From a Bench in Our Square, page 99 by Samuel Hopkins Adams
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et himself made a captain by pull, or a major by luck, or a colonel by desk-work, or a general by having a fine martial figure, but to get yourself made a sergeant, by Gosh, you've got to show the stuff. You've got to be a man. You've got to have--"
"Are you going to tell her?" interrupted the Bonnie Lassie who had been sent for to share the news.
The Little Red Doctor fell suddenly grave. "She's another matter," he said. "I don't think I shall."
Matters were going forward with Mayme--beg her pardon, Mary McCartney, too.
"Better and more of it," she wrote the Bonnie Lassie. "They rang me in on one of their local Red Cross shows to do a monologue. Was I a hit? Say, I got more flowers than a hearse! You've got to remember, though, that they deliver flowers by the car-load out here. And the local stock company has made me an offer. Ingenue parts. There is not the money that I might get in the pictures, but the chance is better. So Marie Courtenay moves on to the legit.--I mean the spoken drama. Look out for me on Broadway later!"
In the correspondence from Sergeant Berthelin there came a long hiatus followed by a curt bit of official information: "Seriously wounded." The Little Red Doctor brought the news to me, with a queer expression on his face.
"It doesn't look good, Dominie," he said. "You know, my old friend, Death, is a shrewd picker. He's got an eye for men." He mused, rubbing his tousled, brickish locks with a nervous hand. "I was getting to kind of like that young pup," he muttered moodily.
The saying that no news is good news was surely concocted by some one who never chafed through day after lengthening day for that which does not come. But in the end it did come, in the form of a scrawl from the Weeping Scion himself. He was mending, but very slowly, and they said it would be a long time--months, perhaps--before he could get back to the front. Meantime, they were still picking odds and ends, chiefly metallic, out of various parts of his