In the Claws of the German Eagle

E-text prepared by A. Langley
My thanks go to the Editors of The Outlook for permission to reproduce the articles which first appeared in that magazine.
Also to many friends all the way from Maverick to Pasadena. Above all to Frank Purchase, my comrade in the first weeks of the war and always.
Contents
Instead of a Preface
V. The Gray Hordes Out Of The North VI. In The Black Wake Of The War VII. A Duelist From Marburg VIII. Thirty-Seven Miles In A Day
IX. How I Was Shot As A German Spy X. The Little Belgian Who Said, You Betcha XI. Atrocities And The Socialist
XII. The Beating Of The General XIII. America In The Arms Of France XIV. No-Man's-Land
Afterword
Instead Of A Preface
The horrible and incomprehensible hates and brutalities of the European War! Unspeakable atrocities! Men blood-lusting like a lot of tigers!
Horrible they are indeed. But my experiences in the war zone render them no longer incomprehensible. For, while over there, in my own blood I felt the same raging beasts. Over there, in my own soul I knew the shattering of my most cherished principles.