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Rh The colors go to our heads like wine.

Brown guns in a slanting line,

Holsters and belts and a sword or two,

Slender cannon bright and new!

And I keep step to the drums, and you.

Drums, drums, drums, drums!

Near, near the tall flag comes!

Drums, drums, and marching feet,

And thin guns, up the clapping street;

Boys, but veterans grim and tried!

We never can show our love and pride,

Our awe and gratitude, but oh,

As we stand and clap, we hope they know!

And we thank each boy in the old O. D.

Because we know it is only he

Whose reckless courage, heady and gay,

Ever gave us an Armistice Day!

THE WAR THUS COMES TO AN END

BY WOODROW WILSON

(Address to Congress on November 11, 1918)

war thus comes to an end; for, having accepted the terms of armistice, it will be impossible for the German command to renew it. It is not now possible to assess the consequences