The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1917-01-08

life. but believe in being ready!" He
thumped the porch rail heavily. "And
what happened back in 81 amt Meth.
or here nor there when 1t comes to
what's best for today. You can have
all my things If you'll get Walt to say
he'd fight If the rest had to. That's
all-that he'd fight If the rest had to.
Maybe some day his peace Of the world
IDEAS going to happen. But mean.
time. while there's hell a.poppin. you
just get him to say he'd fight If tho
rest had to. That's all"
WELL" gasped orrie as they went
back to the village, "if that wasn't de-
liclous! Now, we'll have to see Walt"
III see Walt" Kit answered firm.
ly, and when they came to the main
street up she went all alone to the lit
tie law office that Walter Willard hao
opened up over the drug store. He
sat at his desk by the south window,
big bunch Of purple lilacs in white
pitcher near by, and the fragrance
of trees in bloom waited in from many
orchards. From where he sat he could
look directly down on the green and
the little white church with its stee-
pie pointing heavenward like finger
and behind it the little burial ground
The color left his face at sight of his
visitor, but he was grave and courte.
Gus and listened to all she had to say.
You know how feel, Kit" he said
| finally. Il can't go back on my prin.
Ciples just because it's Memorial Day
If the men OF that time had kept their
, heads there wouldn't be these graves
to warn US today of the folly of shoot.
ing your fellowman down over some
political ISSUE"
Then you needn't come to see me
again" Kit flashed back at him. 81
wouldn't marry any man who wouldn't
fight If the rest did, just as your grand
father says"
Yet all the success OF the celebra-
ton could not take away the bitter.
ness and hopelessness. They were
both college bred. children OF the later
day bringing up in the little New Eng
land town, and proud. Kit, standing
beside the other girls on the little
green, listened while the two select
men and the town doctor made their
speeches, followed by the preacher and
the superintendent of schools in this
district. Pretty soon old Aunt Nelly
Bickm0n. who was 81. was standing up
on the wooden box, telling how she'd
gone as nurse through the war and
what horror it all was, and she con.
cluded thus:
"And now we can say God bless them
all, every one of them, blue and gray,
every last mothers son!"
Orrie helped her down, and then la
boriously but resoluteIy old Mr.. Mil.
lard took her place. A cheer went up
from the crowd, and he smiled. Right
in front OF him was Kit. eXpectant and
wideeyed, and behind her, tall and ST.
lent, stood Walt.
what I've come here to say, friends
and neighbors," began the old chap
"what I've come here to say is this: l
amt any speechifyer nor orator, and
amt sorry that fought for the side
believed was right, nuther, but I do
say that today-'United we stand, di-
vided we fall Let's stand together,
back to back. and follow where the old
flag calls. That's my message. Walt,
get up here and echo it."
He stumbled down, and Kit watched
in GREATNESS suspense as Wait stepped
forward. There was heavy hush
now. Everybody knew young Mil
lard's sentiments. and knew, too. he
was the most promising young man in
Buell.. He could make speech with
anybody in the state, but now he stood