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Show THE DIXIE OWL Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene, That man call age; and those who would have been, His sons, he gave, his immortality. He brought us for our death, Holiness backed so long, and Love and Pain, Honor has come back as a king to Blow, bugles, blow. earth subjects with a royal wage; And nobleness walks in our way again, And we have come into our heritage. And paid his STERLING RUSSELL AN AMERICAN' SOLDIER SLAIN IN DANIEL LESTER KEATE FRANCE In a French churchyard, among the white crosses that mark the resting place of those .Americans who gave their lives that the world might have a new birth of freedom, is perhaps one that bears the name of Sterling Russell, killed in action, November 7, 1918. Sterling was a native of Dixie, born at Grafton, Utah, March 21, 1894, and was educated at the Dixie Normal College, which he entered in 1912, and from the Norma department of which he graduated in 1917. When he entered the army at the call of his country in June, 1918, he left a young wife behind, Lyle Farnsworth Russell, who is also an alumnus of the DixA little daughter born about ie. the time of her fathers death, her mother has named La France, for the country where Sterlings supreme sacrifice was made. With the sorrow that we feel that Sterling will not be here to see his child grow to maidenhood; to council and protect his wife; that he will not join with us in our frolics and mirth; that he will not share with us the New World now arising from the ashes of the old he helped to destroy; with this sorrow mingles a deep pride in him. As Rupert Brooke, he who also gave his life in the same cause, said. Blow out, you bugles, over the rich dead. He, dying, has made us richer gifts than gold. He laid the work away; poured out the red Daniel Lester Keate, formerly a You, who sought the great adventure student in the Dixie Normal College, That the blind fates hold in store, gave his life for the cause of liberty at the battle of Champagne, October Have beyond our mortal censure 4th, 1918. When our nation called Passed forever, evermore; men. he answered the summons for or Passed beyond all joy sighing, loyally, and enlisted in the Marine Blush of eve or flush of dawn, Corps December 13th, 1917. Not Who beneath the sod are lying knowing of the Supreme Sacrifice he in the forest of Argonne. would be called upon to make, but We, who cling to freedom, hail you. willing to make it if necessary, he left us, full of life and vitality, anxSons of never vanquished sires, ious to do his share, but hoping to Knowing courage did not fail you return home when the great work When you faced the battle fires; be accomplished. should of no Vandal want that Knowing Previous to his death, Lester had Daunted your determined aim. taken part in the great battles at Though your breath failed as a Chateau Thierry, St. Mihiel, and at candle a flash of morning flame. the Lorraine Sector, where he assistNeath ed our brave boys to meet and turn All the brown Atlantic beaches. back in route the hordes of onrush-in- g From far Fundy to the Keys, Germans. .He did his part in All the billowy prairie reaches winning the final great victory but sea westward the toward was not allowed to stay for the finish Sweeping Mount Katahdin and Mount Rainer and see the fulfillment of the desire Lake and river great of girth, of every true American heart. Lester Greet your spirit, bold disdainer died for us, but what is more, he Of the tyrannies of earth. gave his life that the whole world might have peace and happiness. Thrones shall crumble. Kings shall To those boys who made the Superish, preme Sacrifice we feel that we owe Howsoeer their legions strive, a deep debt, a debt which we can pay But the liberties men cherish, in no better way than by reverenThey shall triumph and survive. cing the cause for which they died. You, blithe wraith, shall be beholder Of the flowering of that dawn. Though your pulseless clay may In moulder the forest of Argonne! Clinton Scollard. |