Custer's dead and around the bloody guidon of the immortal Seventh Cavalry lie 212 officers of the main. Sioux and Cheyenne are on... the war path. By military telegraph news of the Custer massacre is flashed across the long, long miles to the southwest. By stagecoach to the hundred settlements and the thousand farms standing under threat of Indian uprising. Pony Express riders know that one more such defeat as Custer's and it would be 100 years before another wagon train dared to cross the plain. And from the Canadian border to the Rio Bravo 10,000 Indians--Comanche, Arapaho, Sioux, and Apache under Sitting Bull, and Crazy Horse, Gaul, and Crow King--are uniting in a common war against the United States cavalry.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Red Cross in its nature, it aims and purposes, and consequently, its methods, is unlike any other organization in the country.... It is an organization of physical action, of instantaneous action, at the spur of the moment; it cannot await the ordinary deliberation of organized bodies if it would be of use to suffering humanity, ... [ellipsis in original] it has by its nature a field of its own.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Although its growth may seem to have been slow, it is to be remembered that it is not a shrub, or plant, to shoot up in the summer... and wither in the frosts. The Red Cross is a part of us--it has come to stay--and like the sturdy oak, its spreading branches shall yet encompass and shelter the relief of the nation.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There is a mountain in the distant West That, sun-defying, in its deep ravines... Displays a cross of snow upon its side. Such is the cross I wear upon my breast These eighteen years, through all the changing scenes And seasons, changeless since the day she died.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-Cross, To see an old woman get up on her horse.... Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Christopher Cross: You shouldn't be alone in the street so late at night. Kitty March: I was coming home from work.... Christopher Cross: You work this late? Kitty March: Mmm, hmmm. Christopher Cross: What do you do? Kitty March: Guess. Christopher Cross: You're an actress. Kitty March: Oh, you are clever!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »