The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-10-07
VOLUNTEER RESERVES
By KATHERINE THhYER HODGES
Written for the Woman's Liberty Loa
Committee of New England

| written lOT tue NOildH y ASlDSity GVaA
Committee of New England
That Dorothy's spirits were not up
to concert pitch was plainly evident as
she picked her way in the late after
noon through the crowded city streets
1T is not a question of To be or not
to be a Liberty Bond holder, as Mr.,
Young said,' she declared with toss
! of her pretty head "There Is no ques-
tion about it. cannot buy even a
fifty-dollar Liberty Bond, and that
ends it."
The innocent but disturbing ele-
ment which was responsible for this
outburst was little pasteboard box
which Dorothy's employer had hand
ed to her only few minutes before,
with the result that conscience was
fairly beating a tattoo on her heart
! strings. She really wanted to do
something to help the boys "over
there, but how could she? she argued.
Yet every time she heard the aggre-
waiting hollow thud ofthe empty box
as 1t swung in the silk bag on her arm,
she thought of an old but dainty white
silk stocking tucked away back IN her
bureau drawer with three crisp ten
| dollar bills in its toe.
When two years before Dorothy had
secured position which meant desk
and swivel chair in large Office, 1t
seemed as If she had reached the PIN
1 nacle of success as business woman,
| but she soon found that eighteen dol
| lars q week did not go very far. In
! deed. for months the height OF her
ambition had been to save enough
money for a new blue suit for fall,
and she thought of 1t every time her
! eye caught sight OF the bright new
! ring on her finger-blue would look
SO nice beside Rays khaki. She had
| pinched and squeezed every dime I'M
til the eagle fairly sauawked- land
now the goal was so near--oh, she just
couldn't give it up! No, anything but
that!
Extra! Extral American Army
in Great Smash! Extra!" cried the
newsboys up and down the street.
| Dorothy shuddered as the words
were suddenly. visualized and she saw
! on the battlef1elds of France our boys,
fighting for love of Justice and human
ity. How could they nobly bear their
Phlb IA iliC NtlAibAt NOhhANNt hVlN ~
not for the remembrance of the be-
loved home land,--their confidence
that all loyal Americans are with them
In the saving and giving which will
win the war.
Il might just as well face this thing
flrst as last, for 1t begins TO look as IL
1t really were a question" the girl de-
clared aloud as, reaching her room,
she threw her hat and gloves onto the
table and herself into chair by the
open window Dorothy Bolton, are
you Stacker, or are you not?" was
her indignant demand.
Instantly the rockers of the little
wicker chair squeaked, ~You are! You
are! You arel"
you saucy thing" laughed Doro-
thy; but I'm afraid you're speaking
the truth" she added ruefully. She
reached for her bag, drew out the lit
tie pasteboard box and turned 1t over
slowly Red, white and blue" she
murmured softly. The colors OF our
beloved country .-somehow they mean
more than they ever did before"
Then the words "Woman's Liberty
Loan Committee OF New England"
caught her eye. Surely women were
coming into their own in this work.
she thought. Though they may not
go into the trenches and fight, they
can work and save and give as well
as the men.
For few moments Dorothy set
very still looking out over the tops OF
the buildings with their smoking
chimneys, past the tall elm trees on
Boston Common, until her eyes rested
on the gilded dome OF the Capitol on
Beacon Hill. To her awakening
thought II was as a tower OF strength,
rejecting the principles of pure de-
mocracy and liberty for which our
government stands
Suddenly she started from her chair,
and look of dismay crossed the
pretty face
"Sacrifcei" she exclaimed. What
have been thinking about! OF
course ii isn't sacrifice to wear our
old clothes; it's Just great and glo-
rtous opportunity to do our bit. Why,
I'd be ashamed TO look Ray in the face
If ! could be so selfish when he is Of
fering his life Fifty dollars seems a
good. deal, but the thirty I have viii
be good start toward 1t, and the rest
will be only triis at time" Glanc-
ing once more at the little box, she
begun to hum the lines that met her
eye;
First nickel, then a dime,
Save the pennies every time;--"
Dorothy stopped suddenly as a new
thought came to her. why, IL isn't ac-
tually giving the money after ALL" she
said to herself. its just letting Uncle
Sam have the use of what we save, and
in Tina We'll have II all back with inter-
est. Like all really good things 1t
works both ways, and after the war Is
over can have two suits from what
save. And maybe, yes maybe" she
| added, the furnishing of home for
two. That can be my bit while Ray
is doing his in France now for
a look at the old clothes"
Tap, tap" sounded on Dorothys
door a few minutes later, and her
chum Marion from the next floor
| armed with her knitting and box Of
fudge. came in and fiounced down In
the little wicker chair
What In the world are you doing
with all those clothes. Dot7 Not pack
Ing for home yet. are your"
Dorothy laughed gaily. NO oh no;
Just taking stock. as you saleswomen
call 1t. You see I'm getting very bus
inesslike."
Altogether too much so for my linn
tied understanding" retorted her
friend. Come. what's it all about,
Dorothy?"
But that peryerse little lady was in
no hurry to satisfy her friends curl
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