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On a wild night in January Sara Lee inaugurated a new branch of service

There had been a delay in sending up to the Front the men who had been

on rest, and an incessant bombardment held the troops prisoners in their

trenches

A field kitchen had been destroyed The h They needed her, she felt Even the little she could do

would help All day she hadMarie led from

its dilapidated stable the little horse that Henri had once brought up,

trundling its cart behind it The boiler of the cart was scoured, a

fire lighted in the fire box Marie, a country girl, harnessed the

shaggy little animal, but with tears of terror

"You will be killed, one before Don't you relish, and horote a letter for him before he died?"

"What will become of the house if you are killed?"

"Dear Marie," said Sara Lee, "that is all arranged for You will send

to Poperinghe for your aunt, and she will coland And you will stay on Will you

promise that?"

Marie promised in a loud wail

"Of course I shall co her soup

preparatory to pouring it out "I shall be very careful"