The Washington times., 1918-05-30
To My Sweetheart
SOLDIER
Every Girl Should Read
These Wonderful
Letters.
Ny Beloved:

Ny Beloved:
we hesfd az wonderfu1s- var
speech today, by a Sioux Indian
chief. A. NJ, ten miles away.
a big celebration, took place. in
augurating the Third Liberty Loan,
and the general and our mothers
and me, drove over I am going
on my vacation tomorrow, and this
was a little special farewell treat
The whole country see ms alive with
enthusiasm. Even the autos, which
We passed were gay with fiaKs.
And the music OF bands filled the
air. Regiments were up from the
camps, for the occasion, and such
nne-iooking. proud-stepping, happy,
smiling soldier boys you never
saw. One glance at those gay con-
fident faces. filled with the Joy and
pride OF sacrifice, ought to make
US willing to go. down unto the
very depths Of our dollars for this
Liberty Loan. Life is the greatest
gift a man can give, How poor in
comparison. the uttermost we can
do with money! don't exactly
know what was the purpose in
having this Indian chief speak, but
he certainly made a gallant plea
for the loan. He was a magnificent
figure. in his costume OF beads and
leather, and his feather head-dress!
The fierce sayagery Of tradition was
mellowed down into a hne and earn
est American manner-more could
not be said OF anyone His voice
had great carrying power. and peo-
pie listened attentively, and cheer
ed him cordially. One thing espec-
tally which he said, stayed in my
memory. The Red Man has earn
ed for himself in the past. the name
OF savage. but now he is trying to
be a white man inside, and win the
white mans respect" He made a
plea then for the Liberty Loan
which equaled in eloquence any
thing ! had heard. At one side OF
the speakers platform had been
built trenches. and dug,outs. and
these were objects Of special inter
est a company Of soldiers was at
hand TO explain and illustrate the
different modes OF attack and re-
pulse.
Further along were barb-wire OBJ
structions, illustrating the uses OF that
kind Of war maneuver And yet farther
with mud. and undoubtedly with glory.
We looked at II for a long time, and
your mother and went inside. 1t gave
me a-creepy, queer feeling. indeed
One would think that the firing OF the
guns would rack the machine 10 pieces,
but instead Of that II lumbers steadily
bitches, across barb-wire,
Unmindful OF water or mud-magnifi-
cent in its sturdy strength.
II was wonderful to see these things.
but the thought OF you in connection
with them made a wave OF faintness
pass over me. Your mother felt that
way also. We stood together and held
hsn nds so tight that II hurt, and / could
hear her heart praying, God save
and protect my boys" and my own
heart was crying so loud. God
keep my husband for me. that il
seemed as II the whole world could
hear IL.
We came home very quietly. The
world Is 50 much quieter than It used
10 be. dear. I don't believe it will ever
- filled again with noisy, careless
laughter. and happy song. II isn't
that We must be unhappy. no matter
what comes. Spiritual courage rises
above unhappineSs-it Is just that the
world has been struck dumb, and il
seems 10 be holding its breath, Just as
one does before a thunderstorm. or
during a great fire.
Tomorrow ! go away for my little
vacation. and In happy fancy shall
be with you. The soldier and his Esther
are 50 nngrossed With each other I
shall hardly be mis- ed
Good night. my kinS. my soldier.
Your Hife.