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Show The Flaming Line Stretching hundreds of miles from the Swiss border to the Engthb channel is a flaming line of death. I ' Here the big guns thunder like the echoes of, the hammer cf Thor. Here the airplanes wheel and swoop like the great Auksj pf old. Here the machine guns clatter like "Death's Typewriters." Here thousands of helmeted figures charge and plunge and kill, and charge again. Here life is cheap. : ' And upon that flaming line of death depends the fate of the world. ' I , Beyond It, doggedly disputing every Inch of the way, the Hun menace to humanity is being driven back to its lair. j Behind It, dodging and crowding and pushing and hammering avtiaj always Is the hope of humanity, of world democracy, of freedom free-dom and liberty and life itself. They are the crusaders of civilization. civiliza-tion. ' Among them are two millions of our sons and brothers and husbands. With them shortly will be as many more. Thousands have fallen forever, as thousands more wilt fall. I These sacrifices are the price of our safety, our freedom, our liberty, our national and Individual life. " Should lhe Hun triumph, America will certainly witness such scenes as have made a nightmare of Belgium, France, Serbia, Russia Rus-sia Rumania and northern Italy. It will be the sword, the torch, the stone wall and the firing squads murder, ravishment, rapine and pillage. And in the end enslavement for all the peoples of the earth? Germany sgeks- nothing noth-ing less, will be satisfied with nothing short of that. We must support that flaming line. We must keep it so that It will continue to flame with death's messengers to the Hun until the kaiser's hordes are annihilated, the kaiser himself doomed. We must feed that flame with Liberty bonds. They are the fuel of freedom. |