Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1918-03-15

your legs are longer than mine,
Bill, and you'll no doubt get the aidge
me before we get to the Treas
ury," ~apologized Red, between
breaths.
"Tut, tut, Red, we are going in to-
gether, even if l do have to slack up
bit. This is the big lesson we are
learning in this war; how to keep
step; how to march shoulder to Shout
der and present a front united to the
last man, the last dollar, the last
penny. All, Red, this war is working
wonders, old fellow. The folks back
home had planned for me to go into
a touring car this year. l heard
them talking about it. Mother and
the girls wanted the biggest car in
town. They said that the Jones' had
just ordered a $1,000 car, and they
would have to order a 10000 one to
retain social leadership. l didn't rel
ish the idea a bit, of spending the
remainder of my days speeding down
the road and busting everv poor old
chap that had to walk. The biggest
ear in town will almost make any
one an autocrat. Red.
"Well before the decision was
made, war was declared. Both Of
the boys in the family are young and
trimming with patriotism. They en-
listed, and my, how it changed things
at home! One of the girls has gone
as a nurse. The other two are busy
at the first peep of day, knitting,
knitting, knitting. Mother has actu-
ally gone back to her kitchen. There
is no meat on meatless days, either.
She says she is going to save enough
in the kitchen to buy several Liberty
Bonds. Father has always said that
he was going to retire this year, but
he has changed his mind. He is now
one of Uncle Sans 81 a year men.
l am on the way to the Treasury to
let Mr.. McAdoo know that, after all,
it's not what you get out, but what
you put into life that counts. Now,
Red, what's your story?"
"Well, Bill smiled Red, 81 didn t
run the hazard of going into a $l0,-
600 touring car, certainly. However,
l did come dangerously near to fall
ing in with bad company. You know
some 1000, 000, 900 of US go into
chewing gum every year. Well, lit
tie Jack, who delivers papers to buy
his clothes and school books, stopped
at a slot the other day, and / fairly
shuddered for a few minutes. l
thought that /, too, was sur to go
for chewing gum. Fortunately his
school teacher came along, and in a
friendly way said: You had better
save that penny, Jack. We are going
to organize a whole company for IN
Gle Sans Army of Thrift tomorrow,
and you'll want to join Jack
laughed and replied. Sure I'll join;
my big brother is over there now,
and l want to be a real soldier in
Uncle Sans Army of Thrift Little
Jack then took his hand out of his
pocket and started down the street
with his teacher. My, but l was re-
lieved, Bill. I'll tell you, it was a
close call.
"The next night, father and mother,
little Jack and his sister Mary, who
works at the telephone exchange,
were sitting around the fire. Daddy,
said little Jack, teacher told us this
morning how we could help my big
brother and the other boys big broth
ers win the war; Daddy was reading
his paper and pulling on a cob pipe
He lowered his paper, looked yer his
specs and demanded: 'How's that?
Then Jack explained how the Thrift
Stamps can help you wiz a future fol
yourself, a future for your country
a future for Democracy, a future fol
civilization, and help bring back big
brother, all with the same penny
That night the family made the de,
cision. Mother said that she would
shave expenses in the kitchen. Sister
said that she would walk to work
Jack said that he would cut out gum
And daddy clinched his big fist
pounded on the table and declared
by Golly! I'll save a dollar a weel
if l have to bust a button in the try
ingp So, Bill, we haven't anything
on each other after all. We are boil
soldiers for Uncle Sam. 1t is jus
like daddy said the other night: B,
Golly, the world amt big enough TO
the Kaiser and Woodrow Wilson toe
:. and l have a bunch that the Kaiser'l
have to light a shuck and leave thes,
parts soon.'"
"Well, well, Red" ph~ilosophise,
Bill, "who would have thought it
Who would have thought it,"
"Hold on there, Bill" shouted lit
tie Red, as he grabbed his big brothe
Bill by the coat-tail, "We're about t.
pass the Treasury"
"By Jove, you are right" reptile
Bill.
"Now, listen, Bill" whispered littl
Red, half choked with fear; You
have to help me along a bit, old fel
low. I've never been here before, an
l don't know what to do. You're use
to it."
"Oh, never mind that, Red" reptile
Bill; "give me your hand and let m
help you along. Frank Vanderli
will make you feel at home. Don
worry about that"
"Ah, Bill, old pal" chuckled littl
Red, with a big smile from ear t
ear, "This is Democracy"