Publisher's Synopsis
It hardly profits us to conjecture what Stephen Crane might have written about the World War had he lived. Certainly, he would have been in it, in one capacity or another. No man had a greater talent for war and perso-nal adventure, nor a finer art in describing it. Few writers of recent times could so well describe the poetry of mo-tion as manifested in the surge and flow of battle, or so well depict the isolated deed of heroism in its stark simp-licity and terror.
