The Crimson Tide
"I wish to serve the source of all good. My heart is too full to be satisfied by serving mankind alone."
The girl-soldier shook her head: "I try to understand. I can not. I am sorry, because I love you."
"I love you, Ilse. I love my fellows."
After another silence:
"You go to the imperial family?" demanded Ilse abruptly.
"I wish to see you again. I shall try."
The battalion marched a few moments later.
It was rather a bad business. They went over the top with a cheer. Fifty answered roll call that night.
However, the hun had learned one thing--that women soldiers were inferior to none.
Russia learned it, too. Everywhere battalions were raised, uniformed, armed, equipped, dr