Mary Louise and the Liberty Girls

es completely filled the big public square. The flaring torches, placed at set intervals, lighted fitfully th

g the orator of the evening, Colonel James Hathaway, whose slender, erect form a

mitted to show their loyalty and patriotism by subscribing for bonds-bonds of the rich and powerful United States-that all may participate in our noble struggle for the salvation of democracy and the peace of the world. These bonds, which you are asked to buy, bear interest; you will

sat Mary Louise Burrows, the granddaughter of Colonel Hathaway, with several of her girl fri

succinctly the necessity of the Liberty Bond issue and impressing upon his

p purchase at least one fifty-dollar bond. Many of you can invest thousands. Yet we are approaching our time limit and, so far, less than two hundred thousand dollars' worth of these magnificent Liberty Bonds have been purchased in our community! But five days rem

the banker, and other prominent members of the Liberty L

The thing has looked like a failure, lately, but I knew if Gran'pa Jim talked to the

thronged about the stand seemed to Mary Louise stern and resolved

e forward and enter their subscriptions for the bonds. He urged them to subscribe generously, in proportion

onel, in clarion tones. Then the band struck up a popular war tune, and the

tically canvassed by the Committee and their efforts had resulted in a bare two hundred thousand dollars. Of this sum, Colonel Hathaway had himself subscribed twen

ve thousand dollars' worth of these wonderful bonds. Put me down for that a

ned for fifty thousand dollars, rose and added another twenty-five thousand to that sum. This act elicited another ripple

s meeting, on which they had so greatly depe

e platform and mounting the steps faced his townspeople. There was a little murmur

oice and with a slight German accent. "I don't approve of it, whate

luted him, but he waited stolidly for the

ll follow, no matter what fools carry the standard. If they don't think I'm too old to go to France, I'll pack up and go to-morrow. That's Jake Kasker-with a Dutch name but a Yankee heart. Some of you

d, jeeringly. A

hree thous

ke what we got to take, then I'll make it five thousand. But if I have to do that-an' I can't afford it, but I

d the paper Mr. Jaswell placed before him and withdrew. Soon there was a line extending from the

lothier, who stood a few paces back

have really helped us, although you should have omitted those tra

alk, I'm honest; I say what I think." He turned and walked away an

ouise, who had overheard the exchange of w

ra Hilton. "It's a safe investment, and Kasker knows it. B

ge of the opportunity to slam the war. That