The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-04-18

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'cotiar's killed. BuIien's killed"
Endles~l Tho names struck sabre
like successive blows. We're they
never going 10 sndf
.Carmichacrs killed. Ny young
bro,hsrs--~ his voice cracked
Killed Skies 10 killed
"Slkcs killed And your
brother. :"
Hardness sald In Q very thin,
squeaking voice. Yes. the regiments
pretty we'll Tho rcgimsnt's--- lie
looked full at sabre and said in a
very loud. defiant voice, II bot they
were magniflcsnL ny God. bet you
they were ma gnificant. On. my Cod.
why the he'll wasn't I theref~ lie
turned abruptly and ~ont away,
walking rather fnnniiy.
This Mas the moment At which
sher. descended upon sabre. never
10 leave him whiie he remained not
IN IT," the appalling scnAe " op-
prrasion that the war exsrcissd upon
him. on his brain like weight. on
his heart like q pressing hand. Ito
thought u ot~ay's intsnss. cleaning
face. -Afy God. Sabre. you ought To
have seen the battalion on parade
this morning" lilo saw ot~ay's face
cold and stricken. lie thoaght Of
skies. on thu tabia Well I'm 70
ing to take nothing but socks I'm
going 20 stuff my pack absolutely
bung full OF Socks Ne a2w Skies
flung Like = dlsasod tasns In some
And stun events. stiri. and always.
now, disturbing thtnga
While h. stood there he We sud
denly aware Of Young Rod. Pole or
Perch. rather brcathIssKly como up.
4 say, Sabre. have you heard this
frightful news about the Pinksf--f
say, Sabre. want your help most
frightfully. I want you 10 talk TO
my mother. She Likes you She'll
listen TO you. I'm going 10 enlist.
I've been putting Il off day after
day. trying TO fin up things for my
mother and tying 10 persuade hsrl
but ! haven't done much and I alb
solufsiy can't walt any longer
sabre said, Good Lord. arc you.
Perchf Must your Your mother,
why. what on earth will abe do with
out your shs1l---
Young Perch WINGED painfully. II
know. I know. II pretty well kills
me TO think OF Il and I'm having the
most frightfui scenes with her. But
I've thought II all out. Sabre, and
know I'm doing the right thing.
I've looked after my mother all my
life. and a month aEo tho idea Of
leaving her even for couple Of
nights would have been unthtnkable.
But this 10 different. This iB--" lie
flushed awkwsrdiy--you can't talk
that sort Of patriotic stuff. you know,
but this Is. well this IL a chaps cour.
try, and I've figured II out it's got
TO come before my mother. It's got
to. She says II viii Kill her IL go.
| believe II viii. Sabre. And my God,
II IL does-but I can't help H.
know what's the night thing. III tell
you something else" His face. which
had been red and cloudy as with
tears. became dark and passionate
"I1l tell you something slaa- Peopis
are saying things about mo and "a
me because I'm young and unmar'
ried and haven't got wife To sup
port. Curse them. Sabro--what dc
they know about III Aren't their
wives young, strong, able TO take
care Of themaclves7 MY mother cam
come downstairs without mo and
can't let anyone else"
He rubbed a hand across his eyes
and broke off. Never mind about
that: ! know what I've got 10 do.
Look here, Sabre, tell you where
want your help, like anything. You
know lots OF people. ] don't. Well,
I want to get hold Of some nice girl
to live with my mother and take care
Of her In my place while I'm away.
A sort Of companion, aren't they
cailed7 Like that Bypass person up
at old Boom Bagshaw's, only much
nicer and younger and friendlier than
she Is. You see, know my mother.
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