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Ruth Macdonald drew up her little electric runabout sharply at the crossing, as the station gates suddenly clanged down in her way, and sat back with a look of annoyance on her face

Michael of the crossing was so overcareful so She was sure there was plenty of tilanced at her tiny wrist watch and frowned Why, it was fully five minutes before the train was due! What could Michaelso ilanced down the platform and was surprised to find a crowd There must be a special expected What was it? A convention of some sort? Or a picnic? It was late in the season for picnics, and not quite soon enough for a college football game Who were they, anyway? She looked them over and was astonished to find people of every class, the workers, the wealthy, the plain every-dayattitude and a strange seriousness upon them As she looked closer she saw tears on some faces and handkerchiefs everywhere in evidence Had so? Strange she had not heard!

Then the band suddenly burst out upon her with the fa, Into the land of our drea of feet not accustoht and began to watch, an unfaoing away! Of course! Why had she not thought of it at once She had read about their going and heard people mention it the last week, but it had not entered hts She had not realized that it would be a ceremony of public interest like this She had no friends whoin plenty of time and found the settled up ht of these draft ht of them at all, only when she saw mention of themen or farmers' boys ere reluctant to leave their homes and had to be forced into patriotism in this way It had not occurred to her that there werethemselves at the disposal of their country in her ti to feather a nice little nest for themselves