CHAPTER XX

_PHYSICALLY COMPETENT AND MORALLY FIT_

"I must keep clean for them, and I'm going to do it."

A captain of the American Expeditionary Force spoke the words. We were

standing together in front of a mantel in an old-fashioned room in an

ancient seacoast city of France. On the mantel were the pictures of a

woman and four beautiful children. The captain was not a saint; he was

entirely too profane to be really good company; but, as he looked into

the faces of his wife and babies, he was very intense and determined.

There is a question of vital interest to all Americans and particularly

to those who have sons in the Expeditionary Forces of the United

States, and I went abroad to find the answer to it. Rather, there are

two such questions: first, What is the moral character of the American

soldier abroad? and, second, What are the American military authorities

in France doing to keep the soldier physically competent and morally

fit?

There have been black rumors abroad. Stories have been told that

reflect seriously upon the man in uniform. Leaders in high places

have been accused of protecting vice, of allowing what amounts to a

segregated district directly behind the lines. The charge was widely

circulated in December, 1917, by certain publications, that more than

one thousand Americans from a suburban community of the northeastern

section of the United States were under guard for drunkenness after

their first pay-day in France. Alarming statements have been made

concerning venereal diseases.

I have found the answers to the questions already stated.

1. I have studied conditions in England, in landing-ports and

embarkation-ports, in London and in rest-camps.

2. I have lived in constant contact with five hundred American officers

for a period of ten days.

3. I have watched the American soldier in Paris on the street, in the

hotel, and in the café.

4. I have conferred with those who have special responsibility for

investigating social diseases among men with the colors and for

conducting a comprehensive educational campaign to fortify these men

against sexual temptations.

5. I have visited hospitals under virtually all conditions as to

location and the nature of the diseases treated.

6. I have had interviews with surgeons and other regular army officers.

7. The whole matter has been discussed with a distinguished physician

who until recently was the chief health officer of a great American

city and a recognized authority on the relation of liquor to vice. This

physician is now in the government service in France and is giving

special attention to sanitation and hygiene.

8. I have had interviews with General Pershing and several of his staff.

9. I have given particular attention to the French ports where American

soldiers disembark, spending several days in each of these cities. On

two occasions while I was on the ground as many as fifteen thousand men

came ashore from convoys in a single day. These men had their first

shore experience after a long and nerve-racking voyage.

10. I have been closely associated with more than five hundred Y. M.

C. A. secretaries who served under all conditions of army life. Among

these secretaries have been some of America's most prominent business

men, ministers, lawyers, athletes, physicians, nurses, and teachers.

11. I have talked with leaders in the civilian and political life of

France.

12. For four days I have studied conditions in our general headquarters

in France and in a divisional headquarters at the front.

13. For six days I have messed with private soldiers under fire; I was

with them day and night.

14. For six days I served within the front line as a regular Y. M. C.

A. secretary; three additional days were spent somewhat farther back,

but within the immediate war zone. For three of the six days I was

entirely in charge of the dugout which is the most advanced permanent

Y. M. C. A. station in any army, being located within less than sixteen

hundred yards of our most advanced trench. Directly connected with this

dugout are a room of the Signal Corps, a Red Cross first-aid station,

and billets for forty-seven men. Three other days were spent assisting

in a hut farther back, but situated above ground and in the zone of

constant shell-fire. During these days I was brought face to face with

men confronted by the most trying conditions of modern warfare. I saw

them caked with mud, chilled with snow and ice-cold water, sick and

wounded. I witnessed the treatment that they received; I inspected what

they ate and drank.

15. I have visited our front-line trenches, meeting the men and

officers and conversing with them. I have seen the American soldier

under direct fire. I have measured him after the most extensive raid

the Germans had until that time directed against him, and the one in

which the American army really came into its own. I have been with the

American soldier in a barrage, and later when he carried back his dead

and wounded and the wounded of his enemy.

16. I have studied the American soldier after he had marched four miles

through mud-filled, shell-scattered trenches to his billet, relieved

after eight days of trench life during which he had suffered everything

from rain and snow to gas, machine-gun fire, bayonet, and shrapnel. I

have seen him in repose and in action. I have seen him before, and I

have seen him after, a charge.

I believe that I not only know what the American soldier does in

France, but that I begin to know what _he is_.

_He is a representative American._ And he is living on a moral plane

which is _above the moral plane of civilian life at home_.

I have found soldiers who are a disgrace to the uniform; there are

individual cases and there are groups of cases that give me keen

regret. I wish that the army had a "Botany Bay," that those who insist

upon practising the indecencies could be segregated. However few these

men are,--and they are indeed the small minority,--they constitute a

menace to morale, and exert a demoralizing influence upon those with

whom they are associated. Then, too, there are a few officers who

represent the old idea that the soldier is necessarily a victim of his

passions, and must be allowed, even encouraged, to gratify them. But

such officers are in a decreasing ratio to the whole, and privates who

bring an unfavorable judgment upon their country are the exceptions,

that assist in proving the rule.

On one occasion two hundred men from just-arrived transports began

their self-appointed task of painting a certain French city a livelier

hue. Very quickly they discovered that "decorators" of their class

were not in demand. The naval patrol sent them back to the ships with

battered heads and wiser minds. Two hundred men out of more than

_fifteen thousand_ tried to be naughty, and failed! I can imagine a

lurid head-line, "_Recently Arrived Soldiers Paint City Red_." Such a

head-line would have been unfair and untrue. That story of a thousand

men from the rural community of northeastern America is absolutely

false. I have investigated it in every French port where American

troops land and in in every other place where any considerable number

of our men have been quartered. My inquiries have followed three lines,

the military, the Y. M. C. A., and civilians. While conditions were

worse at the beginning, before our military authorities had their own

police programme operating, nothing at all approaching this condition

_ever_ existed.

Our leaders in France have not conquered the vices that society has

battled against from the first organized beginnings of civilization;

but, if the American Expeditionary Force is not setting an example in

moral idealism to American civilian life, then I have walked through

France with my eyes closed and my ears stopped.

When you see one soldier under the influence of liquor, do not conclude

that the army is drunk! It is at least suggestive that in three months

spent in England and France, associated with tens of thousands of

soldiers, I did not see a single soldier, officer or private, under

the influence of liquor on the street, in a public conveyance, or in a

public building.

When you hear of one syphilitic, or a hundred, do not traduce _en

masse_ the flower of American manhood now transported to the richly

watered fields of France. An investigation made by a prominent jurist

of the United States, who is also a leading layman of the Methodist

Church, revealed the following conditions in a certain port of landing.

This city has long borne the reputation of being among the most immoral

of Europe. The survey covered both white and black troops, and was made

in areas personally inspected by the writer.

The record for venereal diseases for four months preceding my visit

was:

_Colored Troops_ _White Troops_

First Month,

108.7 men in each thousand. 16.89 men in each thousand.

Second Month,

30.9 " " " " 12.5 " " " "

Third Month,

21.2 " " " " 8.7 " " " "

Fourth Month,

11 " " " " 2.11 " " " "

Many of these men were found to be infected when they reached France.

Army discipline, it will be seen, soon produced results. The rate of

venereal disease for white men when I left that city was less than

one-fourth of one per cent and for colored soldiers, just about one per

cent.

Let us think of our army division in terms of a modern American city,

a city of men, women, and children. But here are cities of men only,

men between twenty-one and thirty-one. Yes, men between seventeen and

thirty-one. Young men, red-blooded, far from home, inhabit these war

cities. Put such a city into your moral test-tube! Is it not inspiring

beyond words that these cities, by the records of the Surgeon-General

and from the reports of General Pershing, show a venereal rate

far below that of civilian life, and a decreasing rate; that they

show little drunkenness? And every statement of the War Department

concerning these vital matters has been substantiated by my own

investigations.

We shall be helped greatly in our efforts to appreciate the facts

if we remember that every soldier before he is a soldier is a _man_;

that the American soldiers in France are our own brothers and our own

sons; that we have taken the best from our colleges, our churches, our

offices, our homes, our factories and our farms, to feed the god of

war who stalks across the fields of Europe. These men have not laid

off their American idealism; they have not abandoned their American

training and the moral and spiritual instructions absorbed by American

firesides and in American churches and schools. We indict ourselves

when we believe wholesale charges of evil living, brought against the

finest fruit of our tree of democratic culture.

The psychology of such charges is demoralizing. Men falsely accused are

inclined to argue, "Well, I have the name; the mark is on me; I'll take

the game!" On the other hand, confidence begets confidence. Men are

made strong by the knowledge that other men and that women and children

believe in them. Our brothers and sons in France have won the right,

not only to our love, but to our esteem and faith as well.

There is no room to-day for the quick-spoken, casually informed, and

misinformed destructive critic. The constructive critic in the army

and out of it, in France and in civilian life at home, will have

increasingly much to do; not one iota of service for the soldier and

sailor can we afford to abate. They are always in the danger zone.

I found the American in uniform building up about himself a wall

of protection in the very attitude he is assuming toward the moral

excesses practised by the few. He is resenting the indulgence that

causes his country's civilization to be misjudged; he is disciplining

his comrade who by taking improper and forbidden liberties endangers

the freedom of others; he shows a distinct pride in the fact that

American physical and moral standards are high. _I believe that for

every man in the army that is morally destroyed at least five men are

morally born again._ We have spent much time in discussing the vast

task of keeping our men fit to return to us when the war is over, and

it is time well spent. But there is another matter quite as important:

_America must be made and kept fit for these men to return to_.

This is a report on conditions as they exist in the American army,

and does not deal directly with circumstances surrounding vice and

liquor in England and in France. As to these conditions in England and

France, they differ widely. Vice conditions in such cities as London

and Liverpool are particularly menacing; strong drink is everywhere a

distressing problem. In both of these vital matters the English problem

presents difficulties in excess of those confronting the investigator

in France. Through diplomatic representations and with the utmost

regard for the customs and feelings of our heroic allies _certainly the

same regulations should be applied to our soldiers overseas that now

apply at home_.

The results that have been thus far accomplished have been accomplished

without conflict with the drinking-customs of our allies. In proportion

as it has been found practical for our military authorities to have

absolute police control over territory occupied by American soldiers

has it been possible to deal effectively with liquor and vice from the

standpoint of administering regulations and laws.

What is the attitude of the American military authorities in France

toward drink and vice? I find our leaders in France aggressively and

successfully promoting the most comprehensive programme ever attempted

by a nation at war to keep her soldiers physically competent and

morally fit. An official of the British government, a man of many

distinctions and high in political life, told me that the eyes of all

the nations of Europe were upon the well-nigh revolutionary policies of

General Pershing and his staff.

The programme of the military leaders has been effectively supplemented

by the Y. M. C. A., the Red Cross, and the Salvation Army. The Y. M. C.

A. is responsible for a ministry that cannot be overvalued. With its

huts, which range from the commodious double building in the great

cities and in the large training-camps to the foul-smelling, dark

dugouts at the front, with its canteens and hotels for officers and

privates, with its music and its lectures, its classes in French and

its Bible classes, with its athletic leadership and its rest-stations

high among the quiet mountains, with its religious services and its

personal interviews, it is meeting squarely the moral challenge of

this stupendous occasion. It is the most potent hope of the church,

and God's most fruitful agency, "for such a time as this." A captain

of a company of colored stevedores told me that the Y. M. C. A. had

increased the morale of his men one hundred per cent.

As I have written these lines, I have had vividly before me a group of

American soldiers. It is three o'clock in the morning, and they have

just marched four miles through trenches, shell-obliterated or filled

with mud and snow; they have been relieved from the first line. They

are men from four companies of a battalion of a division occupying a

permanent position on the western front. They have had the distinction

of experiencing the first extensive gassing directed against American

troops and of repelling the first general raid over an American front.

Of one of the companies every commissioned officer has been killed

or wounded in the fighting of twenty hours before; its captain, a

gallant Southern lad, died on the parapet leading the successful

counter-attack. They are covered with mud, dead for sleep, chilled to

the bone, but uncomplaining. Some of them have fallen repeatedly on the

way out, and their faces are as black as their boots. They lean against

the counters and the tables of the Y. M. C. A. hut, and silently drink

the red-hot tea and eat the cookies and crackers. These are the men who

have given the first clear demonstration of the fighting superiority of

American democracy over German autocracy. They have paid a great price;

but, counting all the cost, they have found the expenditure justified.

They are the very vanguard of the pathfinders of civilization; they are

the knights of the twentieth century.

I should be false to these men if, having the evidence of their moral

soundness, I did not declare it; and I should be false to those who

gave them as a priceless offering upon the altar of freedom.

General Pershing and those who are in authority with him in France

deserve not a resolution of inquiry or censure, but a vote of

confidence with the assurance of our co-operation and support.

The American soldier is the worthy inheritor of the finest traditions

of American arms, a credit to those who bore him, an honor to the

nation he represents, and the last and best hope that civilization will

not fail in her struggle to establish the might of right.

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