[Transcriber's Note: Bold text is surrounded by =equal signs= and italic text is surrounded by _underscores_.] Uncle Sam’s Right Arm _A Patriotic Exercise_ BY EFFA E. PRESTON Price 25 Cents MARCH BROTHERS, Publishers 208, 210, 212 Wright Ave., Lebanon, O. No Entertainments Exchanged. No Entertainments sent on Selection subject to Return. UNCLE SAM’S RIGHT ARM A Patriotic Exercise BY EFFA E. PRESTON [Illustration] MARCH BROTHERS, PUBLISHERS, 208, 210, 212 Wright Ave., Lebanon, O. Copyright, 1918, by MARCH BROTHERS. Uncle Sam’s Right Arm. _Ten girls in white sing, air, “Annie Laurie”._ 1 When war clouds dim the sunshine And shadow all the land, When our country goes to battle With foes on every hand, ’Tis then the call comes clear To loyal hearts and true To lay down their lives and fortunes For our own red, white and blue. 2 Our lovely starry banner Defeat must never know, For it stands for truth and freedom Where’er its colors blow. Then pledge your faith anew A vow to Liberty, Which shall never cease to bless us ’Neath the banner of the free. _Enter Uncle Sam, a boy dressed in usual costume. He stands in center of stage while girls who sang group themselves at back of stage._ UNCLE SAM: I am America’s Uncle Sam, Democracy’s pioneer. I have sent a message across the sea That other lands may hear; And there comes to us now a call for aid For her cause has suffered harm, And Democracy turns for protection now To your Uncle Sam’s strong right arm. And I—in turn—am asking you What help you will give to me, And what will you do to make the world Safe for Democracy. A splendid army you’ve given me But the fight has just begun And men must be training all the time For the work is not yet done. So teach the little children, too, A patriotic zeal And they will be ready, if ever there’s need, To answer a world’s appeal. _Enter 12 small boys in soldier suits. They advance to front of stage, Uncle Sam standing at one side. At conclusion of speeches soldiers step to back of stage. Each group take same positions before and after speaking and singing._ ALL SOLDIERS: When each of us becomes a man He’ll be a soldier if he can. 1st. I’d like to be a drummer boy. I’d beat a charge with vim and joy. 2nd. I’d be a trumpeter. I’d never sound retreat But call the men from hill and glen the enemy to meet. 3rd. I’d love to be a gunner and make the cannon roar. A lot of gunners, brave and strong, I’m sure would end this war. 4th. I’ll be an aviator and like a bird I’ll fly Within my shining airship, away up in the sky.