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It was in an office in Jersey City. I was sitting at my desk talking to a Lieutenant of the Jersey National Guard. On the wall was a big war map decorated with variously colored little flags showing the position of the opposing armies on the Western Front in France. In front of me on the desk lay a New York paper with big flaring headlines: LUSITANIA SUNK! AMERICAN LIVES LOST! The windows were open and a feeling of spring pervaded the air. Through the open windows came the strains of a hurdy-gurdy playing in the street-I DIDN’T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER. Lusitania Sunk! American Lives Lost! -I DIDN’T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER. To us these did not seem to jibe.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
It was in an office in Jersey City. I was sitting at my desk talking to a Lieutenant of the Jersey National Guard. On the wall was a big war map decorated with variously colored little flags showing the position of the opposing armies on the Western Front in France. In front of me on the desk lay a New York paper with big flaring headlines: LUSITANIA SUNK! AMERICAN LIVES LOST! The windows were open and a feeling of spring pervaded the air. Through the open windows came the strains of a hurdy-gurdy playing in the street-I DIDN’T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER. Lusitania Sunk! American Lives Lost! -I DIDN’T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER. To us these did not seem to jibe.