Let Me Go, Let Me Go.

Let Me Go, Let Me Go.

While Soldiers Can Stand And Fight.i Can Fight And Feed Them

Although Its Growth May Seem To Have Been Slow, It Is To Be Remembered That It Is Not A Shrub, Or Plant, To Shoot Up In The Summerand Wither In The Frosts. The Red Cross Is A Part Of Us--it Has Come To Stay--and Like The Sturdy Oak, Its Spreading Branches Shall Yet Encompass And Shelter The Relief Of The Nation.

I Have Never Worked For Fame Or Praise, And Shall Not Feel Their Loss As I Otherwise Would. I Have Never For A Moment Lost Sight Of The Humble Life I Was Born To, Its Small Environments, And The Consequently Little Right I Had To Expect Much Of Myself, And Shall Have The Less To Censure, Or Upbraid Myself With For The Failures I Must See Myself Make.

This Conflict Is One Thing I've Been Waiting For. I'm Well And Strong And Young - Young Enough To Go To The Front. If I Can't Be A Soldier, I'll Help Soldiers.