Tonight she
said:
"Bab, suppose we have a little talk. I have been thinking
all day what I would do if you were a boy, and took it into that
Patriotic head of yours to enlist. I couldn't bear it, that's
all."
I was moved to tears by this afection on the part of my
dear Parent, but I remembered being Captain of the Corps, and so
did not weep. She then said that she would buy us an Emblem for
the Camp, and have a luncheon packed each day. She also ofered
me a wrist watch.
I cannot but think what changes War can make, bringing
people together because of worry and danger, and causing gifts,
such as flags and watches, and ofering to come out and see us in
a day or so.
It is now 9 P. M. and the mention of the flag has reminded
me that our own Emblem still fluters beneath the Starry Sky.
LATER: William is now in the Garage. I am watching from the
window of the sowing room.
The terrable thought comes--has he a wireless concealed
there, by which he sends out clandestine messages, perhaps to
Germany?
This I know. He cannot get into Henry's room, as the
padlock is now on.
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