The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-04-12
Continued from our last issue)

an impatient answer had he not peen
SO anxious on the Perches' behalf
Instead he said pleasantly, "Of course
she's not, Mr.. Bright. Mrs. Perch is
u very old friend Of mine and a very
simple and kind old lady Therell
be only herself for Effie to meet. And
she'll make daughter of her."
Nothing Of the penetration abated
from the deep-set eyes, nor came any
expression of thanks from the stern.
pursed mouth. IN take my girl
over and See for myself, Mr.. Sabre" &"
Surly, stupid old man! However,
poor young Perch! Poor old Mrs.
Perch! The very thing, if only it
would come off.
1t came off. Sable went up to
Puncher's Farm on the evening Of
the day Mr.. Bright, TO see for him
SELF" had called with Effie. Young
Perch greeted him delightfully."- in the
doorway and clasped his hand in
gratitude. It's all right. It's fixed,
She's coming. l could see she took
TO the girl from the start
by Jove, you can't think how
grateful l am to you, Sabre
CHAPTER V.
This frightful war. On his brain
like a weight On his heart like u
pressing hand.
Blowing about the streets in the
newspapers and at meetings, in the
mouths of many, and in the eyes of
most, was the new popular question,
Why aren't you in khaki?" The sub
ject of age, always shrouded in n
seemly and decouous modesty, was
suddenly ripped out of its prudish
coverings.
war But by June, 1915, the position
on these little points had hardened
In June, why aren't you in khaki?'
was blowing about the streets. Certain
men avoided one another And in
June Young Harold joined up. Sabre
greeted the news with very great
warmth. "By Jove, I'm glad Well
done, Harold. That's splendid, Jolly
good luck TO you"
Later in the morning Twyning
came in. His air struck Sabre as
being deliberately aggressive. We'll,
Harolds gone" he said.
Yes, I'm jolly glad for the boys
sake. was just congratulating him.
l think it's eplendid of him."
Twyning hreathed heavily through
his nose. Splendid? Hur! Well,
he's gone and l hope you're salts
fed
Sabre turned in his chair and ques.
toned Twyning with puckered brows.
satisfied? What on earth do you
mean-satisfied?"
You always thought he ought to
so. My boy saw it,"
You're talking nonsense. I've never
so much as mentioned the subject TO
Harold"
Twyning always retracted when Sa-
bre showed signs Of becoming reused
"Ah. WELL what does it matter? He's
gone now. You wait till you've got
son, then you'll think differently,
perhaps. You don't know what my
boy means to me. He's everything
in the world to me. l got him in
here so as TO have him with me and
now this cursed wars taken him.
You know what he is. my boy,
Harold He's better man than his
father. III tell you that He's a
good Christian boy. He's never had
bad thought or said a bad word"
Not very long after this incident
occurred another incident. In its OBJ.
vious aspect it was also related to
the "Why aren't you in khaki?" ques-
ton; Sabre apprehended in it q diff
ferent bearing.
One morning he stepped suddenly
from his own room into Mr.. For
tunes in quest OF "a reference. Twyn.
ing and Mr.. Fortune were seated to.
gether in deep conversation. They
were very often thus seated, Sabre
had noticed. At his entry their con.
versation abruptly ceased; and this
also was not new.
Sabre went across 10 the filing
cabinet without speaking.
Mr.. Fortune cleared his throat.
"Ah, Sabre. we were just saying
what a very deeply unfortunate thing
It is that none OF us principals arc
of an age TO do the right thing by
the firm by joining the army"
Yes. it's a pity" Sabre said.
'I'm glad you agree. knew you
would. For myself OF course, I'm
out Of the question. Twyning here IS
getting on for forty and Of course
ae's given his son to the war You
Of course. you're married, too. and
here we arel II does. as you say,
Icem a great pity"
Sabre spoke very slowly. Most
'urious anger was about to burst
when there had suddenly come to II,
control the thought, "These two aren't
,etting at you for any love of Eng
and. for any patriotic reason. Their,
= another reason" He said very
llowly, 81 never told you. perhaps
ought to have told you at the time
hat was refused for the army som,
while ago"
Twyning spun around from tn
bookcase. Really? BY Jove. and yol
ook tit enough. too. old man. Fancl
Jolly sporting OF YOU. Fancy-Oh
say. old man. do let's have n lool
It your paper II you've got 1t OF
iou."
Sabre was at his door. what pa
per7"
''Your rejection papers. old man. Nv
lever seen one"
II haven't got one"
mot got one, You must have, oh
man."
"well. haven't. I was seen prl
vately. I'm rather friendly wit
them up at the barracks"
"Oh yes, OF course. Wonder the.
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