New Britain herald., 1917-11-16
WELL JIM, BE GO0D';
 WILL, MAI, HE SAID
lDuSt One Mother Who Sent Her Son Away for Love of Country
Especial to the Herald).

Waterbury, Nov. 16.-She was only . little woman, and she stood on the platform of the Union station with her boy. He was her baby-the last of four children, and she was there to bid him goodbye, because he was going away-just where even he did not know. He was dressed in khaki, and she in black. The contrast was very noticeable, but she was forced to wear the sombre- -color-her oldest son was killed by, a trolley car manned by an incompetent crew three months ago. And now Jim was going away but Jim was going somewheres where 0he could avenge the death Of little children. In the woman's eyes was the light of love-the only love, by the way, which is worth having, the aove of pure, innocent woman.
 Well, Jim, be good" was her last
 message.
 II will, ma," was his answer, as the Boston Express came shooting around the curve at the bridge near the Plume & Atwood factory.
 .sThink of me, Jim, and think how your granddaddy fell in the sixties. He fell to save the Union. You will
  Jim. Now, when you get on the train don't think I'm worrying. know you'll come back"
 'You bet will, Ma. Murderers of rhiIdren will not be able to get me-"
 ''All right, son, goodbye, and God
 bless you"
 'Good-bye, Ma
 Good bye. Jim.'
 And the train left the station with
 PAtrolman Patrick Hayes, he of the l biz heart, went inside and took out K ht1 Handkerchief.
 As the express wound it's way up E Howard Waterville, the mother stood on the platform.
 ~ Ehe watched the train until it got Out 2of sight. And she still had her eyea watching the trail of smoke un- Gil no more of 1t could be seen.
 That's my Jim that just went |s away" she conf1ded to an acquaint- ance. "Ie enlisted he did. He didn't wait to be called. God knows I need him now more than ever did, but his country, the country that gave his grandfathers and grandmothers an opportunity, needs him more. He was good boy, was Jim. And he is yet. Why, of course, you will excuse ! T don't know. why I do, because k know he is coming back. Jim is Jim, zS and he's a good Jim. But when I raw him first in that uniform, know ing that he was willing to go through s anything to help his country, why I felt so proud of my boy. It only ' seems q few months ago that he was on my knee, and I was teaching him 7 to say his prayers. And now look at him. Why. he's a man. I never thought Jim would be a man. He's my baby. you know, a big, good baby. \ But carrying @ rife, and wearing the s uniform of the United States army
 makes him a man doesn't 1t. My
 little baby Jim! hope that he will
 come back to me, and come back as good as when he went He will, don't ] you think That MT. Wilson down in : Washington needed real men, and my little Jim went. Don't you think ' it was nice"
 And that little mother left the sta
 ton. Left to go back to her empty < house. All her children, dead. And Jim, her Jim. the baby Jim, the Jim
 who would die for her, has gone to bFrance or will be soon. X Good boy, Jim.
 And good mother. too. She is of z the invisible army. The army that twill never go into the field. but, still the army that can name as many siheroes that will ever die upon the Z ibattleields in Flanders or anyplace else A wonderful mother. a mother
 who knew that her country. her Jim's