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To the Editors of the CRIMSON:

"Rein muss es bleiben zwischen mir und ihm.

Und eh' der Tag sich neight, muss sich's erklaren,

Oh ich den Freund, ob ich den Vater soll entberhren." (Schiller: "Wallenstein")

In these hours of suspense a great, tragic conflict shakes the hearts of millions of American citizens of German birth or descent. For nearly three years our brothers on the other side of the Atlantic have held at bay a world of enemies. The terrible hardships of trench warfare, aided by enemy bullets and shrapnel, thinned their ranks--spread over a front of thousands of miles. England's starvation blockade, which the American Government itself admitted to be "illegal and indefensible," finds its daily victims among the children and the aged behind the fronts. The few letters that reach us and the hundreds that do not reach us, are messengers of sorrow and death. A pathetic picture is thus ever present in the heart of every German-American.

And now arrives the tragic, the supreme moment. The inclinations of the heart cannot give way to the call of duty. The country of our choice sends out the stern demand for that unswerving loyalty to the flat--a loyalty which it must expect of every one of its citizens. And there can be only one answer. We must rally to the flat under which we live and prosper. Our hearts are bleeding at the thoughts of fratricide, but they must bleed. We will shame those that would cast the odium of disloyalty on us. In all our history no traitor has been found, not will be found, among citizens of German origin.  G. PRIESTER 1G