. "And they thought we wouldn't fight." . aiARIKES MARCHING DOWN THE AVENUE PRESIDENT WILSONON THE FOURTH OF JULY IN PARIS. BRIDGE CROSSING MARNE RIVER IN CHATEAU-THIERRY DESTROYED BYGERMANS IN THEIR RETREAT FROM TOWN WE WOULDNT FIGHT 275 ing the morning, and it is said that a sleuthing seventywere intent on unveiling the mystery of these unusualAmerican preparations. They stooped to get a peepthrough the windows of the room, and Private Larson,walking his post in front of the sacred precincts, had toshoo them away frequently with threatening gestures andSwedish-American-French commands, suc
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. "And they thought we wouldn't fight." . aiARIKES MARCHING DOWN THE AVENUE PRESIDENT WILSONON THE FOURTH OF JULY IN PARIS. BRIDGE CROSSING MARNE RIVER IN CHATEAU-THIERRY DESTROYED BYGERMANS IN THEIR RETREAT FROM TOWN WE WOULDNT FIGHT 275 ing the morning, and it is said that a sleuthing seventywere intent on unveiling the mystery of these unusualAmerican preparations. They stooped to get a peepthrough the windows of the room, and Private Larson, walking his post in front of the sacred precincts, had toshoo them away frequently with threatening gestures andSwedish-American-French commands, such as Allayveet—Allay veet fell outer here. An energetic bawling from the headquarters cookshack indicated that one juvenile investigator had cometo grief. Howls emanated from little Paul Laurent, whocould be seen stumbling across the road, one blue, coldhand poking the tears out of his eyes and the other hold-ing the seat of his breeches. Tony Moreno, the company cook, stood in front of thecook shack shaking a soup ladle after the departing Pauland shouting imprecations in Italian-American. Tam leetle fool! shouted