. Baltimore und Ohio Mitarbeiter Magazin. G auf unserem Haus, Es schwimmt manchmal in der Nacht.und Sie können es bis dahin sehen, wenn die Straßenlaterne leuchtet genau richtig.und manchmal, lange in Richtung Morgen, wenn der Polizist kommt, perchance.IT Signale mit seinem einen blauen Stern:Weve bekam einen Jungen in Frankreich! Die kleine Fahne auf unserem Haus wird wehen, winken und winken, bis unser Junge wieder nach Hause kommt. Oder findet in Frankreich sein Grab. Nein, ihr blauer Stern verwandelt sich in Gold. Wegen der Kriege düstere Chance. Es wird noch winken zu sagen: Gott sei Dank! Wir haben einen Jungen in Frankreich bekommen! – Von Leslies Weekly. □ die Service-Flagge von C. F. LaFlareFreight

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. Baltimore and Ohio employees magazine . g on our house, It floats sometimes at night.And you can see it way up thereWhen the street lamp shines just right.And sometimes, long towards morning, When the cop comes by, perchance.It signals with its one blue star:Weve got a boy in France! The little flag on our house Will wave, and wave, and wave Until our boy comes home again. Or finds in France his grave. Nay—tho its blue star turn to gold. Because of Wars grim chance. It still shall wave to say: Thank God! Weve got a boy in France! —From Leslies Weekly. □ The Service Flag By C. F. LaFlareFreight Conductor, Chicago Division Halt! Lift thine eyes; salute that star.It tells that a man has gone to war.It tells of a mothers love and tears;It tells of a fathers hope and fears. It tells of a sisters broken heart;Tells that a brother is taking a part.It tells of a sweethearts sacrifice.It tells of a Hell and a Paradise. It tells that a MAN will place a lilyIn the Kaisers hand some day soon.Halt! Lift thine eyes; salute that star.. 42 From the Boys Over There The two following letters were received byJ. S. Murray, assistant to the president, fromformer clerks in the Presidents office: Dear Mr. Murray: I have written to you about three timessince my arrival in France, as I knew that youwould be somewhat interested, but due to theimcertainties of the mail, I suppose they havenot reached you. However, I am again makingan attempt in the hopes that this letter will gothrough all right. First of all, I want to tell you how delightedI am that our mutual friend Sam has beenlocated in the same department and in the samecity that I am. I was aware of the fact thathe was on his way across, for I had seen hisrecord in the office of the Director General ofTransportation, which had preceded him, soI was on the lookout for him. I ran into hima week or so ago, about eight oclock in themorning, when he was washing up at thefountain. He was so surprised to see me thathe dropped his soap a

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