File:The American Legion Weekly (Volume 3, No. 50 (December 16, 1921)) (1921) (14743239846).jpg

Identifier: americanlegionwe350amer (find matches)
Title: The American Legion Weekly (Volume 3, No. 50 (December 16, 1921))
Year: 1921 (1920s)
Authors: American Legion. National Headquarters
Subjects: American Legion periodicals
Publisher: American Legion
Contributing Library: The American Legion National Headquarters Library
Digitizing Sponsor: LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation

View Book Page: Book Viewer
About This Book: Catalog Entry
View All Images: All Images From Book
Click here to view book online to see this illustration in context in a browseable online version of this book.

Text Appearing Before Image:
he was present. Foch traveled light. Two lockertrunks and a pair of suitcases were allhe required. His uniforms were thehorizon blue field attire and the dressuniform of a field marshal. The Marshal was seventy years oldon October 2d, but he looks not morethan sixty. His health on the trip wasexcellent. In theearly stages he didnot even have a cold,although he was sub-jected to all the rigorsof our changeableNovember weather inall parts of the coun-try. H i s personalphysician, Dr. Andre,who was by the Mar-shals side throughoutthe war, accompaniedhim. What chiefly inter-ested Foch? Everydistinguished visitorto our shores has thisquestion fired at himas he comes up NewYork harbor. Theconventional answer istall buildings and theAmerican girl. Now,the Marshal has amathematicians in-terest in great build-ings and the averagemans eye for a prettygirl. But his tastesare broad and varied. The great steel(Continued, page 20) Emblem Copyrighted J9I9the American Legion DECEMBER 16, 1921 PAGE 7
Text Appearing After Image:
Decorating soldiers graves in Cypress Hill Cemetery, near Brooklyn, N. Y.—From an old file of Harpers Weekly Pictures Out of the Past—II How the Grand Army of the Republic Came Back By Charles Phelps Cushing DOWNTOWN New York at dusk,just as the lights are flashingon in the office windows. Cliffsof skyscrapers, one of them fifty storieshigh, overshadowing a little park;down at the bottom of the well, as thecenterpiece of the park, a handsome oldbuilding of marble, opened in 1812 asNew Yorks City Hall and still in activeservice. And down in the basement ofthat venerable hall, in a big dim roomwith faded oil portraits and rusty warrelics on its time-darkened walls, youfind the local G. H. Q. of the GrandArmy of the Republic. A place oftwilight and a time for reminiscences. Around a long council table in onecorner of the room a group of white-haired veterans are poring over a chart—the same chart shown on the nextpage, picturing the rise and fall ofmembership in the Grand Army thro

Note About Images