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Evening Star, Issue 17087, 4 July 1919, Page 1

WHEN THE GUN'S CEASED FIRE. Bitter was the disaproTitmeirS vhich confronted an Amer.can battery which fox a year and a-balf had trained itself to a state of superlative excellence, and found itself in position ready to let go at the Huns, when the war blew up, to the disausi of the Number One gunner. " Is the war over';" "It is." "Ain't we going to do no fighting'"' "Kb." "Well," said the gunne-, Icoking oxer toward the Hun lines and addressing himself to the universe at large, "whnt tie do you think of that? Thai joet naturally makes mo a liar all. tiio rest cf mv life." Whene'er life's troubles may befall, A friend in need is loved by all; Despite of sorrow, strife, and sin, A kindly act makes all men kin. When winter oolds and coughs assail, Bach one has but himself to blame If ho rejects a friend bo sure As peerless Woods' tfreat PcDpermfc* Ohm.