The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1922-06-29

THE BiENVtL
lose any time answering tins one. ANY.
how, I'm going to write to you again
every few days If get the chance, be.
cause maybe you'll answer more than
one of EN-.
But see here, cut out that sent you
to be killed stuff. You've got the
wrong idea altogether. We've got the
big job Of our lives, we know that. but
we're going to do it. ThereIl be mis-.
takes and bad times, but we won't fall
down. Now, You'll excuse me for say
ing it this way, Dora, but don't know
just how to express myself except
saying of course We know everybody
isn't going to get back h0me--but lis
ten, we didn't come over here to get
killed particularly, we came over to
give these DutChmen H.!
''PerhapS you can excuse language if
| write it with blank like that. hut
before We get back we're going to Go
what we came for. They may not all
Of them be as bad as some Of them
It's a good thing you don't know what
We do, because some of it would make
you sick. AS say, there may be quite
lot of good ones among them; but
we know what they've done to this
country, and we know what they mean
to do to ours. So we're going to at
tend to them. OF course that's why
I'm here. 1t wasn't you.
Don't forget to write pretty soon,
Dora. You say in your letter. Ger
tainly was glad to get that letter.
well, you say have things to do more
important than girls Dora. | think
you probably know without my saying
80 that of course while | have got i'm
portant things to do, just as every
man over here has, and everybody at
home, for that matter, well, the thing
that is most important in the world to
me, next to helping win this war, it's
reading the next letter from you.
Don't forget how glad I'll be to get
1t, and don't forget you didn't have
anything to do with my being over
here. That vast was something
else. And you bet, whatever happens
I'm glad | came! Don't ever forget
that"
Dora knew it was Something else"
Her memory went back to her first rec
objection of him in school: from that
time on he had been just an ordinary,
everyday boy, toundering somehow
through his lessons in school and
through his Sweethearting with Milla,
as the millions of other boys houn-
dered along with their own lessons
and their own NllaS. She saw him
swinging his books and romping home
ward from the schoolhOuae, or going
whistling by her fathers front yard,
rafting a stick Cd the fence as he
went, care-free and masterful, but shy
as a deer If strangers looked at him,
and always mot much Of talker."
She had always felt so superior to
him; she shuddered as she thought Of
it. His quiet had been so much better
| than her talk. His intelligence was
proven now, when it came to the great
test, to he Of q stronger sort than hers.
He was wise and good and gentle
and a fighting man. 1--WE know what
they've done to this country and what
they mean to do to ours. SO we're
going to attend to them" She read
this over, and she knew that Ramsey,
wise and gentle and good. would fight
like an unclaimed devil, and that he
and his comrades would indeed and
indeed do what they "came for
1T wasn't you,' he said. She nod
ded gently, agreeing, and knew what
1t was that sent him. Yet Ramsey
had his own secret here, and did not
tell it. Sometimes there rose, faint In
his memory, a whimsical picture, yet
one that had always meant much to
him. He would see an old man sitting
with little boy upon rustic bench
! under a walnut tree to watch the Dec
Grafton Day Parade 60 by-and Ram.
sey would see a shoot of sunshine that
had somehow got through the walnut
tree and make bedaZZlement Of
glinting fine lines over a spot about
the size of saucer, upon the old
mans thick white hair. And in Ram.
sey's memory, the little boy, sitting
beside the veteran, would half close
is'eyes, drowsily, playing that this
sunshine spot was white bird's-nest,
until he had a momentary dream Of a
glittering little bird that dwelt there
and wore a blue soldier cap on It's
head. And Ramsey would bring out Of
his memory thoughts that the old man
had got into the childs head that day.
I'VE knew that armies fighting for the
| Freedom of Man had to win, in the
long run. E. We were on the side OF
Gods Plan. Long ago we began
to see hints of His Plan. Man