New York—January, 1920.

CHAPTER I	PAGE
America Awakens	[1]
CHAPTER II
Our Red Cross Goes to War	[6]
CHAPTER III
Organizing for Work	[13]
CHAPTER IV
The Problem of Transport	[39]
CHAPTER V
The American Red Cross as a Department Store	[80]
CHAPTER VI
The Doughboy Moves Toward the Front	[100]
CHAPTER VII
The Red Cross on the Field of Honor	[128]
CHAPTER VIII
Our Red Cross Performs Its Supreme Mission	[182]
CHAPTER IX
The Red Cross in the Hospitals of the A. E. F.	[208]
CHAPTER X
"Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag"	[238]
CHAPTER XI
When Johnny Came Marching Home	[259]
CHAPTER XII
The Girl Who Went to War	[278]

ILLUSTRATIONS

Supper Hour at Bordeaux	[Frontispiece]
No matter what hour; always the gobs and buddies—other
armies as well as our own—ready with 100 per
cent appetites.

	FACING PAGE
So This Is Paris	[20]
A. E. F. Boys, guests of our A. R. C. in its great hospital
at St. Cloud, look down about the "Queen City of
the World."

Chow	[62]
The rolling kitchens, builded on trailers to motor
trucks, brought hot drinks and food right up to the men
in action.

Our Red Cross at the Front	[100]
A typical A. R. C. dugout just behind the lines.

As Seen from Aloft	[140]
The aëroplane man gets the most definite impression at
the A. R. C. Hospital at Issordun, which was typical
at these field institutions.

Tickling the Old Ivories	[180]
Many an ancient piano did herculean service in the
A. R. C. recreation huts throughout France.

Bandages by the Tens of Thousands	[220]
An atelier workshop of the A. R. C. in the Rue St.
Didier, Paris, daily turned out surgical dressings by
the mile.

Never Say Die	[262]
Sorely wounded, our boys at the great A. R. C. field
hospital in the Auteuil race track outside of Paris,
kept an active interest in games and sports.

WITH THE DOUGHBOY IN FRANCE