Many of the stay-at-homes had a rightful share in the glory of the men they trained and sent as their delegates to the victory. Conspicuously absent were Colonel Theodore Roosevelt, who did so much to inspire his countrymen with battle-ardor, and General Leonard Wood, who built up the whole system of officers’ training camps, advancing us incalculably along the road to preparedness. Then there was the thwarted courage of the countless men who tried to volunteer from civil life and were refused in droves, or furnished with an almost ironical uniform to emphasize their domesticity. This was the swivel-chair army, and the badge of service was the silver chevron. At first granted as an honor, it proved so unwelcome that it had to be enforced by order. Uniforms of a sort were worn also by Red Cross, Y. M. C. A., Knights of Columbus, Jewish Welfare Board, Salvation Army, and other semi-civilians, thousands of whom reached the battle front and many of whom displayed perfect gallantry. Women to an extraordinary degree took part in this war. The Russian Battalion of Death was the most startling verification of the Amazonian myths, but in every country there were women unnumbered who courted danger with a superb consecration to duty. There is no stranger or more persistent falsehood than the claim that women are less belligerent than men. It has been constantly reiterated that if women had the vote, or even the say, there would be no more wars. As if history had not abounded in women whose native ferocity or patriotism inspired them to frenzies of wrath, or self-sacrifice! In this war as in all wars, mothers surrendered their boys with fortitude, or compelled them into the ranks. Mothers without sons to give envied their luckier sisters. Women made speeches, posters, wrote articles, poems, songs, did office work, drove ambulances, trucks, and toiled in munitions factories where danger was more unceasing than on the battle front. The Red Cross women and their untrained aids, many of them women of noble birth or of the most delicate heritages, shared the hardships of the men. The Salvation Army women made doughnuts and pies in the front line trenches. The Y. M. C. A., the Y. W. C. A., and numerous other organizations crowded to the front. Actors and actresses faced death in order to make cheer for the soldiers about to die. The difficulty was always to keep the throngs back from the fighting-lines rather than to whip them forward. The fighting-line was indeed a vague term, for children were killed in their cradles in cities far distant from the battle front. Worshipers in a Paris church were killed on a Good Friday by a shot from a German cannon fired eighty miles away. The raids by Zeppelins and aeroplanes, the planting of explosives in factories, the sowing of mines in seas, the activities of spies and _saboteurs_ made it uncertain just where danger was. There was courage everywhere.