The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1919-02-12
HER DREAM
BY MISS ETHEL M. FARMER.
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How very tempting you look. fifty
fftyP"
Eleanor Chase addressed this re-
mark TO the steaming loaves OF dark
bread as she carefully removed them
| from the oven. Then very critically
| she surveyed the results Of her morn
ing's lsbor-three "rye-crusted" apple
| pies, a dark, plain cake and an old
fashioned Indian pudding, besides the
three loaves Of oatmeal bread
81 certainly have made the 'substi-
| tutes' work to advantage this morn
Ing" she laughed. Now deserve a
little rest In the cool hammock out
under the trees !"
Eleanor did not realize that she
was tired, but only knew that the
| soft, roomy hammock was q decided
contrast to the hot kitchen, where she
had spent a morning wondering and
planning over her cooking.
-'Oh, dear" she sighed. ct wish that
i could do something. I wish that I
were Joan OF Arc, or Florence Night
ingale, or my brother!"
The gaIloping of a horse broke the
stiffness around her.
With surprise and admiration FL
eanor gazed at the rider. ~Joan OF
Arci" she half whispered.
The woman caught the whisper and
smiled.
"Yes. 1 ann the Joan Of Arc Of to-
day"
what do you meanY Eleanor
asked
'T mean that am trying to do az
much for my country as she did for
hers, but this great change win need
every woman in the country I'm the
ARMY Do you want to JoinT
'+Of course, but howT
The rider patted the smooth neck OF
the now prancing horse while she am
swered the questioner.
"The same old story, but hard one.
II we will conserve the food, our boys
viii gladly fight to the endp
Eleanor's face lighted. 81 already
belong to that army, but 1 will fight
harder than ever"
The rider smiled as the horse gal
Hoped away in the distance.
No sooner had they disappeared than
a tall. Whitehead nurse stood in their
place. The soft, white costume with
the Red Cross emblem on the arm and
cap seemed very suitable for this
handsome woman with pleasant eyes
81 am Florence Nightingale and
heard your WISH" she said.
Eleanor's eyes frightened
II am so glad; want to really do
something. wish that could
nursei'
"You can do something the.
stranger answered. I'VE cannot all
be nurses, any more than we can all
over there can do little without money.
You can help more than you think by
helping to supply their needs.
Before Eleanor could thank this
brave woman she had disappeared.
and soldier stood In her place. The
once trim uniform was torn and
muddy, but his shoulders were straight
and his bandaged head erect. In his
eyes there was a new look-a look OF
manhood and victory.
Eleanor looked with surprise and
Joy into the face OF her brother.
Dan she cried.
He sat down beside her In the ham
mock and they both looked at the
Service flag"
$50 You want a star I'm thatT he
asked ut last.
She nodded assent.
"Wen. little sister, heard your
wish / know Row you feel, but you
have a big business to do here. We
win gladly do the fighting IL you can
keep things going here. Keep us fell
lows posted on the home news and do
not forget us and we win do the
rest 7"
She put out her hand to smooth his
torn coat, but he was not therel She
was alone In the hammock Her cries
of "Dani Danr were fruftless-
With a cry she jumped TO her feet
and rubbed her eyes. II had all been
a dream after ALL Yet 1t was such a
real dream that she could not for
get It,
When she discovered the letters to
her brother lying unTna1ieo on the
polished parlor table she Immediately
started for the little village post Office
at wonder what can do TO really
help7" she asked herself, as she wan
dered along the quiet road
81 simply cannot do that" she tried
to assure herself why can't some
one else do lit Now there In Doro-
thv end Roruico and oh we'll uleufy
OF others who have more time than L
I really can't" she ended feebly.
The white-clad nurse seemed TO be
looking at her accusingly and saying:
Remember ii is money that they need.
and everyone must helpl"
Eleanor deposited the letters In the
little office and went on up the road.
stout, yet very energetic man. an
gered the quick ring OF the doorbell-
When he saw the caller there his tat