St Ignatius College - Ignatian Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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Glam. Zlnavph 15. Su1liuan,3H. Sv. A. Capt. -Ioseph P. Sullivan needs no letter of introduc- tion to the readers of the Ignatian. Along with Briga- dier-General Charles I-I. Mcliinstry, Blaster Electrician Dick Queen, twice recipient of the Croix de Guerre, Sergeant Con O'Brien, awarded the Distinguished Service Cross, and so many other heroes whom St. Ignatius gave to Uncle Sam, he will be pointed to with pride by all the loyal sons of Alma Mater. 'Toe was al'-vays a fighter, courageously attacking anything from a Greek verb to Euclid's method of finding the L. C. ll. He was a fighter on the football field too. and often did he put a healthy scare into the opposing front-rankers. Having passed successfully the examina- tions, Joe went to represent St. Ignatius at Vlfest Point. Popularity was the keynote to his success at XVest Point as at college, and when his class was graduated just at the outbreak of hostilities, he was commissioned Cap- tain of Infantry, and was among the first to be sent overseas. . That Capt. -Ioc's ambitions to engage in the fight were

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12 THE IGNA TI.-IN hurl the hot lava of human hatred from Cuba to Alaska- from the Philippines to Maine. And vou, ladies and gentlemen, here to-night-for some of vou may be honest believers in prohibitive legislation- remember that the more heavenly the dream, the more violent the awakening, that remembering it, you may gradually rouse yourselves and lessen its embittering shock, Let us be dupes no longer! Let us cast forth from our intellects these plans for prohibitive legislation, the burning ashes of a noxious incense that would drug us into the sleep of creclulity for the purpose of our en- slavement. Let us cast forth those ashes, because, as true Americans, we recognize in them the scent of tyranny and national clismemberment. And then when we have clone this, when in our enlightenment we have relegated prohibitive legislation and all its coterie of awful possi- bilities to the tombs of the forgotten, let us set up for ourselves, in some conspicuous place, the warning motto - lie temperate in all things, and by way of amendment let us add, even in our reforms -that in following the teaching of that wise old precept, xve may continue our national existence-in prosperity, security and peace. Ezlteara' fg1zaz'1'11.r, Fz'f.5'fiafrick. Zliirai Glnmmnninn Sweet jesus, when Thou dost abide XYithin this spotless breast, And there Thy Majesty dost hide, Seeking calm peace and rest,- Unto that warm and tender heart The treasures of Thy Love impart,

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14 THE 1o.v.a1r1.4.v realized will be admitted readily by all. Ilut we will let him speak for himself, The following letter is addressed to his brother, Thomas NVhitheld Sullivan, a member ot the St. Ignatius Unit, S. A. III. C. Another member of the Sullivan clan, james MCG., belonged to the famous llase Hospital No. 47, so hig'hly praised by the Surgeon- General for efficient service: Sars, my noble Brother: Yesterday Marshal Foch, Admiral lfYeyrnss, General Pershing and myself called the war off and so there isnlt any more guerre. So when the Boche delegation had departed, I said to Marshal Foch: XVhere to, Marshal, old top, now that the war is fini, I am out of an occu- pation. Have you an opening for a bright young man? And the Marshal, clever old man that he is. replied: Why, yes, Sully, I have one, but close it behind you when you go through the door. And so to-day, Sars- Field, I rind myself a member of the Army of Gceupation, which the Allies are going to maintain in Prussia. I do not know whether to be glad or sorry that I was not on the front when the end came. I could not he there on account of my wound. If I had been there, the last shell of the last gun would have riddled me, I am sure. I'm sorry, for there must have been a wild celebration. The fighting where I was, was particularly hard. You know where the First American Army was operating lVell, Sars, they threw the picked Prussian Guard divisions against us, they pounded us with artillery and machine-gun barrages till the very air seemed to be so hlled with flying lead that there was not room for more. And they showered us with gas, so that our breathing apparatus became null and void. VxIhen my bat- talion went to the attack, we were war-strength. XYe had a Major and four Captains. I was Captain of HI Co., and I was right support company of the battalion. The Noche barrage broke over us for eight hours before the