Where the Souls of Men are Calling
Where the Souls of Men are Calling
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etting ready to fight, Jeb. Are you thinking of going over to join the British or French?"
"Not for me," he laughed, disregarding, somewhat to her surprise, the subject of letters and answers. "They can peg along with their own scrap; I'm getting in shape for this country, if it becomes involved! You ought to see the hikes I take, Marian! Twelve miles in a forenoon--easy! And my shooting is really--look here!" He began fumbling in his pocket and brought out several paper targets which he unfolded and held before her. "What d'you think of that for three hundred yards!--five centers! Here's the four hundred!--look, Marian! Isn't it a peach? By Jove, if ever I get a crack at those Huns, there'll be a few less!"
From the targets, over which he was now bending in feverish interest, she glanced up at him without being observed, her face somewhat puzzled. She felt extremely gratified that Jeb had made these perfect scores, and her spirit thrilled with his martial fervor; but, on the other hand, he had
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