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Show l, AtvAmwei lcT ! The German Song of Hale By W. W. Cooley read today of the Hun's retreat. Of our victory, of their defeat. Then we ask ourselves. Can they wipe away The eurse of natlona that today Is heaped upon them, for Hie damage wrought. For their vicious acts In the battles fought ? Pan they restore the Belgium homes With promises to fill the tomes That all futurity shall read. While they try to hide their vice and greed? Can the world forget the name of Hunt Can the world forget the crimes now done To Serbia so true and brave; Our little ones In a watery grave; Their submarines and the slaughter done As they laughed and cheered and thought It fun? Can the world believe the kaiser alone tlave orders that "no merry b shown," Or will they believe, as all must know. The Jerman people were our foe? Can the world fonret throughout all time The l.usltania and tba crime? fan the French forglvs the vilest deeds, 1 The work of the Hun; where woman bieeds In the heart end tbe breast, aa the fiends embraced. And thus, forever, their land disgraced?! 'Twsa the common people, acruried herd, That seemed to crime were ever stirred Hy a loathsome heart, like a foul disease. That, once developed, would never cease. ; j The Oerman people, not the kaiser alone, i Kor the msny crimes must soon stone. I The Ft'lslan. the sons of France. Italians brave frocn the southern expanse, Humantan chiefs snd the strong Ansae. With the British lads, would roursg lack , If In this hour, as they eastward trek. Fail to leave, as a worthless wreck, Kverv hut In toe areat domain Where the Hohensoilern has held reign. 1 Our Yankee lads have seen the worst. They tell us of those 'fiends accurst: We need no trumpet from the steeple To tell us 'twas the German people. j |