
Corp. R. Bean
Corp. J.S. Beckton
Pvt. Myril Billings
Sergt. Ed. Bingham
Lieut. J.C. Bradner
Pvt. Arthur Brokaw
Pvt. H.D. Brown
Pvt. T.W. Brown
Lieut. Elmer C. Bucher
Pvt. Wm. H. Bunn
Sergt. Wm. Butler
Pvt. J.L. Bush
Sergt. Joseph Carmen
Corp. T. Catto
Corp. G.H. Chapman
Sergt. Major Benedict W. Cheesman
Capt. John H. Clarke, Jr.
Lieut. P.M. Clendenin
Capt. Frederick W. Cobb
Sergt. Robert Collins
Lieut. J.H. Connor
Sergt. Wm. H. Cox
Sergt C.D. Davis
Lieut. Charles Dean
Pvt. P. Demps
Wagoner Martin Dunbar
Corp. Elmer Earl
Pvt. Frank Ellis
Sergt. Sam Fannell
Capt. Robt. F. Ferguson, Jr.
Capt. Charles W. Fillmore
Capt. Edward J. Farrell
Capt. Hamilton Fish, Jr.
Capt Edwin R.D. Fox
Lieut. Conrad Fox
Sergt. Richard W. Fowler
Pvt. Roland Francis
Pvt. B. Freeman
Pvt. I. Freeman
Sergt Wm. A. Gains
Wagoner Richard O. Goins
Pvt. J.J. Gordon
Lieut. R.C. Grams
Pvt. Stillman Hanna
Pvt. Hugh Hamilton
Pvt. G.E. Hannibal
Pvt. Frank Harden
Pvt. Frank Hatchett
Corp. Ralph Hawkins
Colonel Wm. Hayward
Lieut. E.H. Holden
Sergt. Wm. H. Holliday
Corp. Earl Horton
Pvt. G. Howard
Lieut. Stephen H. Howey
Sergt. Major Clarence C. Hudson
Pvt. Ernest Hunter
Sergt. S. Jackson
Corp. Clarence Johnson
Sergt. D.F. Johnson
Pvt. Gilbert Johnson
Sergt. George Jones
Lieut. Gorman R. Jones
Sergt. James H. Jones
Pvt. Smithfield Jones
Pvt. J.C. Joynes
Lieut. W.H. Keenan
Lieut. Elwin C. King
Lieut. Harold M. Landon
Lieut. Nils H. Larsen
Major David A. L'Esperance
Lieut. W.F. Leland
Pvt. D.W. Lewis
Pvt. W.D. Link
Major Arthur W. Little
Lieut. Walter R. Lockhart
Sergt. B. Lucas
Pvt. Lester A. Marshall
Pvt. Lewis Martin
Sergt. A.J. McArthur
Capt. Seth B. MacClinton
Pvt. Elmer McGowan
Pvt. Herbert McGirt
Capt. Comerford McLoughlin
Pvt. L. McVea
Sergt. H. Matthews
Sergt. Jesse A. Miller
Sergt Wm. H. Miller
Sergt. E. Mitchell
Pvt. Herbert Mills
Corp. M. Molson
Lieut. E.D. Morey
Sergt. W. Morris
Sergt. G.A. Morton
Lieut. E.A. Nostrand
Sergt. Samuel Nowlin
Capt. John O. Outwater
Lieut. Hugh A. Page
Lieut. Oliver H. Parish
Sergt. C.L. Pawpaw
Pvt. Harvey Perry
Sergt. Clinton Peterson
Lieut. Col. W.A. Pickering
Lieut. Richardson Pratt
Sergt. John Pratt
Sergt. H.D. Primas
Pvt. Jeremiah Reed
Lieut. Durant Rice
Pvt. John Rice
Sergt. Samuel Richardson
Sergt Charles Risk
Pvt. F. Ritchie
Lieut. G.S. Robb
Corp. Fred Rogers
Pvt. Lionel Rogers
Pvt. George Rose
Lieut. R.M. Rowland
Sergt. Percy Russell
Sergt. L. Sanders
Pvt. William Sanford
Lieut. H.J. Argent
Pvt. Marshall Scott
Capt. Lewis E. Shaw
Capt. Samuel Shethar
Lieut. Hoyt Sherman
Major G. Franklin Shiels
Pvt. A. Simpson
Sergt. Bertrand U. Smith
Pvt. Daniel Smith
Sergt. Herman Smith
Corp. R.W. Smith
Major Lorillard Spencer
Sergt. J.T. Stevens
Corp. Dan Storms
Lieut. George F. Stowell
Corp. T.W. Taylor
Lieut. Frank B. Thompson
Sergt. Lloyd Thompson
Sergt. A.L. Tucker
Sergt. George Valaska
Lieut. D.H. Vaughan
Capt. Edward A. Walton
Capt Charles Warren
Sergt. Leon Washington
Pvt. Casper White
Capt. James D. White
Sergt. Jay White
Sergt. Jesse J. White
Sergt. C.E. Williams
Pvt. Robert Williams
Sergt. Reaves Willis
Pvt. H. Wiggington
Sergt. L. Wilson
Pvt. Tim Winston
Sergt. E. Woods
Pvt. George Wood
Lieut. A.D. Worsham
Sergt. E.C. Wright
Sergt. Henry Johnson
Pvt. Needham Roberts
CHAPTER XV.
OVER THERE.
"There isn't so much to tell", said Johnson with
characteristic modesty. "There wasn't anything so fine about it.
Just fought for my life. A rabbit would have done that.
"Well, anyway, me and Needham Roberts were on patrol duty on May
15. The corporal wanted to send out two new drafted men on the
sentry post for the midnight-to-four job. I told him he was crazy
to send untrained men out there and risk the rest of us. I said
I'd tackle the job, though I needed sleep.
"German snipers had been shooting our way that night and I told
the corporal he wanted men on the job who knew their rifles. He
said it was imagination, but anyway he took those green men off
and left Needham and me on the posts. I went on at midnight. It
was moonlight. Roberts was at the next post. At one o'clock a
sniper took a crack at me from a bush fifty yards away. Pretty
soon there was more firing and when Sergeant Roy Thompson came
along I told him.
"'What's the matter men' he asked, 'You scared?'
"'No I ain't scared', I said, 'I came over here to do my bit and
I'll do it. But I was jes' lettin' you know there's liable to be
some tall scrappin' around this post tonight'. He laughed and
went on, and I began to get ready. They'd a box of hand grenades
there and I took them out of the box and laid them all in a row
where they would be handy. There was about thirty grenades, I
guess. I was goin' to bust that Dutch army in pieces if it
bothered me.
"Somewhere around two o'clock I heard the Germans cutting our
wire out in front and I called to Roberts. When he came I told
him to pass the word to the lieutenant. He had just started off
when the snippin' and clippin' of the wires sounded near, so I
let go with a hand grenade. There was a yell from a lot of
surprised Dutchmen and then they started firing. I hollered to
Needham to come back.
"A German grenade got Needham in the arm and through the hip. He
was too badly wounded to do any fighting, so I told him to lie in
the trench and hand me up the grenades.
"'Keep your nerve' I told him. 'All the Dutchmen in the woods are
at us, but keep cool and we'll lick 'em.' Roberts crawled into
the dugout. Some of the shots got me, one clipped my head,
another my lip, another my hand, some in my side and one smashed
my left foot so bad that I have a silver plate holding it up
now.
"The Germans came from all sides. Roberts kept handing me the
grenades and I kept throwing them and the Dutchmen kept
squealing, but jes' the same they kept comin' on. When the
grenades were all gone I started in with my rifle. That was all
right until I shoved in an American cartridge clip—it was a
French gun—and it jammed.
"There was nothing to do but use my rifle as a club and jump into
them. I banged them on the dome and the side and everywhere I
could land until the butt of my rifle busted. One of the Germans
hollered, 'Rush him! Rush him!' I decided to do some rushing
myself. I grabbed my French bolo knife and slashed in a million
directions. Each slash meant something, believe me. I wasn't
doing exercises, let me tell you.
"I picked out an officer, a lieutenant I guess he was. I got him
and I got some more of them. They knocked me around considerable
and whanged me on the head, but I always managed to get back on
my feet. There was one guy that bothered me. He climbed on my
back and I had some job shaking him off and pitching him over my
head. Then I stuck him in the ribs with the bolo. I stuck one guy
in the stomach and he yelled in good New York talk: 'That
black —— got me.'
"I was still banging them when my crowd came up and saved me and
beat the Germans off. That fight lasted about an hour. That's
about all. There wasn't so much to it."
Saturday Evening Post
"If ever proof were needed, which it is not, that the
color of a man's skin has nothing to do with the color of his
soul, this twain then and there offered it in
abundance."
"They were soldiers who wore their uniforms with a
smartened pride; who were jaunty and alert and prompt in their
movements; and who expressed as some did vocally in my hearing,
and all did by their attitude, a sincere heartfelt inclination to
get a whack at the foe with the shortest possible
delay."
"On September 26th, the captain asked me to carry
dispatches. The Germans pumped machine gun bullets at me all the
way, but I made the trip and got back safely. Then I was sent out
again. As I started the captain hollered to bring him back a can
of coffee. He was joking but I didn't know it.
"Being a foot messenger I had some time ducking those German
bullets. Those bullets seemed very sociable but I didn't care to
meet up with any of them, so I kept on traveling on high gear.
None touched my skin, though some skinned pretty close.
"On the way back it seemed the whole war was turned on me. One
bullet passed through my trousers and it made me hop, skip and
jump. I saw a shell hole six feet deep. Take it from me I dented
it another six feet when I plunged into it. In my fist I held the
captain's can of coffee.
"When I climbed out of the hole and started running again a
bullet clipped a hole in the can and the coffee started to run
out. But I turned around stopped a second, looked the Kaiser in
the face and held up the can of coffee with my finger plugging up
the hole to show the Germans they were fooled. Just then another
bullet hit the can and another finger had to act as a stopper. I
pulled out an old rabbit's foot that my girl had given me and
rubbed it so hard the hair almost came off.
"It must have been the good luck thing that saved my life because
the bullets were picking at my clothes and so many hit the can
that at the end all my fingers were in use to keep the coffee in.
I jumped into shell holes and wriggled along the ground and got
back safely. And what do you think? When I got back into our own
trenches I stumbled and spilled the coffee."
"When that boy came back with the coffee his clothes
were riddled with bullets. Yet half an hour later he went out
into no man's land and brought back a number of wounded until he
was badly gassed. Even then he refused to go to the rear and went
out again for a wounded soldier. All this under fire. That's the
reason he got the D.S.C."
"We had taken a hill Sept. 26 in the Argonne. We came
to the edge of a swamp when the enemy machine guns opened fire.
It was so bad that of the 58 of us who went into a particular
strip, only 8 came out without being killed or wounded. I made a
number of trips out there and brought back about a dozen wounded
men."
"The bas-relief of the Shaw Memorial became a living
thing as the dusky heroes of the 15th cheered the Liberty statue
and happily swarmed down the gangplank. Appropriately the arrival
was on the birthday of the "revered Lincoln," and never was the
young and martyred idealist of Massachusetts filled with greater
pride than swelled in Colonel Hayward as he talked of his men the
best regiment, he said, with pardonable emphasis, 'of all engaged
in the great war.'
"These were men of the Champagne and the Argonne whose step was
always forward; who held a trench ninety days without relief,
with every night a raid night; who won 171 medals for conspicuous
bravery; who saw the war expire under their pressure in a
discouraged German cannonade. First class fighting men! Hats off
to them! The tribunal of grace does not regard skin color when
assessing souls.
"The boys cheered the Bartholdi statue. It makes some whites
uncomfortable. It converts into strange reading glib eulogies of
democratic principles.
"A large faith possesses the Negro. He has such confidence in
justice,—the flow—of which he believes will yet
soften hard hearts. We have a wonderful example of a patience
that defies discouragement; the "Souls of Black Folk"! When
values are truly measured, some things will be different in this
country."
CHAPTER XVI.
THROUGH HELL AND SUFFERING.
Officers, non-commissioned officers and men:
Your efforts have been rewarded. The armistice is signed. The
troops of the Entente to whom the armies of the American Republic
have nobly come to join themselves, have vanquished the most
powerful instrument of conquest that a nation could
forge—the haughty German Army acknowledges itself
conquered. However hard our conditions are, the enemy government
has accepted them all.
The 370th R.I.U.S. has contributed largely to the success of the
59th Division, and has taken in bitter strife both cannon and
machine guns. Its units, fired by a noble ardor, got at times
even beyond the objectives given them by the higher command; they
have always wished to be in the front line, for the place of
honor is the leading rank.
They have shown in our advance that they are worthy of being
there.
VINCENDON.
Officers and soldiers of the 370th R.I.U.S.:
You are leaving us. The impossibility at this time that the
German Army can recover from its defeat, the necessity which is
imposed on the people of the Entente of taking up again a normal
life, leads the United States to diminish its effectiveness in
France. You are chosen to be among the first to return to
America. In the name of your comrades of the 59th Division I say
to you, au revoir. In the name of France, I thank you.
The hard and brilliant battles of Chavigny, Leury and the Bois de
Beaumont having reduced the effectiveness of the division, the
American government generously put your regiment at the
disposition of the French High Command. In order to reinforce us,
you arrived from the trenches of the Argonne.
We at first, at Mareuil Sur Ourcq, in September, admired your
fine appearance under arms, the precision of your review and the
suppleness of your evolutions that presented to the eye the
appearance of silk unrolling in wavy folds. We advanced to the
line. Fate placed you on the banks of the Ailette in front of the
Bois Mortier. October 12 you occupied the enemy trenches at Acier
and Brouze. On the 13th we reached the railroad of Laon le Fere;
the forest of Saint Gobain, the principal center of resistance of
the Hindenburg line was ours.
November 5th the Serre was at last crossed and the pursuit became
active. Major Prout's battalion distinguished Itself at the Val
St. Pierre, where it captured a German battery. Major Patton's
battalion was first to cross the Hirson railroad at the heights
of Aubenton, where the Germans tried to resist. Duncan's
battalion took Logny and, carried away by their ardor, could not
be stopped short of Gue d' Hossus on November 11th, after the
armistice. We have hardly time to appreciate you and already you
depart.
As Lieut. Colonel Duncan said November 28, in offering to me your
regimental colors as proof of your love for France and as an
expression of your loyalty to the 59th Division and our Army, you
have given us of your best and you have given it out of the
fullness of your hearts.
The blood of your comrades who fell on the soil of France mixed
with the blood of our soldiers, renders indissoluble the bonds of
affection that unite us. We have, besides, the pride of having
worked together at a magnificent task, and the pride of bearing
on our foreheads the ray of a common grandeur.
VINCENDON.
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| This is a facsimile reproduction of the original, printed
hurriedly near the field of battle and also translated hurriedly
without eliminating errors. Corrected on page 155. |
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| NEGRO WARRIORS ADMINISTERING COLD STEEL. GERMANS UNABLE TO
STAND THE ATTACK. SURRENDERING. IN THE ARGONNE FOREST
FRANCE. |
"OVER THERE"
Did you ever hear a bullet whiz,
Or dodge a hand grenade?
Have you watched long lines of trenches dug
By doughboys with a spade?
Have you seen the landscape lighted up
At midnight by a shell?
Have you seen a hillside blazing forth
Like a furnace room in hell?
Have you stayed all night in a ruined town
With a rafter for a bed?
With horses stamping underneath
In the morning when they are fed?
Have you heard the crump-crump whistle?
Do you know the dud shell's grunt?
Have you played rat in a dugout?—
Then you have surely seen the front.
—Lieut. Blaine G. Alston, 370th U.S. Troops.
CHAPTER
XVII.
NARRATIVE OF AN OFFICER.
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| SOME WAR CROSS WINNERS OF 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH INFANTRY).
FRONT ROW LEFT TO RIGHT: CAPT. G.M. ALLEN. LIEUT. O.A. BROWNING.
CAPT. D.J. WARNER. LIEUT. ROY B. TISDELL. STANDING LEFT TO RIGHT:
LIEUT. ROBT. P. HURD, LIEUT-COL. OTIS B DUNCAN. MAJOR J.R.
WHITE. CAPT. W.B. CRAWFORD, LIEUT. WM. WARFIELD. CAPT. MATTHEW
JACKSON. |
* * * * *
ROSTER OF OFFICERS OLD 8TH ILLINOIS (370th Infantry)
(All Negroes unless otherwise designated.)
Special Units
ROLL OF HONOR
Heroes of Old 8th Illinois
Col. T.A. Roberts (white)
Lieut. Col. Otis B. Duncan
Major James R. White
Capt. John H. Patton
Capt. Chester Sanders
Capt. John T. Prout
Capt. Samuel R. Gwynne
Capt. Devere J. Warner
Capt. Wm. B. Crawford
Capt. George M. Allen
Capt. James C. Hall
Capt. Stuart Alexander
Capt. Mathew Jackson
Capt. James H. Smith
Lieut. Park Tancil
Lieut. Osceola A. Browning
Lieut. George C. Lacey
Lieut. Frank Robinson
Lieut. Claudius Ballard
Lieut. Charles C. Jackson
Lieut. William J. Warfield
Lieut. Samuel S. Gordon
Lieut. Robert P. Hurd
Lieut. Henry N. Shelton
Lieut. Henry P. Cheatham
Lieut. Stanley B. Norvell
Lieut. Roy B. Tisdell
Lieut. Thomas A. Painter
Lieut. Lawson Price
Lieut. Lincoln D. Reid
Lieut. Elmer J. Myers
Sergt. Norman Henry
Sergt. Clarence T. Gibson
Sergt. Matthew Jenkins
Sergt. Cecil Nelson
Sergt. Howard Templeton
Sergt. Chas. T. Monroe
Sergt. Derry Brown
Corp. James R. Brown
Corp. Lewis Warner
Corp. Joseph Henderson
Corp. Maceo A. Tervalon
Corp. William Stevenson
Corp. Emil Laurent
Corp. Charles T. Brock
Pvt. Nathaniel C. White (deceased)
Pvt. Robert Pride
Pvt. George B. White
Pvt. Howard Sheffield
Pvt. Cornelius Robinson
Pvt. Ulysses Sayles
Pvt. William Cuff (deceased)
Pvt. Hugh Givens
Pvt. Arthur Johnson
Pvt. Rufus Pitts
Pvt. Olbert Dorsey
Pvt. William Hurdle
Pvt. Bee McKissic
Pvt. Jonas Paxton
Pvt. Harry Pearson
Pvt. Paul Turlington
Pvt. Reed J. Brown
Pvt. Paul Johnson
Pvt. Reedy Jones
Pvt. Alonzo Keller
Pvt. Leroy Lindsay
Pvt. Lavern Massey
Pvt. Josiah Nevees
Pvt. Ira Taylor
Pvt. Jesse Ferguson
Pvt. William M. Robinson
Capt. William B. Crawford
Lieut. William J. Warfield
Sergt. Norman Henry
Sergt. Ralph Gibson
Sergt. Robert Barnes
Sergt. Charles T. Monroe
Sergt. Emmett Thompson
Sergt. Lester Fossie
Sergt. Matthew Jenkins
Pvt. Tom Powell (deceased)
Pvt. Andrew McCall
Pvt. Wm. Cuff (deceased)
Pvt. Spirley Irby
Pvt. Alfred Williamson
Pvt. William G. Hurdle
Pvt. Harry Pearson
Pvt. Alonzo Walton
Pvt. Leroy Davis
Pvt. James Fuquay
Pvt. Nathaniel C. White (deceased)
Pvt. Arthur Johnson
CHAPTER
XVIII.
BLOOD OF THE BLACK AND WHITE IN ONE RIVULET OF DEPARTING
LIFE.
They will probably help in some trying time to keep the jewel of
liberty in the family of freedom.—Abraham Lincoln.
In transmitting you with legitimate pride the thanks
and congratulations of General Garnier Duplessis, allow me, my
dear friends of all ranks, American and French, to address you
from the bottom of the heart of a chief and soldier, the
expression of gratitude for the glory you have lent to our good
157th Division. During these nine days of hard fighting you have
progressed eight kilometers (4.8 miles) through powerfully
organized defenses, taken 600 prisoners, captured 15 heavy guns,
20 minenwerfers and nearly 150 machine guns, secured an enormous
amount of engineering material and important supplies of
artillery ammunition, and brought down by your fire three enemy
aeroplanes. The "Red Hand" sign of the division, has, thanks to
you, become a bloody hand which took the Boche by the throat and
made him cry for mercy. You have well avenged our glorious dead.
GOYBET.
Your troops have been admirable in their attack. You
must be proud of the courage of your officers and men, and I
consider it an honor to have them under my command. The bravery
and dash of your regiment won the admiration of the Moroccan
Division, who are themselves versed in warfare. Thanks to you,
during these hard days, the division was at all times in advance
of all other divisions of the Army Corps. I am sending you all my
thanks and beg you to transmit them to your subordinates. I call
on your wounded. Their morale is higher than any
praise.
CHAPTER XIX.
COMRADES ON THE MARCH. BROTHERS IN THE SLEEP OF DEATH.
"Most efficient officer, valorous and intrepid,
acting in dual capacity as regimental adjutant and operation
officer. Displayed the utmost energy in issuing operation orders
during the period between September 26th and October 6th, 1918,
and especially distinguished himself in crossing a roadway under
violent artillery fire to give assistance to a wounded brother
officer. His clear view of the situation at all times and the
accuracy with which he issued the necessary orders required of
him, contributed largely to the success of the
regiment."
"Casualties were heavy because the colored lads
fought to the last, cheerfully accepting death in preference to
captivity. Their adeptness in mastering the throwing of hand
grenades and in operating the machine guns quickly won them the
esteem of the French. Remember, that the colored lads were quite
new to warfare. But in the Champagne they fought with a
persistence and courage that enabled them to hold permanently the
ground they gained and won for many of them their decorations.
Not a few of the prisoners taken by the regiment declared that
the Germans were in positive fear of the Negroes, who, they
complained, would never quit even under terrible
fire."
"During the fighting at Sechault the Germans were
picking off the men of my platoon from behind a bush. They had
several machine guns and kept up a deadly fire in spite of our
rifle fire directed at the bush. We did our best to stop those
machine guns, but the German aim became so accurate that they
were picking off five of my men every minute. We couldn't stand
for that.
"Well, I decided that I would get that little machine gun nest
myself, and I went after it. I left our company, detoured, and,
by a piece of luck got behind the bush. I got my rifle into
action and 'knocked off' two of those German machine gunners.
That ended it. The other Germans couldn't stand so much
excitement. The Boches surrendered and I took them into our
trenches as prisoners."
"Near Sechault during the time the District men were
making a big effort to capture the town," said Johnson, "I was
put in the front lines not fifty feet away from the enemy. A
greater part of the time I was exposed to machine gun fire. I
suppose I got my medal because I stuck to my men in the trenches
and going over the top. Quite a few of the boys were bumped off
at that point."
"I did very little," Butler said. "During this fight
with several others, I carried dispatches to the front line
trenches from headquarters. They decorated me, I suppose, because
I was the only one lucky enough to escape being knocked
off."
"An enemy party," reads his citation, "having
filtered through his platoon and attacked same in the rear.
Private Braxton displayed marked gallantry in opening fire on the
enemy and killing one and wounding several others, finally
dispersing the entire party."
"The men who stuck by me when death stared them in their faces,"
said Braxton, "deserve just as much credit as I do. I was only
the temporary leader of the men."
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| U.S. FLAG AND 369TH REGIMENT FLAG, DECORATED WITH CROIX DE
GUERRE AT UNGERSHEIM, ALSACE, FRANCE. |
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| THE 369TH INFANTRY IN REST BILLETS AT MAFFRECOURT, FRANCE.
HENRY JOHNSON. ONE OF FOREMOST HEROES OF THE WAR. WITH HIS FAMOUS
SMILE. IN RIGHT FOREGROUND. |
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| THE JOKE SEEMS TO BE ON THE LAD AT THE LEFT. |
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| A FEW OF THE MANY GUNS CAPTURED FROM THE GERMANS. |
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| AMERICANS IN PRISON CAMP. PRISONERS ARE AMUSED LISTENERS
WHILE JOVIAL NEGRO FIGHTER RELATES AN EPISODE OF WAR LIFE TO A
GERMAN OFFICER. |
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| ARTHUR JOHNSON, A DOUGHBOY OF THE 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH
INFANTRY), WINNER OF CROIX DE GUERRE AND THE DISTINGUISHED
SERVICE CROSS. |
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| GAME PROBABLY IS STRIP POKER AS TWO MEN HAVE ALREADY
DISCARDED THEIR SHIRTS. ONE HAS A LARGE SAFETY PIN FOR INSTANT
USE. BUT THEN, NOTE THE HORSESHOE ON HIS SHOE. |
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| KITCHEN POLICE ON BOARD THE CELTIC. THERE IS ALWAYS SOME DUTY
FOR UNCLE SAM'S MEN ON LAND OR SEA. |
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| MINSTRELS ON BOARD THE "SAXONIA." TYPICAL GROUP ORGANIZED ON
THE TRANSPORTS TO ENTERTAIN WOUNDED BOYS RETURNING FROM
FRANCE. |
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| FOUR CAVERNS, STUDDED WITH IVORY, FURNISH HARMONY IN THE
TRAINING CAMP. |
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| LIEUT. MAXOM AND HIS BAND, WHO SAW DISTINGUISHED SERVICE IN
FRANCE. |
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| GROUP ON EDGE OF PIER WAITING TO ENTRAIN FOR DEMOBILIZATION
CAMP. PART OF THE 351ST ARTILLERY UNIT SPECIALLY MENTIONED BY
GENERAL PERSHING. |
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| SALVATION ARMY LASSIES HANDING OUT CHOCOLATE TO TWO SOLDIERS
OF 351ST ARTILLERY. . |
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| HEROES OF 351ST ARTILLERY GREETING FRIENDS AFTER DEBARKING
FROM THE TRANSPORT LOUISVILLE. |
"Mammy,
these French people don't bother with no color line business. They
treat us so good that the only time I ever know I'm colored is when
I look in the glass."
HEROES OF THE 371ST AND 372ND.
Cross of the Legion of Honor
372ND REGIMENT.
Medal Militaire
372ND REGIMENT.
Corp. Depew Pryor Corp. Clifton Morrison
Pvt. Clarence Van Allen
Distinguished Service Cross
371ST REGIMENT.
Sergt Lee R. McClelland Pvt. Willie Boston
Corp. Sandy E. Jones Pvt. Tillman Webster
Pvt. Bruce Stoney Pvt. Ellison Moses
Pvt. Charlie Butler Pvt. Hunius Diggs
372ND REGIMENT.
Major Johnson Sergt. Ira M. Payne
Corp. Depew Pryor
Croix de Guerre
372ND REGIMENT.
Col. Herschell Tupes Sergt. Homer Crabtree
Major Johnson Sergt. Norman Winsmore
Major Clark L. Dickson Sergt. William A. Carter
Lieut. Jerome Meyer Sergt. George H. Jordan
Sergt. Major Samuel B. Webster Sergt. Bruce Meddows
Sergt. John A. Johnson Sergt. Harry Gibson
Sergt. Ira M. Payne Corp. John R. White
Sergt James A. Marshall Corp. Benjamin Butler
Sergt. Norman Jones Corp. March Graham
Pvt. Warwick Alexander Pvt. Joseph McKamey
Pvt. George H. Budd Pvt. William Dickerson
Pvt. Thomas A. Frederick Pvt. William Johnson
Pvt. John S. Parks Pvt. Walter Dennis
Pvt. Charles H. Murphy Pvt. Charles E. Cross
Pvt. William N. Mathew Pvt. William H. Braxton
Pvt. Ernest Payne Pvt. Nunley Matthews
CHAPTER XX.
MID SHOT AND SHELL.
CHAPTER XXI.
THE LONG, LONG TRAIL.
"The Negroes proved themselves especially good
soldiers during gas attacks," said Colonel Rothwell, "which were
numerous and of a very treacherous nature. During the wet weather
the gas would remain close to the ground and settle, where it was
comparatively harmless, but with the breaking out of the sun it
would rise in clouds suddenly and play havoc with the
troops."
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| WOUNDED NEGRO SOLDIERS CONVALESCING IN BASE HOSPITAL. IN THE
PICTURE ARE TWO COLORED WOMEN AMBULANCE DRIVERS. |
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| SAMPLE OF IDENTITY CARD CARRIED BY SOLDIERS OF THE AMERICAN
EXPEDITIONARY FORCES. EACH IDENTIFICATION WAS PRINTED IN ENGLISH
AND FRENCH AND INCLUDED A PHOTOGRAPH OF THE OWNER. THE NUMBER ON
THE CARD CORRESPONDING WITH A METAL TAG ON THE MAN'S ARM. |
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| NEGRO OFFICERS OF 366TH INFANTRY WHO ACHIEVED DISTINCTION IN
FRANCE. LEFT TO RIGHT. LIEUT C.L. ABBOTT, CAPT. JOS. L. LOWE,
LIEUT. A.R. FISHER, CAPT. E. WHITE. |
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| DISTINGUISHED OFFICERS OF THE 6TH ILLINOIS (370TH INFANTRY).
FIRST ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT, CAPT. D.J. WARNER, A.H. JONES. LIEUT.
E.G. WHITE, LIEUT. J.D. RAINEY, LIEUT. BERNARD McGWIN. SECOND
ROW—LIEUT. LUTHER J. HARRIS, LIEUT. ALVIN M. JORDAN, LIEUT.
E.L. GOODLETT, LIEUT. J.T. BAKER. THIRD ROW, LIEUT. F.J. JOHNSON,
LIEUT. JEROME L. HUBERT. |
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| DISTINGUISHED OFFICERS OF 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH INFANTRY). LEFT
TO RIGHT, LIEUT. LAWSON PRICE, LIEUT. O.A. BROWNING, LIEUT. W.
STEARLES, CAPT. LEWIS E. JOHNSON, LIEUT. EDMOND G. WHITE, LIEUT.
F.W. BATES, LIEUT. E.F.E. WILLIAMS, LIEUT. BINGA DISMOND. |
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| COLONEL CHARLES YOUNG, RANKING NEGRO OFFICER OF THE REGULAR
ARMY. ONE OF THREE WHO HAVE BEEN COMMISSIONED FROM THE UNITED
STATES MILITARY ACADEMY AT WEST POINT. A VETERAN OFFICER OF THE
SPANISH-AMERICAN WAR AND WESTERN CAMPAIGNS. DETAILED TO ACTIVE
SERVICE, CAMP GRANT, ROCKFORD, ILLINOIS. DURING THE WORLD
WAR. |
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| TWO NOTED PARTISANS OF THE ALLIES IN THE GREAT WORLD WAR:
MRS. J.H.H. SENGSTACKE, AND HER FAMOUS SON, ROBERT SENGSTACKE
ABBOTT, EDITOR AND PUBLISHER OF THE CHICAGO DEFENDER. IT WAS MRS.
SENGSTACKE WHO, WHEN THE DEFENDER HAD REACHED THE ONE HUNDRED
THOUSAND MARK OF ITS CIRCULATION, STARTED THE PRESS THAT RAN OFF
THE EDITION, FLAMING WITH CHEER AN INSPIRATION FOR "OUR BOYS" IN
THE TRENCHES "OVER THERE." |
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| REUNITED AND HAPPY. LIEUT. COLONEL OTIS B. DUNCAN OF 8TH
ILLINOIS (370TH INFANTRY), WHO CAME OUT OF THE WAR THE RANKING
NEGRO IN THE AMERICAN EXPEDITIONARY FORCES; HIS FATHER AND
MOTHER. |
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| MISS VIVIAN HARSH, MEMBER CHICAGO CHAPTER OF CANTEEN WORKERS,
PASSING OUT SMOKES TO RETURNED SOLDIERS OF 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH
INFANTRY). |
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| OFFICERS OF 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH INFANTRY). DECORATED BY
FRENCH FOR GALLANTRY IN ACTION. LEFT TO RIGHT. LIEUT. THOMAS A.
PAINTER, CAPT. STEWART ALEXANDER, LIEUT. FRANK ROBINSON. |
"I thought that the message might contain information
that would save lives."
CHAPTER
XXII.
GLORY THAT WONT COME OFF.
"Permit me to extend to the officers and men of the
167th Field Artillery Brigade, especially the 351st regiment, my
congratulations for the excellent manner in which they conducted
themselves during the twelve days they were on the front. The
work of the unit was so meritorious that after the
accomplishments of the brigade were brought to my attention I was
preparing to assign the unit to very important work in the second
offensive. You men acted like veterans, never failing to reach
your objective, once orders had been given you. I wish to thank
you for your work."
"I will ever cherish the words of the Commander in
Chief, the compliment he paid, in all sincerity to this brigade,
when he watched it pass in review. I wish the brigade to
understand that those words of appreciation were evoked only
because each man had worked conscientiously and unflaggingly to
make the organization a success. The men went into the line in a
manner to win the praise of all."
"When the regiment trained at Camp Meade," he said,
"the men showed the best desire, to make good soldiers. In France
they outdid their own expectations and shed glory for all.
"We didn't get into action until October 28th, but after that we
kept at the Germans until the last day.
"The men of the 351st were so anxious to get into service that
before they were ordered to the front they found it difficult to
restrain their impatience at being held back. However, their long
training in France did them a lot of good, the experience of
being taught by veteran Americans and Frenchmen proving of great
value when it came to actual battle.
"They never flinched under fire, always stood by their guns and
made the famous 155 millimeter French guns, with which we were
equipped, fairly smoke.
"I have been a regular army man for many years, and have always
been in command of white troops. Let me say to you that never
have I commanded a more capable, courageous and intelligent
regiment than this. It would give me the greatest pleasure to
continue my army career in command of this regiment of
Negroes.
"Not only was their morale splendid but they were especially
ready to accept discipline. They idolized their officers and
would have followed them through hell if necessary.
"Fortunately, though many were wounded by shrapnel and a number
made ill by gas fumes, we suffered no casualties in the slain
column. About twenty-five died of sickness and accidents, but we
lost none in action.
"When the armistice came our hits were making such tremendous
scores against the enemy that prisoners taken by the Americans
declared the destruction wrought by the guns was terrific. On the
last day and in the last hour of the war our guns fairly beat a
rat-a-tat on the enemy positions. We let them have it while we
could."
"The morale and morals of the men were splendid.
Disease of the serious type was unknown. The men were careful to
keep within bounds. They gave their officers no trouble, and each
man strove to keep up the high standard expected of him. From the
time we reached France in June, 1918, until the time we quit that
country we worked hard to maintain a clean record and we
certainly succeeded."
Headquarters 349th Field
Artillery, American Expeditionary
Forces, France, A.P.O. 722,
September 6, 1918.
The following letter having been received, is published
for the information of the regiment, and will be read at retreat
Saturday, September 7, 1918. By order of
COLONEL MOORE.
JOSEPH H. McNALLY, Captain and Adjutant.
FRENCH REPUBLIC
Town Hall of Montmorillion
(Vienne)
Montmorillion, August 12, 1918.
Dear Colonel:
At the occasion of your departure permit me to express
to you my regrets and those of the whole population.
From the very day of its arrival your regiment, by its
behavior and its military appearance, it excited the
admiration of all of us.
Of the sojourn of yourself and your colored soldiers
among us we will keep the best memory and remember your
regiment as a picked one.
From the beginning a real brotherhood was established
between your soldiers and our people, who were glad to
welcome the gallant allies of France.
Having learned to know them, the whole population
holds them in great esteem, and we all join in saying the
best of them.
I hope that the white troops replacing your regiment
will give us equal satisfaction; but whatever their attitude
may be, they cannot surpass your 349th Field Artillery.
Please accept the assurance of my best and most
distinguished feelings.
G. DE FONT-REAULX,
Assistant Mayor.
Headquarters 349th Field
Artillery, American Expeditionary
Forces, France, A.P.O. 766,
January 25, 1919.
The following letter having been received is published
for the information of the regiment. By order of
COLONEL O'NEIL.
GEORGE B. COMPTON, Captain and Adjutant.
MAIRIE DE DOMFRONT
(Orne)
Domfront, January 22, 1919.
The mayor of the town of Domfront has the very great
pleasure to state and declare that the 349th regiment of
the 167th Field Artillery Brigade, has been billeted at
Domfront from the 28th of December, 1918, to the 22nd of
January, 1919, and that during this period the officers
as well as the men have won the esteem and sympathy of all
the population.
The black officers as well as the white officers have
made here many friends, and go away leaving behind them the
best remembrances. As to the private soldiers, their behavior
during the whole time has been above all praise.
It is the duty of the mayor of Domfront to bid the
general, officers and men a last farewell, and to express to
all his thanks and gratitude for their friendly intercourse
with the civilian population.
F. BERLIN, Mayor.
CHAPTER
XXIII.
NOR STORIED URN, NOR MOUNTING SHAFT.
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| OFFICERS OF THE 15TH NEW YORK (369TH INFANTRY), MARCHING IN
PARADE PRIOR TO THE WAR. LEFT TO RIGHT—COL. WM. HAYWARD,
BERT WILLIAMS. FAMOUS COMEDIAN AND DR. G. McSWEENEY. |
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| AFTER THE WAR. ONE OF THE NUMBER OF AUTOMOBILES BEARING
WOUNDED OFFICERS AND SOLDIERS OF THE 15TH NEW YORK (369TH
INFANTRY). MAJOR DAVID L. 'ESPERANCE (WITH HELMET) AND MAJOR
LORRILARD SPENCER. |
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| A REPRESENTATIVE GROUP OF NEGRO OFFICERS OF "MOSS'S
BUFFALOES" (167TH INFANTRY). THE LITTLE LADY WITH THE BOUQUET IS
ONE OF THEIR FRENCH ACQUAINTANCES. |
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| CAPTAIN JOHN H. PATTON, REGIMENTAL ADJUTANT, 8TH ILLINOIS
INFANTRY. FROM JUNE 26, 1916, TO SEPTEMBER 11, 1918. COMMANDING
2ND BATTALION, 370TH INFANTRY, FROM SEPTEMBER 11, 1918, TO
DECEMBER 25, 1918. SAINT MIHIEL SECTOR FROM JUNE 21, 1918, TO
JULY 3, 1918. ARGONNE FOREST FROM JULY 6, 1916, TO AUGUST 15,
1918. BATTLES FOR MONT DES SIGNES, FROM SEPTEMBER 16 TO 30, 1918.
OISE-AISNE OFFENSIVE, FROM SEPTEMBER 30, 1918. TO NOVEMBER 11,
1918. AWARDED THE FRENCH CROIX DE GUERRE FOR MERITORIOUS SERVICE
COVERING PERIOD FROM SEPTEMBER 11 TO NOVEMBER 11, 1918. |
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| EMIL LAURENT, NEGRO CORPORAL OF 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH
INFANTRY), A CROIX DE GUERRE WINNER, ENGAGED IN FIELD TELEPHONE
SERVICE IN A FRENCH WOOD. |
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| GROUP OF "HELL FIGHTERS' (369TH INFANTRY) WITH THEIR JEWELRY
(CROIX DE GUERRE). FRONT ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT, "EAGLE EYE" EDWARD
WILLIAMS, "LAMP LIGHT" HERB TAYLOR, LEON TRAINOR, "KID HAWK"
RALPH HAWKINS, BACK ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT, SERGT. M.D. PRIMUS,
SERGT. DANIEL STORMS, "KID WONEY" JOE WILLIAMS, "KID BUCK" ALFRED
HANLY AND CORP. T.W. TAYLOR. |
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| DR. JOSEPH H. WARD ON TRANSPORT FRANCE. THE ONLY NEGRO
ATTAINING THE RANK OF MAJOR IN THE MEDICAL CORPS OF THE AMERICAN
EXPEDITIONARY FORCES. |
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| CAPTAIN NAPOLEON B. MARSHALL, FAMOUS HARVARD ATHLETE, WHO
HELPED ORGANIZE 15TH NEW YORK AND WAS ONE OF ITS ORIGINAL NEGRO
OFFICERS. HE WAS SERIOUSLY WOUNDED AT METZ. |
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| BRAVE NEGROES HOMEWARD BOUND FROM WAR. FIRST CALL FOR
DINNER. |
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| "MOSS'S BUFFALOES" (367TH INFANTRY), REVIEWED BY GOVERNOR
WHITMAN AFTER FLAG PRESENTATION IN FRONT OF UNION LEAGUE CLUB,
NEW YORK. |
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| THE "BUFFALOES" (367TH INFANTRY), RETURNING TO NEW YORK AFTER
VALIANT SERVICE IN FRANCE. THEIR COLORS STILL FLYING. |
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| SOLDIERS WHO DISTINGUISHED THEMSELVES AT THE FORTRESS OF
METZ. GROUP BELONGING TO 365TH INFANTRY ARRIVING AT CHICAGO
STATION. |
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| HOMEWARD BOUND IN A PULLMAN CAR. NO "JIM CROWING THERE." THE
NEGRO BEARS ON HIS SHOULDER THE CITATION CORD AND EMBLEM DENOTING
VALOROUS SERVICE. |
"To many of our people back in the 'States,'" wrote
Mr. Tyler from France, "who saw our boys embark on fine American
railroad coaches and Pullman sleepers to cover the first lap of
their hoped-for pilgrimage to Berlin, the coaches they must ride
in over here would arouse a mild protest. I stood at Vierzon, one
of France's many quaint old towns recently, and saw a long train
of freight cars roll in, en route to some point further distant.
In these cars with but a limited number of boxes to sit upon, and
just the floors to stand upon, were crowded some 1,000 of our own
colored soldiers from the States. But a jollier crowd never rode
through American cities in Pullman sleepers and diners than those
1,000 colored troopers. They accepted passage on these rude box
freight cars cheerfully, for they knew they were now in war, and
palace cars, downy coaches and the usual American railroad
conveniences were neither available nor desirable.
"The point I wish to convey to the people back home is that did
they but know how cheerfully, even eagerly our boys over here
accept war time conveniences, they would not worry quite so much
about how the boys are faring. They are being wholesomely and
plenteously fed; they are warmly clothed, they are cheerful and
uncomplaining as they know this is war and for that reason know
exactly what they must expect. To the soldier who must at times
sleep with but the canopy of heaven as a covering, and the earth
as a mattress, a box freight car that shields him from the rain
and wind is a real luxury, and he accepts it as such.
"There need not be any worry back home as to the maintenance of
our colored soldiers over here. They receive the same substantial
fare the white soldier receives, and the white soldier travels
from point to point in the same box freight cars as afford means
of passage for colored soldiers. In short, when it comes to
maintenance and equipment, and consideration for the comfort of
the American soldier, to use a trite saying, 'the folks are as
good as the people.' There is absolutely no discrimination, and
the cheerfulness of those 1,000 boys whose freight cars became,
in imagination, Pullman palace cars, was the proof to me that the
colored boys in the ranks are getting a fifty-fifty break."
"Two more stories have come to me," continues Mr. Tyler, "to
prove that our colored soldiers preserve and radiate their humor
even where shells and shrapnel fly thickest. A colored soldier
slightly wounded in the Argonne fighting—and let me assure
you there was 'some' fighting there—sat down beside the
road to wait for a chance to ride to the field hospital. A
comrade hastening forward to his place in the line, and anxious
for the latest news of the progressing battle, asked the wounded
brother if he had been in the fight; did he know all about it,
and how were things going at the front. 'I sure does know all
about it,' the wounded man replied. 'Well, what's happened to
them?' quickly asked the trooper on his way to the front. 'Well,
it was this way,' replied the wounded one, 'I was climbin' over
some barbed wire tryin' to get to those d—n Boches, and
they shot me; that's what I know about it.'
"A company water cart was following the advancing troops when a
German shell burst in the ditch almost beside the cart. The horse
on the shell side was killed, and the driver was wounded in the
head. While the blood from his wound ran freely down his face,
the driver took one look at the wreckage, then started stumbling
back along the road. A white lieutenant who had seen it all
stopped the driver of the cart and said:
"The dressing station is—"
"Before he could finish his sentence, the wounded driver, with
the blood flowing in rivulets down his face, said: 'Dressing
station hell; I'm looking for another horse to hitch to that cart
and take the place of the one the shell put out of
commission.'
"That was a bit of nerve, grim humor and evidence of fidelity to
duty. A mere wound in the head could not stop that driver from
keeping up with the troops with a needed supply of
water."
"A colored soldier was buried at sea today. The flags
on all the ships of the fleet have been at half-mast all day. It
mattered not that the soldier came from a lowly cabin. It
mattered not that his skin was black. He was a soldier in the
army of the United States, and was on his way to fight for
Democracy and Civilization.
"The announcement of his death was signalled to every commander
and every ship prepared to do honor to the colored soldier. As
the sun was setting the guard of honor, including all the
officers from commander down, came to attention. The body of the
Negro trooper wrapped in the American flag, was tenderly carried
to the stern of the ship. The chaplain read the solemn burial
service. The engines of the fleet were checked. The troop ship
was stopped for the only time in the long trip from America to
Europe. The bugle sounded Taps and the body of the American
soldier was committed to the great ocean and to God.
"The comradeship of the solemn occasion was the comradeship of
real Democracy. There was neither black nor white, North nor
South, rich nor poor. All united in rendering honor to the Negro
soldier who died in the service of humanity."
"I have come back with ten times the good opinion I
had of our soldiers for the work they did. Everywhere I went I
found that the American soldiers had left a good impression
behind and there was nothing but the greatest praise for
them.
"During the present voyage I have been among the colored troops
on board and talked with them and learned what American
soldiering has done for them. They are better men than they were
when they went away."
CHAPTER
XXIV.
THOSE WHO NEVER WILL RETURN.
"I know, mother," cried one youth broken on the
field, whose mother found him in a hospital, "that I began to see
over there how thoughtless, indeed, almost brutal, I had always
been. Somehow, in spite of my loving you, I just couldn't talk to
you. Why, when I think how I used to close up like a clam every
time you asked me anything about myself——" He broke
off and with fervent humility kissed the hand in his own. "Please
forget it all, mother," he whispered. "It's never going to be
that way again. I found out over there—I knew what it was
not to have anyone to tell things to—and now, why you've
got to listen to me all the rest of your life,
mother."
"Man has labored through the ages that you might be
born free. Man has fought that you might live in peace. He has
studied that you might have learning. He has left you the
heritage of the ages that you might carry on.
"Ahead are the children of the next generation. It's on, on, you
must be going. You, too, are torch-bearers of liberty. You, too,
must take your place in the search for freedom, the quest for the
Holy Grail. 'Twas for this you, the children of America were
born, were educated. Fulfill your destiny."
"To the colored soldiers of the United States
Army.
"Hello, boys, what are you doing over there? Fighting the
Germans? Why? Have they ever done you any harm?
"Do you enjoy the same rights as the white people do in America,
the land of freedom and democracy, or are you not rather treated
over there as second class citizens? And how about the law? Are
lynchings and the most horrible crimes connected therewith a
lawful proceeding in a democratic country?
"Now, all this is entirely different in Germany, where they do
like colored people; where they treat them as gentlemen and not
as second class citizens. They enjoy exactly the same privileges
as white men, and quite a number of colored people have fine
positions in business in Berlin and other German cities.
"Why then fight the Germans? Only for the benefit of the Wall
street robbers and to protect the millions they have loaned the
English, French and Italians?
"You have never seen Germany, so you are fools if you allow
yourselves to hate us. Come over and see for yourselves. To carry
a gun in this service is not an honor but a shame. Throw it away
and come over to the German lines. You will find friends who will
help you along."
"The result of this working together in these war
activities brought the whites and Negroes into a more helpful
relationship. It is the earnest desire of all Negroes that these
helpful cooperating relationships shall continue."
"I earnestly hope that the state and city will not
allow this splendid organization to pass entirely out of
existence, but will rebuild around the nucleus of these men and
their flags from which hang the Croix de Guerre, a 15th New York
to which their children and grandchildren will belong; an
organization with a home of its own in a big, modern armory. This
should be a social center for the colored citizens of New York,
and the regiment should be an inspiration to them. It should be
officered throughout by colored men, though I and every other
white officer who fought with the old 15th will be glad and proud
to act in an honorary or advisory capacity. Let the old 15th
'carry on' as our British comrades phrase it."
CHAPTER XXV.
QUIET HEROES OF THE BRAWNY ARM.
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| BACK WITH THE HEROIC 15TH (369TH INFANTRY). LIEUT. JAMES
REESE EUROPE'S FAMOUS BAND PARADING UP LENOX AVENUE, HARLEM, NEW
YORK CITY. LIEUT. EUROPE SPECIALLY ENLARGED IN LEFT
FOREGROUND. |
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| SERGEANT HENRY JOHNSON (STANDING WITH FLOWERS), NEGRO HERO OF
369TH INFANTRY. IN NEW YORK PARADE. HE WAS THE FIRST SOLDIER OF
ANY RACE IN THE AMERICAN ARMY TO RECEIVE THE CROIX DE GUERRE WITH
PALM. NEEDHAM ROBERTS, HIS FIGHTING COMPANION, IN INSET. |
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| RETURNING FROM THE WAR. MUSICIANS OF 365TH INFANTRY LEADING
PARADE OF THE REGIMENT IN MICHIGAN BOULEVARD. CHICAGO. |
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| SOLDIERS OF 365TH INFANTRY MARCHING DOWN MICHIGAN BOULEVARD.
CHICAGO. THIS REGIMENT WAS PART OF THE CELEBRATED 92ND DIVISION
OF SELECTIVE DRAFT MEN. |
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| THE SEVEN AGES OF MEN. CURBSTONE GROUPS IN NEW YORK LINED UP
TO GIVE THE HEROES WELCOME. THE SCENES WERE TYPICAL OF MANY IN
CITIES AND TOWNS ALL OVER THE COUNTRY. |
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| COLONEL FRANKLIN A. DENISON, FORMER COMMANDER OF 8TH ILLINOIS
(370TH INFANTRY), INVALIDED HOME FROM FRANCE JULY 12, 1918. |
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| FIRST COMMANDER OF THE 8TH ILLINOIS INFANTRY, COLONEL JOHN R.
MARSHALL, WHO INCREASED THE ORGANIZATION FROM A BATTALION TO A
REGIMENT, EVERY OFFICER AND MAN A NEGRO. UNDER COL. MARSHALL THE
REGIMENT SAW DISTINGUISHED SERVICE IN THE SPANISH-AMERICAN
WAR. |
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| FORMER OFFICERS OF 370TH INFANTRY (OLD 8TH). LEFT, COLONEL
FRANKLIN A. DENISON, COMMANDER UNTIL JULY, 1918; CENTER, COLONEL
T.A. ROBERTS (WHITE). SUCCEEDING COMMANDER; RIGHT, LIEUT. COLONEL
OTIS B. DUNCAN. APPOINTED COLONEL TO SUCCEED COLONEL T.A.
ROBERTS. |
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| CROWD ON THE LAKE FRONT IN CHICAGO ALMOST SMOTHERS RETURNING
SOLDIERS OF "FIGHTING 8TH" (370TH INFANTRY). |
"It is with many keen thrusts of sorrow that I am
obliged to leave this camp and the men who have made up this
organization. The men for whose uplift you are working have not
only gained, but have truly earned a large place in my heart, and
I will always cherish a loving memory of the men of this
wonderful organization which I have had the honor and privilege
to command."
"I had the pleasure and honor to shake hands with
hundreds of colored stevedores and engineers while in France. The
majority were from the South, where there is a friendly, warm sun
many months of the year. When I talked with them no sun of any
kind had greeted them for weeks. It was the rainy season when a
clear sky is a rarity and a downpour of rain is a daily
occurrence. Yet, there was not one word of complaint heard, for
they were 'doing their bit' as expected of real soldiers.
Naturally they expressed a desire to get home soon, but this was
a wish I often heard made by a doughboy.
"Members of the 'S.O.S.' will not came back to America wearing
the Distinguished Service Cross or the Croix de Guerre for
exceptional gallantry under fire, but the history of the great
world war would be incomplete and lacking in authenticity if
writers failed to tell of the bloodless deeds of heroism
performed by non-combatant members of the American Expeditionary
Forces."
THE STEVEDORES
We are the Army Stevedores, lusty and virile and strong.
We are given the hardest work of the war, and the hours are long.
We handle the heavy boxes and shovel the dirty coal;
While soldiers and sailors work in the light, we burrow below like a mole.
But somebody has to do this work or the soldiers could not fight!
And whatever work is given a man is good if he does it right.
We are the Army Stevedores, and we are volunteers.
We did not wait for the draft to come, and put aside our fears.
We flung them away to the winds of fate at the very first call of our land.
And each of us offered a willing heart, and the strength of a brawny hand.
We are the Army Stevedores, and work we must and may,
The cross of honor will never be ours to proudly wear and sway.
But the men at the front could not be there, and the battles could not be won.
If the stevedores stopped in their dull routine and left their work undone.
Somebody has to do this work; be glad that it isn't you.
We are the Army Stevedores—give us our due.
CHAPTER
XXVI.
UNSELFISH WORKERS IN THE VINEYARD.
"I wish to congratulate you," Mr. Roosevelt said,
"upon the dignity and self-restraint with which the Circle has
stated its case in its circulars. It is put better than I could
express it when your officers say: 'They, (the Negroes) like the
boys at the front and in the camps to know that there is a
distinctly colored organization working for them. They also like
the people at home to know that such an organization, although
started and maintained with a friendly cooperation from white
friends, is intended to prove to the world that colored people
themselves can manage war relief in an efficient, honest and
dignified way, and so bring honor to their race.
"The greatest work the colored man can do to help his race
upward," continued Mr. Roosevelt, "is through his or her own
person to show the true dignity of service. I see in the list of
your vice-presidents and also of your directors the name of
Colonel Charles Young, and that reminds me that if I had been
permitted to raise a brigade of troops and go to the other side,
I should have raised for that brigade two colored regiments, one
of which would have had all colored officers. And the colonel of
that regiment was to have been Colonel Charles Young.
"One of the officers of the other regiment was to have been 'Ham'
Fish. He is now an officer of the 15th, the regiment of Negroes
which Mr. Cobb so justly has praised, and when 'Ham' Fish was
offered a chance for promotion with a transfer to another
command, I am glad to say he declined with thanks, remarking that
he 'guessed he's stay with the sunburned Yankees."'
"Many nice things were said at the meeting,"
commented the New York Age, "but the nicest of all was the
statement that after the war the Negro over here will get more
than a sip from the cup of democracy."
"On the semi-tropical island of St. Helena, S.C., the
native islanders have, in times past, been content to busy
themselves in their beautiful cotton fields or in their own
little palmetto-shaded houses, but the war has brought to them as
to the rest of the world broader vision, and now, despite their
very limited resources, 71 of them have formed Unit No. 29 of the
Circle. They not only do war work, but they give whatever service
is needed in the community. The members knit for the soldiers and
write letters to St. Helena boys for their relatives. During the
influenza epidemic the unit formed itself into a health committee
in cooperation with the Red Cross and did most effective work in
preventing the spread of the disease."
CHAPTER
XXVII.
NEGRO IN ARMY PERSONNEL.
Misc. Figures Sept. 3
Sept. 1 Sept 25 Upon Draft
Occupation— Draft Draft 59,826 Men White
Mechanical engineer 7 30 8 25
Blacksmith 393 334 331 733
Dock builder ... ... 15 ...
Carpenter 862 571 670 2,157
Stockkeeper 161 176 140 562
Structural steel worker 463 326 351 334
Chauffeur 3,561 4,003 3,300 7,191
Chauffeur, heavy truck 1,304 1,356 987 2,061
Bricklayer 189 99 132 223
Hostler 3,351 1,433 2,062 3,559
Teamster or wagoner 8,678 12,660 9,534 13,691
Transit and levelman ... 4 2 47
Axeman logger 1,192 1,759 1,423 1,827
Clerical worker 603 395 324 4,159
Baker and cook 4,129 3,157 2,974 1,077
Musician 105 17 115 160
Alto horn 56 47 38 46
Baritone 21 21 15 16
Bass horn 35 21 18 16
Clarinet 21 64 25 66
Cornet 98 56 67 132
Flute 21 ... 5 29
Saxaphone 7 13 10 23
Trap drum 217 197 100 46
Trombone 42 69 40 67
Bugler 14 13 12 24
Saddler ... 26 3 12
Crane operator, hoistman 21 39 42 44
Crane operator, pile driver ... 13 12 7
Crane operator, shovel ... 13 5 30
Oxy-acetylene welder ... 21 8 44
Rigger and cordage worker 49 77 57 40
Stevedore, cargo handler 161 34 68 10
Longshoreman 652 664 651 15
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26,413 27,708 23,544 38,473
Figures are for general service drafts and do not include the enlarged
list of occupations for which both whites and Negroes were selected.
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| FIVE SEA TUGS PUSHING TRANSPORT "FRANCE" INTO DOCK. SHIP
LADEN WITH MEMBERS OF NEW YORK'S "FIGHTING 15TH" (369TH INFANTRY)
AND CHICAGO'S "FIGHTING 8TH" (370TH INFANTRY) NEGRO HEROES FROM
BATTLEFIELDS OF EUROPE. |
CHAPTER
XXVIII.
THE KNOCKOUT BLOW.
"The conclusion of the fourth year of the war marks
the passing of the period of crisis. We can now with added
confidence, look forward to the future."
"The full fruits of victory in the counter offensive
begun so gloriously by Franco-American troops on July 18, were
reaped today, when the enemy who met his second great defeat on
the Marne, was driven in confusion beyond the line of the Vesle.
The enemy, in spite of suffering the severest losses, has proved
incapable of stemming the onslaught of our troops, fighting for
liberty side by side with French, British and Italian veterans.
In the course of the operations, 8,400 prisoners and 133 guns
have been captured by our men alone. Our troops have taken Fismes
by assault and hold the south bank of the Vesle in this
section."
"Thousands of American heavy guns fired the parting
shot to the Germans at exactly 11 o'clock this morning. The line
reached by the American forces was staked out this afternoon. The
Germans hurled a few shells into Verdun just before 11
o'clock.
"On the entire American front from the Moselle to the region of
Sedan, there was artillery activity in the morning, all the
batteries preparing for the final salvos.
"At many batteries the artillerists joined hands, forming a long
line as the lanyard of the final shot. There were a few seconds
of silence as the shells shot through the heavy mist. Then the
gunners cheered. American flags were raised by the soldiers over
their dugouts and guns and at the various headquarters. Soon
afterward the boys were preparing for luncheon. All were hungry
as they had breakfasted early in anticipation of what they
considered the greatest day in American history."
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| RETURN OF THE 15TH NEW YORK, 369TH INFANTRY. SHOWN SWINGING
UP LENOX AVENUE. NEW YORK CITY WHERE THEY RECEIVED A ROYAL
WELCOME. |
CHAPTER
XXIX.
HOMECOMING HEROES.
"The town that's always ready to take off its hat and
give a whoop for a man who's done something—'no matter who
or what he was before,' as the old Tommy Atkins song has
it—turned itself loose yesterday in welcoming home a
regiment of its own fighting sons that not only did something,
but did a whole lot in winning democracy's war.
"In official records, and in the histories that youngsters will
study in generations to come, this regiment will probably always
be known as the 369th Infantry, U.S.A.
"But in the hearts of a quarter million or more who lined the
streets yesterday to greet it, it was no such thing. It was the
old 15th New York. And so it will be in this city's memory,
archives and in the folk lore of the descendants of the men who
made up its straight, smartly stepping ranks.
"New York is not race-proud nor race-prejudiced. That this 369th
Regiment, with the exception of its eighty-nine white officers,
was composed entirely of Negroes, made no difference in the
shouts and flagwaving and handshakes that were bestowed upon it.
New York gave its Old 15th the fullest welcome of its heart.
"Through scores of thousands of cheering white citizens, and then
through a greater multitude of its own color, the regiment, the
first actual fighting unit to parade as a unit here, marched in
midday up Fifth Avenue and through Harlem, there to be almost
assailed by the colored folks left behind when it went away to
glory.
"Later it was feasted and entertained, and this time very nearly
smothered with hugs and kisses by kin and friends, at the 71st
Regiment Armory. Still later, perfectly behaved and perfectly
ecstatic over its reception, the regiment returned to Camp Upton
to await its mustering out.
"You knew these dark lads a year and a half ago, maybe, as
persons to be slipped a dime as a tip and scarcely glanced it.
They were your elevator boys, your waiters, the Pullman porters
who made up your berths (though of course you'd never dare to
slip a Pullman porter a dime). But, if you were like many a
prosperous white citizen yesterday you were mighty proud to grasp
Jim or Henry or Sam by the hand and then boast among your friends
that you possessed his acquaintance.
"When a regiment has the medal honors of France upon its flags
and it has put the fear of God into Germany time after time, and
its members wear two gold stripes, signifying a year's fighting
service, on one arm, and other stripes, signifying wounds, on the
other, it's a whole lot different outfit from what it was when it
went away. And that's the old 15th N.Y. And the men are
different—and that's Jim and Henry and Sam.
"Col. William Hayward, the distinguished white lawyer and one
time Public Service Commissioner, who is proud to head these
fighters, was watching them line up for their departure shortly
after 6 o'clock last evening, when someone asked him what he
thought of the day.
"'It has been wonderful!' he said, and he gazed with unconcealed
tenderness at his men. 'It's been far beyond my expectations. But
these boys deserve it. There's only one thing missing. I wish
some of Gen. Gouraud's French boys, whom we fought beside, could
be here to see it.'
"The Colonel slapped his hand affectionately upon the shoulder of
his dark-skinned orderly.
"'How about that, Hamilton, old boy?' he inquired.
"'That's right, Colonel, sir; Gen. Gonraud's boys sure would have
enjoyed this day!' the orderly responded as he looked proudly at
the Colonel.
"There's that sort of paternal feeling of the white officers
toward their men, and that filial devotion of the men to their
officers, such as exists in the French Army.
"Much as the white population of the town demonstrated their
welcome to the Regiment, it was, after all, those of their own
color to whom the occasion belonged. And they did themselves
proud In making it an occasion to recall for years in Harlem, San
Juan Hill and Brooklyn, where most of the fighters were
recruited.
"At the official reviewing stand at 60th street, the kinsfolk and
admirers of the regimental lads began to arrive as beforehandedly
as 9 o'clock. They had tickets, and their seats were reserved for
them. The official committee had seen to that—and
nine-tenths of the yellow wooden benches were properly held for
those good Americans of New York whom birth by chance had made
dark-skinned instead of fair. BUT this was their Day of Days, and
they had determined (using their own accentuation) to BE there
and to be there EARLY.
"The first-comers plodded across 59th Street from the San Juan
Hill district, and it was fine to see them. There seemed to be a
little military swank even to the youngsters, as platoons of them
stepped along with faces that had been scrubbed until they shone.
Had a woman a bit of fur, she wore it. Had a man a top
hat—origin or vintage-date immaterial—he displayed
that. All heads were up, high; eyes alight. Beaming smiles
everywhere. No not quite everywhere. Occasionally there was to be
seen on a left sleeve a black band with a gold star, which told
the world that one of the Old 15th would never see the region
west of Columbus Circle, because he had closed his eyes in
France. And the faces of the wearers of these were unlaughing,
but they held themselves just as proudly as the rest.
"Few of the welcomers went flagless. No matter whether a man or
woman wore a jewel or a pair of patent leather boots as a sign of
"class," or tramped afoot to the stand or arrived in a limousine,
nearly every dark hand held the nation's emblem.
"Nearly every one wore white badges bearing the letters:
"Welcome, Fighting 15th," or had pennants upon which stood out
the regimental insignia—a coiled rattlesnake of white on a
black field.
"Those colored folk who could afford it journeyed to the stand in
closed automobiles. Gorgeously gowned women alighted with great
dignity beneath the admiring gaze of their humbler brethren.
Taxies brought up those whose fortunes, perhaps, were not of such
amplitude. Hansoms and hacks conveyed still others, and one party
came in a plumber's wagon, its women members all bundled up in
shawls and blankets against the cold, but grinning delightedly as
the whole stand applauded.
"Children by the thousands lined the east side of the
avenue—Boy Scouts and uniformed kids and little girls with
their school books under their arms, and they sang to the great
delight of the crowd.
"Just why it was that when Governor Smith and former Governor
Whitman and Acting Mayor Moran and the other reviewers appeared
behind a cavalcade of mounted policemen, the youngsters struck up
that army classic, "Oh, How I Hate to Get Up in the Morning," no
one could tell, but it gave the reviewers and the crowd a
laugh.
"With the state and city officials were the members of the Board
of Aldermen, the Board of Estimate, Major Gen. Thomas J. Barry,
Vice Admiral Albert Gleaves, Secretary of State, Francis Hugo;
Rodman Wannamaker and—in a green hat and big fur
coat—William Randolph Hearst. Secretary Baker of the War
Department was unable to attend, but he did the next best thing
and sent his colored assistant, Emmett J. Scott.
"The reviewers arrived at 11:30 and had a good long wait, for at
that time the paraders had not yet left 23rd Street. But what
with the singing, and the general atmosphere of joyousness about
the stand, there was enough to occupy everyone's time.
"There was one feature which took the eye pleasingly—the
number of babies which proud mothers held aloft, fat
pickaninnies, mostly in white, and surrounded by adoring
relatives. These were to see (and be seen by) their daddies for
the first time. Laughingly, the other day, Col. Bill Hayward
spoke of 'our boys' posthumous children,' and said he thought
there were quite a few of them.
"'Some of our boys had to go away pretty quickly,' he reminisced.
'Some of them were only married about twenty minutes or so.'
"'O Colonel!' said the modest Major Little on that occasion.
"'Well, maybe it was a trifle longer than twenty minutes,'
admitted Bill. But anyhow, there was the regiment's posthumous
children in the stand.
"It was 11:26 when the old 15th stepped away from 23rd Street and
Fifth Avenue. They looked the part of the fighting men they were.
At an exact angle over their right shoulders were their
long-bayonetted rifles. Around their waists were belts of
cartridges. On their heads were their 'tin hats,' the steel
helmets that saved many a life, as was attested by the dents and
scars in some of them. Their eyes were straight forward and their
chins, held high naturally, seemed higher than ever because of
the leather straps that circled them. The fighters wore spiral
puttees and their heavy hobbed hiking shoes, which caused a
metallic clash as they scraped over the asphalt.
"At the head of the line rode four platoons of mounted police,
twelve abreast, and then, afoot and alone, Col. Hayward, who
organized the 15th, drilled them when they had nothing but
broomsticks to drill with, fathered them and loved them, and
turned them into the fightingest military organization any man's
army could want.
"The French called them 'Hell Fighters.' The Germans after a few
mix-ups named them 'Blutlustige Schwartzmanner' (blood-thirsty
black men.) But Col. Bill, when he speaks of them uses the words
'those scrapping babies of mine,' and they like that best of all.
Incidentally (when out of his hearing) they refer tenderly to him
as 'Old Bill, that fightin' white man.' So it's fifty-fifty.
"The Colonel had broken a leg in the war, so there were those who
looked for him to limp as he strode out to face the hedge of
spectators that must have numbered a quarter of a million. But
nary a limp. With his full six feet drawn up erectly and his
strong face smiling under his tin hat, he looked every bit the
fighting man as he marched up the centre of the avenue, hailed
every few feet by enthusiasts who knew him socially or in the law
courts or in the business of the Public Service Commission.
"'Didn't your leg hurt you, Bill?' his friends asked him
later.
"'Sure it hurt me; he said, 'but I wasn't going to peg along on
the proudest day of my life!' Which this day was.
"Behind the Colonel marched his staff, Lieut. Col. W.A.
Pickering, Capt. Adjutant Robert Ferguson, Major E.A. Whittemore,
Regimental Sergt. Majors C.A. Connick and B.W. Cheeseman,
Regimental Sergts. L.S. Payne, H.W. Dickerson and W.W. Chisum,
and Sergts. R.C. Craig, D.E. Norman and Kenneth Bellups.
"The Police Band was at the front of the line of march, but it
was a more famous band that provided the music to which the Black
Buddies stepped northward and under the Arch of Victory—the
wonderful jazz organization of Lieut. Jimmie Europe, the one
colored commissioned officer of the regiment. But it wasn't jazz
that started them off. It was the historic Marche du Regiment de
Sambre et Meuse, which has been France's most popular parade
piece since Napoleon's day. As rendered now it had all the crash
of bugle fanfares which is its dominant feature, but an
additional undercurrent of saxaphones and basses that put a new
and more peppery tang into it.
"One hundred strong, and the proudest band of blowers and
pounders that ever reeled off marching melody—Lieut.
Jimmie's boys lived fully up to their reputation. Their music was
as sparkling as the sun that tempered the chill day.
"Four of their drums were instruments which they had captured
from the enemy in Alsace, and ma-an, what a beating was imposed
upon those sheepskins! 'I'd very much admire to have them bush
Germans a-watchin' me today!' said the drummer before the march
started. The Old 15th doesn't say 'Boche' when it refers to the
foe it beat. 'Bush' is the word it uses, and it throws in
'German' for good measure.
"Twenty abreast the heroes marched through a din that never
ceased. They were as soldierly a lot as this town, now used to
soldierly outfits, has ever seen. They had that peculiar sort of
half careless, yet wholly perfect, step that the French display.
Their lines were straight, their rifles at an even angle, and
they moved along with the jaunty ease and lack of stiffness which
comes only to men who have hiked far and frequently.
"The colored folks on the official stand cut loose with a wild,
swelling shriek of joy as the Police Band fell out at 60th Street
and remained there to play the lads along when necessary and
when—now entirely itself—the khaki-clad regiment
filling the street from curb to curb, stepped by.
"Colonel Hayward, with his hand at salute, turned and smiled
happily as he saw his best friend, former Governor Whitman,
standing with his other good friend, Governor Al Smith, with
their silk tiles raised high over their heads. It was the
Governor's first review in New York and the first time he and Mr.
Whitman had got together since Inauguration Day. They were of
different parties, but they were united in greeting Colonel Bill
and his Babies.
"From the stand, from the Knickerbocker Club across the street,
from the nearby residences and from the curbing sounded shouts of
individual greetings for the commander and his staff. But these
were quickly drowned as a roar went up for Lieutenant Europe's
band, with its commander at the head—not swinging a baton
like a common ordinary drum-major, but walking along with the
uniform and side-arms of an officer.
"'The Salute to the 85th,' which they learned from their comrade
regiment of the French Army of General Gouraud, was what they
were playing, a stirring thing full of bugle calls and drum
rolls, which Europe says is the best march he ever heard.
"So swiftly did the platoons sweep by that it took a quick eye to
recognize a brother or a son or a lover or a husband; but the
eyes in the stand were quick, and there were shouts of 'Oh,
Bill!' 'Hey, boy, here's your mammy!' 'Oliver, look at your
baby!' (It wasn't learned whether this referred to a feminine
person or one of those posthumous children Colonel Hayward spoke
about.) 'Hallelujah, Sam! There you are, back home again!'
"Half way down the ranks of the 2,992 paraders appeared the
colors, and all hats came off with double reverence, for the
Stars and Stripes and the blue regimental standard that two husky
ebony lads held proudly aloft had been carried from here to
France, from France to Germany and back again, and each bore the
bronze token with its green and red ribbon that is called the
Croix de Guerre. Keen eyes could see these little medals swinging
from the silk of the flags, high toward the top of the poles.
"At the end of the lines which filled the avenue came a single
automobile, first, with a round-faced smiling white officer
sitting in it and gazing happily from side to side. This was
Major Lorillard Spencer, who was so badly wounded that he came
back in advance of the outfit some weeks ago. There was a special
racket of cheers for him, and then another for Major David L.
'Esperance, also wounded and riding.
"Then a far different figure, but one of the most famous of the
whole war. Henry Johnson! That Henry, once a mild-mannered
chauffeur, who to protect his comrade, Needham Roberts, waded
into a whole patrol of 'bush Germans' with a lot of hand
grenades, his rifle and his trusty 'steel' in the shape of a bolo
knife, and waded into them so energetically that when the
casualties were counted there were four dead foemen in front of
him, thirty-four others done up so badly they couldn't even crawl
away, and heaven knows how many more had been put to flight.
"And now Henry, in commemoration of this exploit, was riding
alone in an open machine. In his left hand he held his tin hat.
In his right he held high over his head a bunch of red and white
lilies which some admirer had pressed upon him. And from side to
side Henry—about as black as any man in the outfit if not a
trifle blacker—bowed from the waist down with all the grace
of a French dancing master. Yes, he bowed, and he grinned from
ear to ear and he waved his lilies, and he didn't overlook a bet
in the way of taking (and liking) all the tributes that were
offered to him.
"A fleet of motor ambulances, back of Henry, carried the wounded
men who were unable to walk, nearly 200 of them. But though they
couldn't walk, they could laugh and wave and shout thanks for the
cheers, all of which they did.
"Almost before the happy colored folk could realize at the
official stand that here were their lads back home again, the
last of the parade rolled along and it was over. With that
formation and the step that was inspired by Lieutenant Europe's
band—and by the Police Band which stood at 60th Street and
kept playing after the music of the other died away—it
required only seventeen minutes for the regiment to pass.
"From this point north the welcome heightened in intensity. Along
the park wall the colored people were banked deeply, everyone
giving them the first ranks nearest the curb. Wives, sweethearts
and mothers began to dash into the ranks and press flowers upon
their men and march alongside with them, arm-in-arm. But this
couldn't be, and Colonel Hayward had to stop the procession for a
time and order the police to put the relatives back on the
sidewalks. But that couldn't stop their noise.
"The residents of the avenue paid fine tribute to the dusky
marchers. It seemed inspiring, at 65th Street, to see Mrs.
Vincent Astor standing in a window of her home, a great flag
about her shoulders and a smaller one in her left hand, waving
salutes. And Henry Frick, at an open window of his home at 73d
Street, waving a flag and cheering at the top of his voice.
"At the corner of 86th street was a wounded colored soldier
wearing the Croix de Guerre and the Victoria Cross as well.
Colonel Hayward pressed to his side with a hearty handshake,
exclaiming: 'Why, I thought you were dead!' It was one of his
boys long ago invalided home.
"No, sir, Colonel, not me. I ain't dead by a long ways yet,
Colonel, sir,' said the lad.
"'How's it going, Colonel?' asked a spectator.
"'Fine,' said the Commander. 'All I'm worrying about is whether
my boys are keeping step.' He needn't have worried.
"The real height of the enthusiasm was reached when, after
passing through 110th street and northward along Lenox Avenue,
the heroes arrived in the real Black Belt of Harlem. This was the
Home, Sweet Home for hundreds of them, the neighborhood they'd
been born in and had grown up in, and from 129th Street north the
windows and roofs and fireescapes of the five and six story
apartment houses were filled to overflowing with their nearest
and dearest.
"The noise drowned the melody of Lieut. Europe's band. Flowers
fell in showers from above. Men, women and children from the
sidewalks overran the police and threw their arms about the
paraders. There was a swirling maelstrom of dark humanity in the
avenue. In the midst of all the racket there could be caught the
personal salutations: 'Oh, honey!' 'Oh, Jim!' 'Oh, you Charlie!'
'There's my boy!' 'There's daddie!' 'How soon you coming home,
son?' It took all the ability of scores of reserve policemen
between 129th Street and 135th Street, where the uptown reviewing
stand was, to pry those colored enthusiasts away from their
soldiermen.
"There was one particular cry which was taken up for blocks along
this district: 'O-oh, you wick-ed Hen-nery Johnson! You wick-ed
ma-an!' and Henry the Boche Killer still bowed and grinned more
widely than ever, if possible.
"'Looks like a funeral, Henry, them lilies!' called one
admirer.
'"Funeral for them bush Germans, boy! Sure a funeral for them
bushes.' shouted Henry.
"The official reviewing party, after the parade had passed 60th
street, had hurried uptown, and so had the Police Band, and so
there were some doings as the old 15th breezed past 135th Street.
But no one up there cared for Governors or ex-Governors or
dignitaries. Every eye was on the Black Buddies and every throat
was opened wide for them.
"At 145th Street the halt was called. Again there was a
tremendous rush of men and women with outstretched arms; the
military discipline had to prevail, and the soldiers were not
allowed to break ranks, nor were the civilians (save the quickest
of them) able to give the hugs and kisses they were overflowing
with.
"As rapidly as possible the fighters were sent down into the
subway station and loaded aboard trains which took them down to
the 71st Regiment Armory at 34th Street and Fourth Avenue. Here
the galleries were filled with as many dusky citizens as could
find places (maybe 2,500 or 3,000) and so great was the crowd in
the neighborhood that the police had to block off 34th Street
almost to Fifth Avenue on the west and Third on the east.
"As each company came up from the subway the friends and
relatives were allowed to go through the lines, and, while the
boys stood still in ranks, but at ease, their kinsfolk were
allowed to take them in their arms and tell them really and
truly, in close-up fashion, what they thought about having them
back.
"When the entire regiment was in the Armory, the civilians in the
gallery broke all bounds. They weren't going to stay up there
while their heroes were down below on the drill-floor! Not they!
They swarmed past the police and depot battalion and so jammed
the floor that it was impossible for the tired Black Buddy even
to sit down. Most of the boys had to take their chicken
dinner—served by colored girls, and the chow, incidentally,
from Delmonico's—standing up with arms about them and
kisses punctuating assaults upon the plates.
"'Some chow, hey Buddy?' would be heard.
"'Pretty bon.' You'd get the answer. 'I'd like to have beaucoup
more of this chicken.' There was noticeable a sprinkling of
French words in the conversation of the Old 15th, and, indeed,
some of them spoke it fluently.
"'Sam told me,' one girl was heard to say, 'that he killed
nineteen of them Germans all his own self, but nobody saw him and
so he didn't get that Cross doo Gare.'"
CHAPTER XXX.
RECONSTRUCTION AND THE NEGRO.
Negro to rise
should share in
its opportunities
"If there is any lesson more essential than any other
for this country to learn, it is the lesson that the enjoyment of
rights should be made conditional upon the performance of
duty."
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| HOMECOMING HEROES OF 8TH ILLINOIS (370TH INFANTRY). FAMOUS
NEGRO FIGHTERS MARCHING IN MICHIGAN BOULEVARD, CHICAGO. |
CHAPTER
XXXI.
THE OTHER FELLOW'S BURDEN.
An Emancipation Day Appeal for Justice.
By W. Allison Sweeney.
Publisher's Note: At our request, Mr. Sweeney
consented to the reproduction of this poem, which with the
accompanying letter from the late Dr. Booker T. Washington, and
the comment by the Chicago Daily News, appeared in that newspaper
just prior to New Years Day, 1914. We regard it as a powerful
argument, affecting the Negro's past condition and his
interests.
The "white man's burden" has been
told the world,
But what of the other fellow's—
The "lion's whelp"?
Lest you forget,
May he not lisp his?
Not in arrogance,
Not in resentment,
But that truth
May stand foursquare?
This then,
Is the Other Fellow's Burden.
* * * * *
Brought into existence
Through the enforced connivance
Of a helpless motherhood
Misused through generations—
America's darkest sin!—
There courses through his veins
In calm insistence—incriminating irony
Of the secrecy of blighting lust!
The best and the vilest blood
Of the South's variegated strain;
Her statesmen and her loafers,
Her chivalry and her ruffians.
Thus bred,
His impulses twisted
At the starting point
By brutality and sensuous savagery,
Should he be crucified?
Is it a cause for wonder
If beneath his skin of many hues—
Black, brown, yellow, white—
Flows the sullen flood
Of resentment for prenatal wrong
And forced humility?
Should it be a wonder
That the muddy life current
Eddying through his arteries,
Crossed with the good and the bad,
Poisoned with conflicting emotions,
Proclaims at times,
Through no fault of his,
That for a surety the sins of fathers
Become the heritage of sons
Even to the fourth generation?
Or that murdered chastity,
That ravished motherhood—
So pitiful, so helpless,
Before the white hot,
Lust-fever of the "master"—
Has borne its sure fruit?
You mutter, "There should be no wonder."
Well, somehow, Sir Caucasian,
Perhaps southern gentleman,
I, marked a "whelp," am moved
To prize that muttered admission.
* * * * *
But listen, please:
The wonder is—the greater one—
That from Lexington to San Juan hill
Disloyalty never smirched
His garments, nor civic wrangle
Nor revolutionary ebullition
Marked him its follower.
A "striker"? Yes!
But he struck the insurgent
And raised the flag.
An ingrate?
Treacherous?
A violator?
When—oh, spectacle that moved the world!
For five bloody years
Of fratricidal strife—
Red days when brothers warred—
He fed the babe,
Shielded the mother.
Guarded the doorsill
Of a million southern homes?
Penniless when freedom came? Most true;
But his accumulations of fifty years
Could finance a group of principalities.
Homeless? Yes; but the cabin and the hut
Of Lincoln's day—uncover at that name!—
Are memories; the mansion of today,
Dowered with culture and refinement,
Sweetened by clean lives,
Is a fact.
Unlettered? Yes;
But the alumni of his schools,
Triumphant over the handicap
Of "previous condition,"
Are to be found the world over
In every assemblage inspired
By the democracy of letters.
In the casting up what appears?
The progeny of lust and helplessness,
He inherited a mottled soul—
"Damned spots" that biased the looker on.
Clothed a freeman,
Turned loose in the land
Creditless, without experience,
He often stumbled, the way being strange,
Sometimes fell.
Mocked, sneered at from every angle,
spurned, hindered in every section,
North, south, east, west,
Refused the most primitive rights,
His slightest mistakes
Made mountains of,
Hunted, burned, hanged,
The death rattle in his throat
Drowned by shouts and laughter
And—think of it!—
The glee of little children.
Still he pressed on, wrought,
Sowed, reaped, builded.
His smile ever ready,
His perplexed soul lighted
With the radiance
Of an unquenchable optimism,
God's presence visualized,
He has risen, step by step.
To the majesty of the home builder,
Useful citizen,
Student, teacher,
Unwavering patriot.
This of the Other Fellow.
What of you, his judges and his patrons?
If it has been your wont
In your treatment of him
Not to reflect,
Or to stand by in idle unconcern
While, panting on his belly,
Ambushed by booted ruffianism,
He lapped in sublime resignation
The bitter waters
Of unreasoning intolerance,
Has not the hour of his deliverance,
Of your escape from your "other selves"
Struck?
If you have erred,
Will you refuse to know it?
Has not the time arrived
To discriminate between
Those who lower
Those who raise him?
You are shamed by your abortions,
Your moral half growths
Who flee God's eye
And stain his green earth,
But you are not judged by yours;
Should he be judged by his?
In his special case—if so, why?
Is manhood a myth,
Womanhood a toy,
Integrity unbelievable,
Honor a chimera?
Should not his boys and girls,
Mastering the curriculum of the schools,
Pricked on to attainment by the lure
Of honorable achievement,
Be given bread and not a stone
When seeking employment
In the labor mart,
At the factory gate
Or the office door?
Broadened by the spirit of the golden rule,
Will you not grant these children of Hagar
An even break?
Is the day not here, O judges,
When the Other Fellow
May be measured in fairness,
Just fairness?
* * * * *
It is written men may rise
"On their dead selves to higher things;"
But can it be that this clear note of cheer
To sodden men and smitten races
Was meant for all save him?
Chants an immortal:
"He prayeth best who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all."
CHAPTER
XXXII.
AN INTERPOLATION.
"Seattle, Wash., August 26, 1915.
"Hon. Lindley M. Garrison, Secretary of War,
Dear Sir: As an ex-officer of the Spanish-American war, having served as
Captain of Company "E" of the Eighth Illinois Volunteers, I am taking
the liberty to ask that, if you should recommend any increase in the
Army you give the Negro a chance in the manner, and for reasons I shall
further explain.
You will notice by my service with the 8th Illinois that I am a
colored man, and as such am offering these suggestions, which, in the
main, are just.
If the increase is sufficient, we should have:
TWO COAST ARTILLERY COMPANIES.
ONE REGIMENT OF FIELD ARTILLERY (In these branches we are not
represented at all).
ONE REGIMENT OF CAVALRY.
The above to be embodied in the Regular Army and to be officered as
you think fit.
But my main object is: Three Regiments of Infantry officered from
COLONEL DOWN WITH COLORED MEN. I should not have these Infantry
Regiments of the regular service for the reason that to appoint officers
to the rank of Colonel, Majors, etc., would not be fair to the regular
service officers, and would interfere with the promotion of the same,
but I would have them rank as volunteers. Give them the name of
"IMMUNES," "FOREIGN SERVICE REGIMENTS," or any other name that you
choose.
My further reasons are as to officering these regiments, that there
would be many misfits in such organizations and I would leave it so that
you or the President could remove them without prejudice from the
service, but to fill by OTHER COLORED MEN the vacancies that might
occur. I should officer these regiments with Spanish War veterans,
non-commissioned officers of the retired and regulars, but should
appoint all 2d Lieutenants from the schools of the country giving
military training.
The 2d Lieutenants upon passing the regular army examination could be
placed in the eligible list of the regular army, but NOT until at least
two years' service with these regiments. You could set a time limit on
these regiments if you so desire, say ten or twelve years duration;
either mustered out or in the regular service.
"Now Mr. Secretary, I have striven to meet any objections which might be
made by the Army on account of social prejudice, etc. With this thought
I should send these regiments to some foreign post to serve where there
are dark races; to the Philippines, Mexico, or Haiti. The object lesson
would be marked politically, both at home and abroad.
"The 48th and 49th Regiments organized in 1899 and sent to Philippines
were unsatisfactory because of there being three social lines of
separation in those organizations—THE FIELD AND STAFF of these
regiments WERE WHITE, and the LINE OFFICERS WERE COLORED. In a social
way the line officers WERE ENTIRELY IGNORED, and even officially were
treated very little better than enlisted men or with no more courtesy,
to such an extent as to cause comment by both soldiers and natives.
"Now as to the colored citizen of this country coming to its defense
there is no question, as he has always done so But, to use a late
phrase, he is beginning to want HIS "PLACE IN THE SUN"—he wants a
chance to rise on his merits AND TO KNOW WHEN HE SHOULDERS A GUN, THAT
IF HE IS DESERVING OF IT, HE WILL HAVE A CHANCE TO RISE. He can fight
and will, but will fight better with an incentive than without one. He
is a, citizen regardless of all laws to the contrary; also he is the NEW
Negro, and NOT of the "Uncle Tom" class, the passing of whom so many
white citizens regret.
"He reads your literature, attends your theaters, goes to your schools,
observes you in his capacity as a waiter or porter, and is absorbing the
best you have in the ways of civilization, and in fact, in every walk of
life, he is a factor; and when he is asked to defend his country should
he not be given THE SAME CHANCE AS THE WHITE MAN?
"You will say that he should go to West Point. Well and good; but who is
to send him? Next, who will defend him while there against the
"Unwritten Law" of the white students not to allow him to matriculate?
"The first officers of such regiments could be easily picked, made from
Spanish War veterans and non-commissioned officers of the regular army,
and second lieutenants from graduates from colleges giving military
training. Such an organization officered in this manner would be ideal,
speaking from my experience as a veteran of the Spanish War.
"One thing you may have overlooked: We are twelve million in this
country, WITH AN ESTIMATE OF A MILLION MEN FIT FOR SERVICE.
"Suppose at such a crisis as is now transpiring in Europe, this country,
with its millions of foreign citizens, should suddenly find itself face
to face with a revolution. The presence and loyalty of these MILLION
NEGROES might mean much for the stability of this government.
"I have spoken plainly because I am a citizen; this is my country. I was
born here, and shall at all times be found with the flag; hence I ask,
that in your recommendations, looking to the betterment and enlargement
of the army, you give THE BLACK PATRIOT such consideration, as I cannot
but feel is due him, the thousands of young colored men who have passed
through colleges and schools in an effort to prepare themselves for
filling a place in the world.
"I am opposed to segregation, but as it seems, under the present
conditions of the races socially to be the ONLY way to a square deal, I
accept it. There are Irish regiments, German regiments, etc., let us
then have Negro regiments. The coming generations will look after the
rest. I am, very respectfully,
R.P. ROOTS
400 26th Ave., North, Late Capt. 8th Ill. Vol. Infantry."
"Seattle, Wash., Nov. 9, 1915.
"Hon Joseph Tumulty, Secretary to the President, Washington, D.C.
Dear Sir:—I am enclosing a copy of a letter sent to the Secretary of
War, which I would be very much pleased to have you call the President's
attention to, and ask if he can approve of it.
"I was not fully informed as to the President's policy in regard to
Haiti at the time of writing, and am not now, except through such
information as received by the daily press. Taking that, in the main as
authentic, I wish to add that I think a Brigade of Colored Troops, such
as recommended in my letter to the Secretary for foreign service, would
be the proper thing for Haiti.
"It being a Negro Republic, the racial feeling as to the Negro's
treatment in this country, which I need not mention, has been enlarged
upon and not understood by the Negroes of other parts of the world, so
that as it seems to me, to organize a constabulary officered by white
Americans, would be inviting murder; for agitators from other
governments, if they so desired, would soon cause a rebellion, and then
you would have it all to do over again.
"Colored troops from this country, I mean officers as well, would tend
to cause a good feeling among the natives, not at first but later on as
each became used to the other. THE WHITE MAN THINKS HE IS SUPERIOR TO
ANY NEGRO, AND WOULD SHOW IT EVEN THOUGH HE TRIED NOT TO, and the
Haitian would be going around with a chip on his shoulder looking for
someone to knock it off.
"You have three men in the regular army who could supervise the
organization of these troops, and one who is already a Colonel of the
Eighth Illinois National Guard, also several others if you wished to
consider them.
"Hoping that you will see the advisability of such an organization for
diplomatic reasons and for JUSTICE TO THE AMERICAN NEGRO—who has been
loyal—and served from Bunker Hill until now, I am,
Very respectfully,
R.P. ROOTS,
400 26th St. N. Seattle, Wash., Late Capt. Eighth Illinois Volunteer
Infantry during Spanish War."
"There may be reasons deemed good and sufficient upon the part of
President Wilson and Secretary Garrison for not having replied to
the very courteous and finely conceived letters of appeal and
suggestion, having to do with a new deal—with justice and fair
play in the future towards the Negro soldiery of our country,
written them some weeks ago by CAPT. R.P. ROOTS of Seattle.
"It is not always meet, especially in times like these, of war and
stress, of worries and apprehension, reaching across the world, for
our rulers and servants facing great responsibilities and
perplexing situations, to respond to every query and satisfy all
curiosities. Much reticence must be permitted them. Much accepted,
as a matter of course, without pursuing curiosity to the limit.
"There may be ideas conveyed by Captain Roots to the president,
through his communications to Secretaries Garrison and Tumulty that
some people may not agree with, but there can be no disagreement
over the proposition that the lot of colored soldiers in the armies
of the United States—in the past, and at the present, is much
different than that accorded to white soldiers; very little to
really be proud of; very, very much to be ashamed of—much that is
humiliating and depressing.
"Because the present administration may be powerless in the matter,
afraid to touch it, fearing a live wire or something of that kind,
should OUR duty in the premises, TOWARD OUR OWN, be influenced
thereby?
"I wonder—is the time not NOW—right now, to commence an attack
upon this intrenched scandal—this dirty, HUMILIATING AMERICANISM?
"No other nation on earth, Christian or pagan, treats its
defenders, its soldiery, so meanly, so shabbily, as does this, her
black defenders; but whether the nation is more to blame, than we,
who so long have submitted without a murmur, is a question. 'The
trouble' shouted Cassius to Brutus, 'is not in our stars, that we
are Underlings, BUT IN OURSELVES.'
"Shall we, responding to the initiative furnished by CAPTAIN ROOTS,
commence an organized assault upon this national vice against the
soldiers of our race? Is this the time, readers of The Defender? Is
this the time, brothers and editors of the contemporary press?
R.S. ABBOTT."
"Officers in the regular army for the most part, are graduates of
West Point. They are commissioned second lieutenants at graduation.
No Negro has graduated from West Point in the past twenty-nine
years, and none has entered there in 32 years. Col. Charles Young
graduated in 1889, twenty-nine years ago,—he entered in 1884.
Henry W. Holloway entered in 1886, but attended only that year. In
all, only twelve Negroes have ever attended West Point and only
three have graduated. Of the three graduates, the first, Henry O.
Flipper (1877) was afterwards discharged.
"The second, John H. Alexander (1887) died in 1894. The third and
last graduate, Charles Young (1889) has but recently been returned
to active duty. We understand he has attained the rank of Colonel.
The Negroes of the United States, to the number of twelve millions,
have only one West Point graduate in the regular army. There are
however four regiments of Colored troops, two of infantry, and two
of cavalry, and these have been maintained for 52 years, (since
1866), and more than two hundred officers find places in the four
Colored regiments. These two hundred officers, with about three
exceptions are white officers. In all, only twelve Negroes have
held commissions in the regular army. Of this number seven were
Chaplains and two were paymasters.
"In 1917 there were two first lieutenants; and (then) Major Charles
Young in the regular army. Hence only two officers of the line and
only one of the staff (other than Chaplains), out of more than two
hundred who found places with the four colored regiments.
"We need not stop for the reasons why Negroes have not been
attending West Point, nor even admitted there for the past 32
years. Certain it is they have not been attending the nation's
great military school, and certain it is that in law, good
conscience and right, one cadet at West Point in every twelve
should be a Negro.
"The future lies before us. The four regiments of Colored Troops
have vindicated their right to be maintained as such by having made
for the army some of its finest traditions. Why not have the four
colored regiments officered by colored men from the Colonel down to
the second lieutenants?
"The United States is just making an end to a glorious
participation in the great world's war. In this war the Negro
soldiers played well their part. They laughed in the face of death
on the firing line; they have been awarded the 'Ribbon' and the
Croix de Guerre—with palms. Who were their officers?
"From the officers training camp at Fort Des Moines, Iowa, 639
colored men were commissioned. Since then 267 more have been
commissioned, not counting those in Medical Reserve Corps, nor the
41 Chaplains. Colored Captains and Lieutenants led colored soldiers
"Over the Top" and commanded them on march and in trench. Many
officers were given but three months in the officer's Training
camp; many of them had served as non-commissioned officers in one
of the four colored regiments. But not one word of criticism or
complaint of them has reached us. Their adaptability to their new
duties is beyond cavil. Their efficiency, bravery—leadership, are
all unquestioned and permanently established.
"The future lies before us. What will our country do? Surely it
will not retire all of these fine young colored officers, who
responded so nobly to the call of their country, to private life
and continue the discrimination which in the past deprived them of
admission to West Point and of commissions in the regular army. I
do not believe it. I believe that the sense of justice and fair
play is deeply rooted in the American people. I believe that our
four colored regiments in the regular army will in the future be
officered by colored men. That the doors of West Point will be
opened in accordance with justice and fair play to a proper number
and proportion of colored Cadets. But this is not all nor is it
enough.
"We believe that at present the nation owes the Colored people
certain legislation and that the nation being solvent and loud in
its protestations of kindness toward the Colored people for their
loyal and patriotic participation in the war both at home and on
the battlefield, should now pay its debt toward the colored people
and reward them to the extent that the best of the nearly one
thousand officers now serving in the National Army be transferred
to the Regular army, and assigned to duty in the four Colored
regiments, and that these be from colonel down to second
lieutenants. We also believe that in the future West Point and
Annapolis should 'lend a little colour' to their graduation
exercises in the presence of Colored graduates.
"No doubt legislation will be needed to this end. At present
commissions are granted first to the graduates of West Point, and
even a fair and more liberal policy in this regard in the future
will not meet present needs. What is needed now is legislation
providing for the transfer (or at least the opportunity to enter)
into the regular army of a sufficient number of our Colored
Officers now with commissions to officer in toto the four Colored
regiments we now have.
"Commissions are also granted at present to a limited number of
enlisted men who are recommended for these examinations, and who
succeed in passing. The candidates must be under 27 years of age
and unmarried. They must have had a certain amount of secondary
school, or college education which few privates or non com's
(colored) have had. This is the case because few young Colored men
with the necessary growth 'single blessedness,' and college
training, feel, or have heretofore felt that the door of 'equal
opportunity' announced by Mr. Roosevelt stands open to them in the
regular army. To trust the officering of four Colored Regiments to
this second mode of selecting and commissioning officers, would
prove fatal to our hopes and fail of accomplishment.
"The third method of selecting officers at present is by
examinations of civilians, certain college presidents and other
civilians being permitted to recommend certain civilians, (students
and others) for examination for second lieutenants.
"In this regard Negroes have met the same difficulties that they
have encountered in the past 32 years in their efforts to gain
admission to West Point. At best only a small percent of each
year's graduating class from West Point can get commissions in this
manner. Those selected have been white men, what we are after now
is a present day, practical way of utilizing the best material we
now have, holding commissions and making secure the opportunity for
other Colored men to enter the army as second lieutenants and by
dint of industry, close application, obedience, brains and time
gain their promotion step by step, just as white men have been
doing and can do now. This is the American—democratic, fair play,
reward and justice we seek for the twelve million Negro citizens of
our great republic. Congress could if it would, provide for the
present by an appropriate measure giving the right and opportunity
to our returning officers to stand examination for commissions in
the Regular army; Military experience and knowledge, and general
and special educational qualifications to determine the rank or
grade received.
"In this way our four colored regiments could be officered by
colored men. Otherwise, the fine talents and desire for service to
the country held by the one thousand intelligent and courageous
young Negroes who are officers, will be lost and rejected by the
country, and the 12 million Negroes in the United States will
continue, notwithstanding their patriotism and devotion, to be
denied of their just representation in commissions in the regular
army.
"We believe that once this is done the sense of fairness and
justice that, after all is said and done is so firmly imbedded in
the American people, will see to it that our proper and
proportionate number of young Colored men are admitted to West
Point and Annapolis annually and that the other avenues for gaining
admission in the army and navy will not be blocked, closed and
denied Negroes by the unreasonable race prejudice which has
heretofore done so.
"Our country is either a country of 'equal opportunity' or it is
not. It is either a democracy or it is not.
"Certainly the Negroes have failed to realize this 'equal
opportunity' in the matter of training at West Point and Annapolis,
and is gaining commissions in the Regular army.
"The great war in Europe is closed or soon will be. We have again
shown our country that 'our hearts are on the right side.' What
will our country do for us? We ask only that the door of 'equal
opportunity' be unbarred—that we may enter."
CHAPTER
XXXIII.
THE NEW NEGRO AND THE NEW AMERICA.
"THE OLD ORDER
Changeth, yielding place to new."
THROUGH THE
Arbitrament of war, behold a new and better America!
a new and girded Negro!
"The watches
Of the night have PASSED!
"The watches
Of the day BEGIN!"
THE PEACE TREATY
The League of Nations
Membership
Preventing War
The Mandatory System
International Provisions
Boundaries of Germany
Belgium
Luxemburg
Left Bank of the Rhine
Alsace and Lorraine
The Saar
German Austria
Danzig
Denmark
Russia
German Rights Outside of Europe
German Colonies
China
Siam
Liberia
Morocco
Egypt
Turkey and Bulgaria
Shantung
Armaments
Conscription
Control
Naval
Air
Responsibility and Reparation
Reparation
Devastated Areas
Coal
Dyestuffs and Drugs
Cables
Restitution
Finances
Contracts
Opium
Missions
Air Navigation
Freedom of Transit
International Labor
Organizations
Guaranties
Eastern Europe