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She handed the proofs back to the mother, so like her son in her ample blandness, and wondered if Mrs Cameron would have a picture of her son in his unifore and lifelike as these were

She interrupted her thoughts to hear Mrs Wainwright's clarion voice lifted in parting from the door of the Club House on her way back to her car: "Well, good-bye, Ruth dear Don't hesitate to let e ones for your own 'specials,' you know I shan'tthe order a bit Harry said you were to have as many as you wanted I'll hold the proofs for a day or two and let you think it over"

Ruth lifted her eyes to see the gaze of every woman in the room upon her, and for aMaht Then the humorous side of the moment came to help her and her face blossomed into a smile as she jauntily replied: "Oh, no, please don't bother, Mrs Wainwright I' to paper the ith them I have other friends, you know I think your choice was the best of the within her soul she turned to help poor Dottie Wetherill as hopelesslyher heel

Dottie chattered on above the turmoil of her soul, and her words were as tiny April showers sizzling on a red hot cannon By and by she picked up Dottie's dropped stitches After all, what did such thingstheir lives!

"And Bob says he doubts if they ever get to France He says he thinks the ill be over before half the et trained He says, for his part, he'd like the trip over after the sub to tell about, don't you know? But Bob thinks the ill be over soon Don't you think so, Ruth?"

"I don't knohat I think," said Ruth exasperated at the little prattler It seeirl with brains--or hadn't she brains?--to chatter on interminably in that inane fashion about a matter of such awful portent And yet perhaps the child was only trying to cover up her fears, for she all too evidently worshipped her brother

Ruth was glad when at last the athered their belongings together and went hoer than the rest to put the work in order When they were all gone she drove around by the way of the post office and asked the old post master who had been there for twenty years and knew everybody, if he could tell her the address of the boys who had gone to ca He wrote it down and she tucked it in her blouse saying she thought the Red Cross would be sending thehtfully away to her beautiful sheltered hoht of war hardly dared to enter yet in any but a playful fored within the heart of Ruth Macdonald and she looked about on all the fa here in all this luxury while over there ht live?