Word: road
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...military units in the University are being disbanded. For many of the men this means that a great cross-road in life has suddenly been reached. Shall they take the road which leads directly back to home and a position, or shall they choose the more indirect road which will take them through College before bringing them to a similar destination? The decision must be made by each man during the next few days. And it will have as great if not greater influence on his future life than any other choice which he will ever be called upon...
...extent of his ability that he may become a leader in thought and in industry, that he may become a citizen who will be worthy of the great nation of which he is a part. This is the duty that each civilian owes to his country, and the road to its fulfillment is the one which leads through the college...
...infinitely small. Inherent ability without scientific training is becoming of less importance each year. The few exceptions to this rule which still exist merely serve to prove that the man without a college training is the real man without a chance. Do not become one of them. Choose the road which leads to a bigger and more satisfactory life-it is the which leads through the University...
...village, and this time the sight was especially sad, because among the many were not a few of our boys. I left for the front that afternoon, and I do not think I shall ever forget the trip. The Boches were meeting with a very stubborn resistance, and the roads were terrible. I saw men and horses knocked dead ahead of me, and as always, the cross roads were a mark for the 77's and larger German guns. The dead were just dragged to the side of the road. It was blazing hot, and you can well imagine...
...into the forests and fields and thicket-covered hillsides where he had left his rear-guard detachments, bristling with machine guns, to cover his withdrawal. So on we went all that day, through wheat and grass, and potato fields, through tangled thickets and stately groves and along roads and trails--all under a beautiful clear blue cloudless sky, through which the sun sailed merrily on, and through which, also, a flock of Boche airplanes soared and wheeled, directing the batteries on our poor tired devils, dropping bombs and spitting machine gun bullets. Then, about 4 in the afternoon...