1918
Come
faithful be and true
Come join
the U. S. Army
There’s
naught too good for you.
While
you’re across the ocean
Your loved
ones here at home
Are
praying for your safe return
Across the
deep sea foam.
They went,
our glorious laddies
Left home
and loving ones
To fight
in the fields of Flanders
To subdue
the ruthless Huns.
They were
promised on returning
Their jobs
and honor too
We said
that they should never want
For things
we think are due.
To those
who save our country
Have we
forgotten now
That they
are home again with us
‘tis time
to pay our vows
We say the
war is ended
Yet some
are fighting yet
They’re
fighting Death and Sickness
Midst
surrounding Want and Debt
Must they
die and be forgotten
While we
in plenty live?
Can’t we
from our hoarded dollars
Find some
that we can give?
Must they
die and be forgotten
By we who
promised all?
Can’t we
who live in plenty
Hear their
faint and pleading call?
Must they
die and be forgotten
When a
small amount will save
Many a
gassed or wounded soldier
From want
and early grave?
Oh! I ask
you Men of Honor
Is it
ought but right to give
A bonus to
our suffering soldiers
That every
one may live?
Written by Ida May Schaffer
September 1921
Age of 15