The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-04-14

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Ill.
Sabre did not know how over.
wrought he was until he was at
ed at breakfast.
Mabel looked up from her break
fast. well. l do think"
This was the beginning Of it. He
felt himself digging his nails into
the palms of his hands. i've been
up with old Mrs. Perch. l was with
her when she died. It's upset me a
bit"
Il don't wonder. II you ask me, /
think 1t was very extraordinary your
being there. If you ask me, l think
it was very funny of that Miss
Bright sending for you at that hour
of the night. Whyever should she
send for you of all people?"
II was their greatest friend"
Yes, ! know you always liked
them. But you couldn't be of any
use. l must say l do think people
are very funny sometimes. If Miss
Bright had done the right thing, as
we are their nearest neighbors, she
would have sent and asked me IL /
could let one Of the maids go over
and be with her. Then you could
have gone up, too, II you'd wished and
could have come back again. l don't
think she had any right to send for
you"
He had sat down and was about to
pour himself out some tea He put
down the teapot and got up. Look
here, do me a favor. They're dead
both of them. Don't say anything
more about them. Don't mention
the subject again. For Gods sake"
He went out of the house and got
his bicycle and set out for the office
At the top Of the Green he passed
young Pinnock, the son OF Pinnock s
Stores Some patch of color about
young Pinnock caught his eye. The
color was vivid red vrown on a
khaki brassard on the young mans
arm. The badge Of the recruits en-.
rolled under the Derby enlistment
scheme. He dismounted "Hullo, Pin
mock. How on earth did you get
that armlet? / thought you'd been
rejected about forty times?"
Young Pinnock grinned hugely.
Don't matter II you've got both feet
in, or head and shoulders neither,
over at Cchovenbury today. Mr.. Sabre.
There's such a rush of chaps to get
in before they make conscripts of 'em
they're fair letting anybody through"
Sabre turned his front wheel to
the Chovensbury road.
CHAPTER VIII.
l.
Life, when II takes so giant a hand
in its puppet show as to upturn q
cauldron Of world war upon the pup.
pets, may be imagined biting it's
fingers in some chagrin at the little
result in particular instances. AS vege.
tauon beneath snow, so individual de-
velopment beneath UNIVERSAL clmty.
Nature persists; individual life per.
sists.
Sabre was called up in his Derby
Glass within eight weeks Of his en-.
rollment-at the end of February.
1916. He was nearly two years in
the war; but his ultimate encounter
with life awaited him and was met.
at Penny Green. 1t might have been
reached precisely as was reached
without agency Of the war, certainly
without participation in IL. or the
interval only those few events ulti.
mately mattered which had connection
with his life at home. They seemed
In the night Of the war transient as
falling stars; they proved themselves
lodestars of his destiny.
He first went to France, in one OF
the long string OF Service battalions
that had sprung out OF the Pinks, in
the June following his enlistment
Mabel had decided TO get a paid
compartment was rather lonely in
some ways-and she had arranged to
have that girl. Miss Bright" Sabre,
reading her letter. exclaimed aloud
by Jove, that's good. ! am glad.
And he thought, Jolly little Effel
That's splendid" He somehow liked
immensely the idea OF imagining
Bright Effie about the house. lie
thought, 81 wish she could have