, 1918-07-04

ne Salu, Dut equally RtOrlOuS I'd i've
for 1t, and that living for it means
living for America, working and striv-
ing increasingly for the betterment of
all, One for all, all for one.'"
A powerful clubhouse chorus rem
dering "The Star Spangled Banner"
under the leadership of the stranger
brought the informal gathering to a
most enthusiastic end.
Jack was impressed very, very much
and strolled home lost in deep thought.
A person walking close by Jack would
"GeeI" and Gosh"
.
Booml Booml Zizi ZizI Zipi
Bangl Boom! CrashI Bangi Jack
never heard such a tremendous noise
before. Rushing to his bedroom win
dow, he gazed awestruck at the sight
that presented itself to him. The vii
lage was in flames-men were rushing
hither and thither shouting, calling
and yelling for help. Jack dashed out,
hatless and breathless. Bangl A
huge shell tore away half of his little
home. An awful rending, crashing up
heaval followed. Flying stones and
splinters knocked Jack all in a heap.
"War" he painted, "Warl" Yes, it
was war with a vengeance. Strug-
Cling to his fees, he raced EDWARDS
not knowing where to go, but onward,
In hope of being able to do something.
Bangl Bangl All the while the most
unearthly shrieking sounds of flying
shells and bursting bombs, mixed with
the rattle of machine guns and the
%frightful roaring Of the heavy cannon.
Khaki-clad figures rushed past Jack.
A fearful explosion louder than any
of the previous, left Jack dazed. At
his feet fell one Of the khaki figures,
beating the ground, striking the earth
with his hands and hoarsely calling in
a choked, feeble voice for help. Jack
or bullets, but of the wounded man,
for Jack did not know what to do with
him o. for him. "I1l go and get help"
yelled Jack. He ran a few yards,
stumbled and fell. Looking up, he
saw right before him in the midst of
the uniforms, Old Gloryi "The flag
was still therel Hurrahi Live for
my country, die for my country"
flashed through Jacks thoughts.
Nov to help the wounded soldier,
now to help" A sudden singing
| pain shot through Jacks shoulder. He
fell forward on his face. He essayed
to rise, but the excruciating pain was
too much for him. "Helpl Helpi"
he called. A sound Of running feet
fell on his ears. Painfully turning his
%throbbing head, Jack saw some of his
boy friends, gazing foolishly at him.
"Pleasel" called Jack. PLEASED oh,
you boobs do something-help, lift
me-" but a nearby explosion had scat
tered the crowd. Toby, the village
stray dog, dragged itself by yelping
and was soon lost to Jacks view. The
fagl The fiagl There it is again
this time in the hands of the new
conner, who holds 1t high in the air.
The figure holding 1t wavers, staggers.
Jack makes a supreme effort to rise,
but for him comes oblivion.
1t was a beautiful June morning
when Jack awoke and sat up sud
denly. He rubbed his shoulder,
scratched his head and blinked his
eyes. "Old Gloryi" thought Jack,
where is it? What has happened
It'll" The rising sun was paying its
respects to Old Glory and Old Glory
was returning the compliment.
you're up early" said a voice that
startled Jack into full wakefulness.
1t was the stranger.
Eyes," said Jack, 81 thought THAT
isl thought"
"What?" said the man, encourag-
ingly.
THAT you were killed and hat the
flag" went on Jack as he related his
dream of the night before. The man
laughed and asked Jack what he
would do for the wounded soldier, for
an injured dog, for himself. Jack
didn't know. He Their asked Jack
what he would do in ordinary peace
times in emergency cases. Jack didn't
know. Neither did any Of his boy
friends, who were beginning to come
out into the morning sunshine.
Don't you see," said the man, shat
the best a to help your country and
flag is by being prepared to server
Be prepared for-all cases and for all
times. Even in this far-away town,
at this present moment, you can be of
service. Every man, woman, boy and
girl and child from the top corner
of Alaska to the other end of Florida
a be of help If they only make a
little preparation. Help the men with
their work, prepare the way for the
great railroad that's on its way to you
and Won will no aarvfnp vour fac aud
country.
"Say. fellows, let me tell o some
thing. Railroading is my big busi-