Judge — August 31, 1918 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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‘ier aS, Caer i t J t) REELS eo Sea bP % Saker ioe weet were oe what they can? Every one should help the cause. 1 think of going into active work.” “Red Cro: r something, I suppose.” Her patter didn’t particularly interest him. He was squeezing her hand, and his eyes sought hers. “Oh, no! Something original. An idea of my own. I've talked it over with Uncle Dilling—he’s a major, you know, engaged in recruiting. He says it’s a bit risky, but women are doing brave things Over There, and why shouldn’t we do brave things over here?” “Risky, you say? Do you mean dangerous?" The lieutenant now pressed her hand in solicitude. This girl was different—really a girl worth while. “Dangerous in a way, perhaps.” “Then why does your uncle encourage you in it?’ “He's wrapped up in recruiting. And he’s positively enthusiastic over my idea. As he says, some persons might be shocke but it isn’t wrong when you think of the cause. ‘The end justifies the means,’ he says. And a friend of mine, a noted _ psychologi says the plan is stroke of genius.” “Will you tell me about it? Or is it a secret?” He had deftly slipped an arm around her. She looked about and guided him to a seat removed from the clubhouse and quite shielded by shrub- They sat very ¢ to each other I'm almost afraid to tell you Drazen by Raven Barto bout it,” she went Tue on, “because you might not appreciate my motive. I shall Grocer (s always be guarded if you want against actual dan- ger, for my uncle will see to that.” She leaned upon him with the slightest pressure. It seemed involuntary. “But please tell me about it!” The lieutenant was intense. “TIvis this way—if I really decide to do it. Iam to attend rallies for recruits, and to seem but a spe or. You always see women at such gatherings. If I note a young man who would make a good soldier, and he should seem backward, I am to make his acquaint- ance— “You mean you will speak to him and urge him to enlis “Tam to speak tohim—yes. But not to urge him at first. Just make his acquaintance. That may lead to going to the theater with him, or going out to dinner, and——” “But that i “What?” she interrupted, drawing away slightly. What! Nine cen Spirit or THe Game here they “Patriotic work. I shall care nothing for him, but sub- tly work upon his feelings until he promises to enlist.”” “But suppose he falls. in love with you—and pro- poses?’ The lieutenant himself restored their close contact, and there was new pressure on her hand. “Oh, I might induce a dozen chaps to enlist without really coming to that point, don’t you think?” The lieutenant was silent for a moment. “Really, it’s a hazardous plan, you know!” Then he snatched a kiss. “You see? You're so very 7 “And you are very bold!" She moved away a bit, and rebuked him with her ey “But seriously, that is arisk tobe taken. My friend the psychologist says such a thing is possible. But he adds that I need never commit myself to anything sentimental whatever, and that in a very large majority of cases—leaving out entirely the hazards of the war—a young man thus led to en- list will fall in love with some French or English girl on the other side. And there’s the conscio ness of duty done.” “But—er—your plan is so unusual you know! So “Why, Lieuten- ant Belling! Surely you're not unpatri- otic!” “Tt isn’t that! | wish you'd give it up Vhy “I want you tc marry me!” Incapable of It “Phwat wuz Mrs O’Mally arrested fer?” “Shopliftin’, they ‘ till me.” eRe “Go way wid chur, a poor wake crachure like he: sell th four cents, madam News from Poetryville Maud Muller is a farmerette. Lars Porsena, of Clusium, has him a new car. Consult Horatius for good bridge work.—Advt. Annabelle Lee is summering by the seashore. The village blacksmith reports good business in automobile repair work. Young Lochinvar has the best trotting horse in these parts. Neighbor Poe has lost a Hen named Lenore Caution <frs. Talkalot—What I have just said is a great secret. It was told to me in the strictest confidence. I must caution you against repeating it. Mrs. Caustique—I shall endeavor to be just as cautious as you are. comicbooks.com