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Excerpt from And This Is War
This little book must not go tremblingly forth voyaging to its unknown destination without grateful acknowledgment being made for the help of One who has ever stood by my side, who has witnessed the birth of these stray waifs one by one in my soul, whose timely suggestions and help have given them first aid when their feeble cries indicated that life in them was at low ebb, and who has furnished all the material for some of their stories.
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Excerpt from And This Is War
He was only eighteen, but his country needed him, and he had answered her call. It was the last day he was to have at home - the home of his childhood. On the morrow he was to leave for the army. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to revisit each dear spot on the old farm, to say good-bye to each, - for when would he see them again?
After dinner was eaten he silently rose from the table, took down his hat, and passed out of the house. Wistfully two pair of eyes followed his retreating figure - the eyes of the mother who bore him and of the father who begot him. The boy passed from sight. They glanced at each other, eyes moistened, throats suddenly became dry: the father went out in silence, but the mother sat still in the house, gazing awhile at the empty cup before her. Possibly she saw visions of vanished years. Possibly a curly-headed child figured in those visions.
The father looked anxiously in every direction, but the boy was not in sight.
He had climbed a distant hill whereon was an oak with limbs nearly sweeping the ground.
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Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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