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Show WAR H HELL, ' The horrors of was as pictured in the president's address at West Point With a single aide I motored out of Paris on a road that had no markers on it, and we came to a delightful chateau far behind be-hind the lines and lying within its walled park in the most peaceful bucolic surroundings you can imagine. One sentry at the gate. Within the park a few chickens and a couple of cows. At the door, nobody. That was the headquarters of all the armies in France. In answer to our ring, the door was opened by a captain and in a moment we found ourselves in j the presence of General Foch, i who was sitting in a comfortable j chair in a large drawing room, j reading a French novel. ; I |