“Nothing.”

“But, doctor, don’t you think I’m a bit crazy?”

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She—“Yes, sir, I believe that woman’s place in this war is right beside the men on the battle line.”

He—“And suppose a commander sent a party of six men and six women out in the woods to see if the enemy were in sight, would you call that war? That would be a picnic!”

HER MEASURE OF SUCCESS

He—“And how are you getting on with your collecting for the soldiers?”

She—“Splendidly! I’ve had my name in the papers four times already.”

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