The individual American soldier is inspired by just as altruistic motives as his brother-Britisher. Compassion, indignation, love of justice, the determination to see right conquer are his incentives. You can make a man a conscript, drill him, dress him in uniform, but you cannot force him to face up to four years to do his job unless the ideals were there beforehand. I have seen American troop-ships come into the dock with ten thousand men singing,
"Good-bye, Liza,
I'm going to smash the Kaiser."
I have been present when packed audiences have gone mad in reiterating the American equivalent for Tipperary, with its brave promise,
"We'll be over,
We're coming over,
And we won't be back till it's over, over there."
But nothing I have heard so well expresses the cold anger of the American fighting-man as these words which they chant to their bugle-march, "We've got four years to do this job."