"Mr. and Mrs. Redding," Hal read from the pasteboards. "Shall you return their call, Mother?"
"I don't believe I shall. But you have something there to show me?"
"Yes; I met the postman on the street, and he handed me a letter—from the War Department."
"Your orders?"
"Yes, Mother."
"What regiment? Where are you to be stationed?" asked Mrs. Overton eagerly.
"Which question shall I answer first, Mother?" the Army boy queried, half-teasingly.
"Your station!"
"Where on earth is that?"