hat was the bitter dro

darn," formed the refrain of a lyric beginning "Oh say, have you heard Belknap flap in the breeze?"-he, who had borne all the scoldings and all the ridicule, sustained by a mysterious secret faith in the strength of his cause, now saw that cause triumph, and all his country waving with flags and swarming with khaki, while he had to stand asi

strutting about in uniform and saying: "Don't fret, old man-there's lots of time. The war is sure

om (according to tradition) had originated on his sixth anniversary, when, being given a rabbit

of ceremony, and had spent no little time and thought in making a judi

o France," he s

rs that there was less surprise than

vernment doesn't encourage

Legion," said Troy, feeling as if th

, but Mr. Belknap re

t's a pretty rough berth for a fellow like you. And they're as likely

his to be true,

rvice, who is being sent down there on a big engineering job. It's a wonderful opportunity to see the country-see it like a prince too, for he'll have a speci

e w

. a camp ... till it'

t once, father," said Tro

t?" wailed

ve an ambulance," Troy

d, "you could never even lea

cause it never

huge ambulances-

one that seemed to say: "Aren't

p, visibly wishing that he knew how to talk to his son hi

ere's no use talking at all? I'

nce of ou

get all that la

to cry, and her hus

-I understand Troy!" he blurte

on to Italy, why shouldn't Troy wait and go as you

ept the mission, made it up on the instant. "Yes, Tr

added, laughing with sudden courage: "You see,