History of the American Negro in the Great World War

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DOES--

The rose in bud respond to the wooing breath of the mornings of June?

IS--

The whistle of robin red breast clearer and more exultant, as its watchful gaze, bearing in its inscrutable depths the mystery of all the centuries; the Omniscience of DIVINITY, discovers a cherry tree bending to--

"The green grass"

from the weight of its blood red fruit?

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DOES--

The nightingale respond to its mate; caroling its amatory challenge from afar; across brake and dale and glen; beyond a

"Dim old forest" the earth bathed in the silver light of the harvest moon!

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EVEN SO--

And for the same reason which the wisest of us cannot explain, that the rose, the robin and nightingale respond to the lure that invites, the zephyrs that caress, I find myself moved to say not only a word--a few, but many, of praise and commendation of this