Lincoln High School - Quill Yearbook (Jersey City, NJ)

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Let Us Have Peace If the gentlemen with their armorfplate plants in Pennsylvania and their powder factories in Delaware have their way, in a few years I will be sent out with a tin hat on my head to see if I can get myself converted into one hundred and forty pounds of fertilizer by the action of onefhalf ounce of lead. In more simple language, war is imminent. Public sentiment is at present opposed to armed conflict between nations, but when the propaf ganda presses start rolling and the slogans start to fly, the good old war spirit will leap up and the boys will go tramping off to die for their country. When the recruiting drums start to roll and the patriotic dames give their pep talks, I for one hope to retain my sanity and keep my brains from getting mushed up with some Manchurian mud. The chances are that you, I, and the fellow reading over your shoulder will rush down the street after the band, just begging for a chance to see how cold a piece of steel feels in our anatomy. If this country gets itself into a war, those ablefbodied men that don't volunteer will be drafted. The only chance our generation has to keep from getting the warfshock that the youth of 1917 suffered is to keep the United States out of war. When the papers of the nation get their advances from the munition monarchs and start to inflame the country with a hatred for some foreign power, then is the time for us-this means you-to let the boys in Wash' ington know that we don't like war, we won't iight their wars, and if they value their jobs they had better work like dogs to keep us out of war. It's too late to do this when the insulting notes have been sent and the commisf sary department is buying cardboard shoes and itchy shirts. The time for action has come when you hear the bird with the deadffish expression on his face who's sitting next to you say, Dees Japs are gettin' wise. I tink we oughter go over an' clean 'em up just da way dis guy in de 'News' says. That time is coming soon. It may be tomorrowg it may be now. We must open our eyes. We must act! Unless, of course, we prefer a hunk of shrapnel in the region of the stomach. EMC Weiss. wrt X -QQ X' if- ei-fi:1?Z5?i ? '

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