Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 191, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 August 1918 — STREET TALK [ARTICLE]

STREET TALK

By LAURA E. RICHARDS

of the Vigilantes. “Oh! isn’t It dreadful?" "the neighbor said; "Isn’t it dreadful?” said she; “To send your boy to be murdered there, Away across the sea! The boy you bore and the boy you nursed, In travail and pride and pain, the heart of you and the eyes of you. To be foully smitten and slain!” “Now hold your peace" said the Wat Mother; (And the sound of the guns in her ear!; “If these are the words- for you to speak. They are not for me to. hear. The half of my heart Is with my son, But the half that here must stay, It beats as high and it beats as proud As his own brave heart today. "Now hold your peace!” said the Wai Mother. (And the sound of the guns to her heart!) "My son and I stand side by side, However the seas may part. It’s he with the sword and I with th< word; God give us both to thrive! Come Me, come death, to our last b_.ea.th God grant us so to strivat”