“'We are not pigs'—that was the message they sent back.
“Lest we forget that the spirit of man has been lifted up out of the mud and dust of the battle lines, out of the body tortured with pain and weariness and vermin, out of the close companionship of the dead into high association on the bloody altar of liberty and sacrifice.
“Lest we forget that the spirit of our own boys shall be thus lifted up, and our duty to put our house in order and make it a fit place for them to live in when they shall have returned to it from battle-fields swept, as a soldier has written, by the cleansing winds of God.”
CHAPTER II.—WHICH TEACHES THAT ONE SHOULD NEVER HITCH HIS CONSCIENCE TO
A POST AS IF IT WERE A NANNY-GOAT AND GO OFF AND LEAVE IT
Truth is a great teacher but she often quarrels with the cook,” said Mr. Potter, while looking at his watch.
He went to the telephone and called his home and presently began to address his wife as follows:
“Hello, Betsy! Say, don't expect me 'till I come. I'm in trouble. A feller came in here and started the war all over again and there's no tellin' when it'll end. I do not want an inconclusive peace.”