The Greater Love

United States Unit No. 2—Blessing of Unit's Colors at St. Stephen's 18 Sisters of Unit No. 2—The Only Sisters of the A. E. F. 26 Seventh Division Troops Boarding Leviathan at Hoboken 34 In Rue de Belgrade—Lull Before Battle 42 Taps and Farewell Volleys for Our Heroic Dead 50 The Battle Swept Roadside Was Sanctuary and Choir 66 The Men Behind Our Mess at Bouillonville 74 Our Dugouts Afforded Shelter and Habitation 82 Thiacourt Under Shell-Fire 90 Doctor Lugar and Aids Working in a Gas Attack Near Jolney 98 The Wounded Were Carried to the Nearest Shelter 114 St. Joan of Arc 122 Where St. Joan of Arc Made Her First Communion 130 In the Church at Domremy 138 "Greater Love Than This No Man Has" 146 PREFACE To him who will but observe the genesis and development of moral qualities, whether in the individual Man or in the collective State, there finally comes, with compelling force, the conviction—God is in His world and has care of it! Out of the slime of things mundane, out of the very clay of Life's daily round of laughter and tears, loving and hating, striving and failing, living and dying—the romance of Peace, the Tragedy of War—God is still creating men and nations and vivifying them with souls Immortal. Providence but looks upon the water of the commonplace, and behold! it becomes wine of Cana! The recent world war, hallowed by the very purity of motive and intention with which our American Manhood took up its burden, led us nationally unto those heights of moral perspective and spiritual vision known only to him who toils upon the hill of Sacrifice. No Spartan of Athenian fields, no Regulus of Rome or Nathan Hale, was nobler, higher motived or less afraid than our own heroic American Doughboy! Into the shaping and formation of his moral character many forces entered; and, not least of these, the Military Chaplain. This man—and every sect and denomination generously gave him—was pre-eminently God-fearing, thoroughly patriotic, unselfishly charitable, untiringly zealous, and whole of soul devoted to duty. Mine was the privileged and sacred duty, as Vicar General of the Fourteen States comprising the Great Lakes Vicariate, of knowing intimately and directing the splendid work of these heroic soldiers of the Cross. The inspiration I drew, both from these priests and from contact with their work and written reports, whether in cantonments,…