The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1922-05-25

we w. DecuuSe SOnIe OF IL WOuIQ make
you sick. As ! say, there may be quite
a 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, I think
you probably know without my saying
20 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 Ii 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 III be to get
II, and don't forget you didn't have
anything to do with my being over
here. That way--it Was something
else. And You bet. whatever happens
I'm glad I came! Don't ever forget
that"
4 Dora knew It vas something else."
Her memory went back to her Arst rec
election Of him In school: from that
time on he had been just IN ordinary.
everyday boy. houndering 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 Millas. She saw him
swinging his books and romping home
ward from the schoolhouse, or going
whistling BY her fathers front yard,
rafting 4 stick on the fence AZ he
went, care-free and masterful, but shy
~ Z deer II strangers looked at him,
and always mot much Of a talker."
She had always felt 20 superior to
him: she shuddered 40 she thought Of
It. His quiet had been 10 much better
than her talk. His intelligence was
proven now, when It came TO the great
test, to be Of a stronger sort than hers.
He was wise and good and gentle
and a fighting man! I'VE 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
It was that sent him. Yet Ramsey
had his own secret here, and did not
tell 1t. 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 a little boy upon rustic bench
under walnut tree to watch the Dec
Grafton Day Parade" go 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 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
his 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 its
head. And Ramsey would bring out of
his memory thoughts that the old man
had got into the child's head that day.
1--WE knew that armies fighting for the
Freedom of Man had to win, In the
long run. ;. We were on the side OF
Gods Plan. Long ago we began
to see hints Of His Plan. Man