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CHAPTER V Madame Fabre-Lusignan be comes indignant when her old but ler, Rudolph, showers hot coffee over her bed. Rudolph explains his clumsiness by pointing to a picture in. the paper showing a small pretty girl and two little ones over the caption; “The Prin cess Meridel of Gratzen and her cousins arrive in Quebec to seek refuge with rich uncle in Cana da.’’ Rudolph admits he is the “rich uncle,” and explains that at Gratzen he was the Baron Rudi de Morpin. Madame insists that he stay on at the Chateau Philibert as the Baron Morpin, and that he bring the Princess and her cousins as his guests. The Princess and the children arrive and Madame takes over as housekeeper of the Chateau. Roger Fabre of the Ca nadian Air Force, and Madame’* nephew, meets Princess Meridel. It was love at first sight with the young hero. They soon- met old countrymen of the Princess and with the cooperation of Madame Fabre-Lusignan decided to open the Chateau Philibert to unfortu nate children of war-torn Europe. "And I shall leave you, too, Baron, and you, M. Goujon; to talk of old times.” Madame trou bled very little about her role of housekeeper. “I shall send a bot tle of wine out to you—old times are better talked about over a glass of Burgundy.” She smiled at Jules Goujon and went sedately up the white stone steps. She could hear the voices of the little ones, far off, their shouts, their laughter — lovely sounds. The sun was warm on her back as she entered the great hall •ribe jangled her bunch of keys and said to Gesner, the new butler —“A bottle of Chambertin for the terrace. Tea for the four children and myself in half an hour.” “Yes, madame. Is there any thing else, madame?” “Nothing else now.” And there was nothing else. Life today was very good, very full. Old Mimi Fabre sang softly as she went up stairs to her room. ‘So like a play, ' she mused, “so like many in which I have taken part. And what strange contretempts. what beauties, what griefs, what com plications yet await us—’’ Ah, if madame could have sat beside Mephisto Follet as he rode in his rich limousine down the mountain—and read what went on in his dark mind, she would have realized that she had never played in any piece so starkly, terribly real as this; if she could have been transported to far-off Eng land and there stationed on a blitzed quay to watch the embar kation of a group of prisoners, former members of the Luftwaffe, to see one tall youth among them —ah, then she would have known that here was no gay light come dy, no Chocolate Soldier or pretty pastime cut from cardboard! But she could see none of these things. She went to her room and sat in her big chair and dreamed happily over a cigarette until she heard the light voices, the muf fled laughter of the little ones in the hall. They came into madame’s sit ting room quietly, the young Gou jons seeming all eyes. Magda’s tiny hand smoothed caressingly the rose brocade of the chair on which the old lady seated her. Pol Martin and Emil, manlike, clung close together %nd found security in the deep cushions of the bay window. Rosine sat down primly on (he hassock at madame’s knee and gazed up into the wrinkled brown face, into the glowing eyes that beamed happily upon them "Ah,.we shall have a gay party, my little ones! Never before hav« 1 entertained such lovely and ap preciative guests, and I have nev er before been so honored. Yo are the royalty of the earth to day, little men and little women Did .you have a good game on the “We taught Emil and Magda how to play Bonhomme Fricot,” said Pol Martin. “He did not want to play being the soldier who came down out of the sky in his parachute and marched up to Bonhomme Fricot’s door and killed him.” “It was not good,” said Emil. “But since this was only make* believe I did not mind after a while. But I would not like to shoot an old man.” “Eh, well,'’ said madame, “we shall soon find more- cheerful games for you to play. We shall have a great many other children here as your companions, and we’ll find amusements that will help you, when you grow up, to be strong men and good women.” Gesner, the new butler, aided by Corinne, came into the room push ing a tea wagon whose little wheels were surely built of the best oak, such a mighty load of good things did they have to bear—ice cream of red, green and orange colors, brighter than any rainbow; eclairs and pates and 1 tall glasses of lemonade and fruit salads that looked like a picture and bonbons and meringues glacea and a dozen other trifles of which the old lady was as fond as any child could be. “Oh!” said the little Goujons, their eyes growing even wider, their hands moving involuntarily, and Pol Martin’s eyes sparkled. #Only Rosine, who had stood up to let Gesner move her cushion, made no sound, gave no sign of rapture. She stood close to ma dame’s tall dresser and she waa staring up at the picture partly pushed aside and almost hidden by mademe’s black lace reticule— a photograph of a laughing fellow framed in chrome. And Rosine's eyes held shock and wonderment and terror and her lips opened as if she would cry out. “You are not ill, child?" Ma dame had noticed how much slow er than the others Rosine was emptying her plate. “Ah, per haps you do not like my party?” “Oh, but I do, Madame Laurin. I do indeed. I love this party. It is only that I do not—that I was thinking—’’ “Now, child, you must not think when all this good food is before you. Eat up now. After ward you can think all you want to. There is nothing, bothering you?" "No—no, madame. It is nothing —nothing at all." Roger and Meridel came then and Rosine ran to her cousin and clung to her and hid her face a gainst the pink jersey. “Ah, you have eaten too much, Rosine. You have the sty machache. It is no wonder.” “No, no, Meridel. I have not eaten too much. I am not ill. I could not eat. There is—"she stopped and looked about her. Mendel's hand smoothed her hair. “I am sure it is nothing. Come! You will sit with Roger and me and see that we do not eat too much. Madame Laurin, you will spoil them with so many good things.” Madame, her mouth full of ec lair, looked sharply at Rosine. “You look as if you had seen a ghost here. Have some ice cream now—some green ice cream. I’m sure that is the kind you like.’’ ■ “If you please, madame. I am sorry, madame. I do like your party. It is all so lovely.” “I shall always remember it,” said Pol Martin sturdily, and the little Goujons nodded their heads, which was about all they were able io do, having stowed away a truly marvelous amount of food. Madame, Meridel and Rudolph sat for a while on the porch. Pol Martin and Rosine slipped up the stairs, hand in hand, to the wing of the house where madame had her rooms. The door was ajar. “I do not like to go in, Rosine. Suppose Madame Laurin or Un cle Rudi or Meridel were to find us—what would they think? And what should we say to them?” “I do not know. But you must come, Pol Martin. You must see it. Maybe I am wrong. But you must see this picture.” “But of whom is it a picture? Someone, you say, whom I am supposed to know. But who could that be? I know so few in this country.” “You must see it. On the dress er, in a bright frame. You will know—” “Come then! Quickly! But I wish I did not have to know.” They went into the room where a short while ago all had been so gay, so bright, so merry. It seemed empty now, haunted by shadows, by some sinister pre sence. The black reticule still lay >n the dresser where madame had left it. Rosine, by standing on tiptoe, could move it a little and straighten the picture. The light was dimmer now. But there in its oright metal frame was the hand some smiling face, its eyes fixed ipon them. Pol Martin gazed at it and slow ly liis lips parted. His fingers tightened on hers. He stared long • He could not seem to tear his ey es from that thin, smiling face. “Pol. Tell me, Pol.” Rosine’s voice was urgent. res—yesi ne wmspered. “1 ./ould know him anywhere. I could never forget. It was thus he smiled the day he ran from Bon Homme’s cottage. He wore the uniform of one of the Luftwaffe then. But it is he.” “Yes. I know. I saw it before the party started. I coull not eat for thinking of it. I could feel him smiling there behind me. But what could his picture be doing here? Who can he be?” “I do not know. We shall ask Corinne or Gesner. We shall not speak.” “No, we must not speak. These are good people, all of them. They do not know that the devil is amongst them.” “But Roger promised to kill this one—and Roger is strong. He wears a cross the King gave him for being brave. Yes, Roger will kill this one surely.” And they stole away, out of that room, away from the picture of Michel Fabre that smiled at them in the twilight. It_ was the day following the coming of the little English eva cuees who were to find a home at Philibert. Meridel knocked at ma dame’s door to show the old lady a letter Rudolph had received from the bureau in charge of the little guests. Meridel entered when malame’s rich voice called “En trez!” from the inner room. “I shall be out in a minute— ah, it is you, Meridel.” The door to her bedroom was open. “Make yourself comfortable, child.” Meridel did not hear. The room became space and the moment eternity. Rapt, heartstill, she star ed at the picture of Michel Fabre and slowly walked toward it as if drawn to it by some mighty, in i visible threat. She had forgot ten everything in the wonder of ) finding him again. She reached ; out and touched the photograph. She picked it up and looked at it, studying every lineament of the fine young face, realizing how true, how minutely perfect, had been her mind'st image—the thick brows, the cleft chin, the strong wide mouth, the broad forehead and aquiline nose. “Well!” Madame had been standing be side her for moments, watching her, the glad look in her eyes, the way her young breast rose and fell. And madame was old and wise as the world and she had known love and thus recognized instantly what she saw in Meri dei’s face. “I—I am sorry, madame. I for got myself. This man—may I ask —who is he?” “An insolent, defiant, ungrate ful young scamp,” said madame, smiling fondly at the picture. ‘He is Roger s brother, my nephew, Michel Fabre. We call him Mike.” “Roger’s brother—Michel—” “Do you know him, Princess?” Meridel nodded. Slowly she put the picture back in its place. “I met him once in Gratzen, shortly before the war broke out.’’ “And he made love to you, I’ll wager.” Meridel looked gravely into the bright black eyes, and for a mo ment did not speak. Then she said, ‘‘Not—not as one expects love to be made—” Madame chuckled. “‘Ah, I know. It was in the way he look ed at you, in the way he said things more than in what he said; in the way he held that proud red head of his and the way his eyes danced. Is it not so?” “Yes—yes, it is so.” “That was Michel.” “Did he—make love to many?” “I think not. But many loved him. He didn’t care. He always wanted to be free—free of his teachers, of those who would in terfere with his life—yes, even of me. See here—what he wrote on the back of this picture.” Madame Mimi took the photo from its frame and showed the boldly scrambled lines to Meridel, who shaped the words with her lips— “A better friend than love have they For none to mar or mend, That have themselves to friend.’' “I don’t know that any love could hold him,” continued ma dame. “What was he doing’ when you saw him?” (TO BE CONTINUED) Inch ^bmmm T KfcV. KUDUU tl NMtW f The Prie»t in '"ie Life of Iiraei. Lesion for August 13: I Samuel 1:1-4:18. Golden Text: Hebrews 5:1. Eli was probably the first pries', of the line of Ithamar, younger son of Aaron. He was also a judge. The lesson tells of his clos ing years and tragic death. The tabernacle, moved from Gil gal to Shiloh, was the worship center of Israel. But the impiou3 sons of Eli profaned the sanctu ary by their greed and lust and so dishonored the holy place that, after Eli s death, Shiloh ceased to be the chief place of worship. But from Shiloh came the first great prophet, founder of the mos archy and maker of kings. Given to Hannah in answq^ to prayer, delicated to God in infancy, Sam uel was quite unlike the wicked sons of Eli who had also grown up at the tabernacle. Dissimilar parents may account for the dif ference. Eli evidently failed to control his sons in their forma tive years; Hannah was a remark able mother. Retribution came quickly upon the wicked sons. In a great battle the host of Israel was routed, Hophni and Phinehas were slain, and the ark was taken by the Philistines. Tlvaugh a foolish fa ther, Eli—93 and blind—in his last moments '.bowed that, he >oved the things of God and felt deeply the responsibilities of his sacred of fice. He bore tidings of Israel’s defeat and of the death of his sons but at news 0f the ark’s be ing taken he fell backward and broke his neck. The wife of Phin ehas. hearing the tidings, named her newborn son Ichabod, saying, “The glory is departed from Is rael, for the ark of God is taken.” I ieve '^ai^ESTION —rnsv^pj u«M«u fell* nm +*& to m and cm .XT" >to* UM ItMM# SflSSaHfi?S«i BUY BONDS NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL ESTATE FOR DELINQUENT TAX OF CHERRYVILLE TOWNSHIP In pursuance of an order by the. Board of Commis sioners of Gaston County, and required by law, the un dersigned Tax Collector will sell fpr Cash to the highest bidder at the Court House door in Gastonia, N. C., on MONDAY; SEPTEMBER 4, 1944 beginning at the hour of 10 A. M., the following describ ed real estate on which county taxes for the fear 1943 remain due and unpaid. The amounts given in these lists do not include costs and advertising, which vFill be added' to each item at the time of settlement. 1 J. C. JENKINS, Tax Collector Abernathy, John A.—Lincolnton, N. C., R-4—-Vacant Lot North Elm St., Cherryville Nat’l. Bank prop. $ 6.64 Alexander, Marry Eat.—Lincolnton, N. C„ R-4—6 acres Ju lias Alexander Land . 1.36 Anthony, J. W.—Crouse, N. C.f R-l—22 1-2 acres ad j. W. B. and Frank Delpfeer ... 10.34 Beam, M. C.—Cherryville, N. C.—Vacant lot 80 x 118 East Church St.—$9.18—Terracing— -$36.22—Total . 41.40 Beam, Mrs. P. C.—Cherryville, N. C.—House C Lot Corner Church A Elm St., Gubdo Bldg, on Ry. Track 82.33 Beam, Yates—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot 26 x 76 ft. N. Mtn. St., West side . 7.21 Black, Joe Est.—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot Bates Ave. 100 x 162 ft., adj. E. D. Stroup. Lot 40 x 90 ft. E. Main St., North side . 6.70 Black, Prue, Cone, Edna—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—24 acres adj. Alf Black A R. Simpson . 6.42 L. C. & Minnie Buchannan—Cherryville, N. C.—46 acres adj. E. S. Fletcher A A. C. Watts . 2.81 Carpenter, G. S.—Lincolnton, N. C.—8 acres,. Landers Chap el—H. School Rd. 1.68 Costner, O. A.—Lincolnton, N. C.—1 Servioe Station N. Mtn. St. (P. C. Beam Lot) . 19.74 Costner, Will—Bessemer City, N. C., R-2—29 acres (A. E. Moore Land) adj. Miies Best . 8.06 Dellinger, Mrs. Fannie—Cherryville, N. C.—70 1-2 acres adj. Mrs. W. R. Carroll A J. T. Carpenter .. 23.18 Dellinger, Floyd T.—Cherryville, N. C., R-l—161 1-2 Jno. Beamguard land, adj. Lee Dellinger—Terracing 46.4? Dellinger, Mae—Cherryville, N. C.—3 1-4 acres land, Cher ryville-Waco Rd. 4 4.20 Dellinger, Webb—Cherryville, N. C.—4.57 acres, Cherry ville-Lincolnton Rd., H. Lee Dellinger land 6.89 <evine, H. B.—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot Ben Black and, East Church St., Blk. 2 22 Dougan, Ira—Bessemer City, N. C., R-2—4 acres Track 3 Dougan land 1.18 Heafner, H. Lee—Cherryville, N. C.—32 1-2 acres land Jno. Hoffman, R. B. —Lincolnton, N. C., R-4—69 1-2 acres adj. D. S. Mauney-r-73 acres North of River adj. Fisher Hoffman 24.63 Houser, A. L.—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot 62 x 100 E. Main St., South Side adj. Goldiner . 4.43 Carl J. A Bryte Houser—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—66 acres Flint Hill Rd. adj. Jno. White—12 1-2 acres Flint Hill Rd., Barber White land 86.63 Houser, Madge White—Dallas, N. C.—House A lot adj. Logan Property—Balance .-. 4.16 Houser, W. Henkle—Crouse, N. C.—169 acres, Beaver Dam Creek, adj. S. C. Carpenter—43 3-8 acres, Adj. R. G. Cherry—48.97—Terracing—$68.26—Total . 117.22 Hoover, Mrs. Ann—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—24 22-100 acres, adj. E. H. Biggerstaff A Wiley Farris 3,87 Jarrett, G. T.—Cherryville, N. C.—12 lots Nos. 86, 91, A 114, 118 (C. A. Mauney Prop.- . 2.68 Walter C. Jones—Lincolnton, N. C., R-2—24.22 acres, Long Creek Gold Mine Rd. (L. B. Jones land) 8,0J Kiser, Lucy Ann—Bessemer City, N: C., R-l—67 3-4 acres adj. W. L. Kinley A Noah Rayfield 8.09 Kiser, Roy—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—9 acres—Lot 2 (Phillip Kiser Land) . 2.27 Land, R. P.—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—29 1-2 acres adj. E. H. Biggerstaff A Larkin Paysour—Terracing 13.65 London, Perry A Eunice—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House A lot Old Post Road, adj. Fannie Farris 8.93 Mauney, Clyde Est.—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—11 1-2 acres, Grant Mauney Land 2.87 Mosteller, Thomas J.—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot West Second St., Lot North Mtn. St. 4.33 j McGinnas, J. M.—Kings Mtn., N. C.—Lot East Main St. adj. M. A. A Steve Stroup 6.30 1 McGinnas, J. W.—Charlotte, N. C.—Lot Elm St., East side Lot between First A Second St. . 3.36 Neill, J. N.—Cherryville, N. C.—House A lot Carroll St. North Side ..... 9.09 Rhyne, Sam J.—Bessemer City, N. C., R-2—60 1-2 acres g Bessemer R„ adj. Mrs. J. C. McGinnas 17.76 Est. W. W. Rucker—o|o E. B. Callis—Bessemer City, N. C. 66 1-2 acres Bessemer-High Shoals Rd. . 14.13 Rutter, Harry—Gastonia, N. C.—Lots 8, 9, 10—East Main St., South Side . 6.44 Seism, Earl—Cherryville, N. C.—3 Lots, Nos. 97, 98, part of 99—Ballard St. 2.80 R. O. A Ida Stacy—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—14 1-7 acres Stroup-Kiser Mill Rd. (G. H. Black landf 7.70 Starr, Mrs. Lizzie—Gastonia, N. C., R-l—9 acres (Phillip Kiser land, adj. F. S. Hager,) . 2.27 A. B. Stroup—Waco, N. C.—House A lot Cherryville-Waco Rd., adj. P. K. Chapman—12 acres Falht«* Rd. (Adam Stroup property . 24.91 C. P. Stroup Est.—Crossnore, N. C.—House A lot N. Mul berry St., adj. M. A. Sisk 21.42 Stroup, Lee A Rush—Huntersville, N. C.—Lot N. Elm St., adj. Dora Mill. Lot N. Elm St., adj. A. C. Warliok 12.48 Tritt, Mrs. Alice—636 Ave. C. N. E. Winter Haven Fla.— 12 1-2 acres land—Sid Tritt land adj. D. J. Mauney 7.81 Walters, H. B.—Kannapolis, N. C., Box 323—12|20. 100|101 Inc., H. Lee Dellinger Land 6.04 Whitesides, Mrs. Lola—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—4 acres Long Creek Gold Mine, Dougan land 1.18 Williams, Ralph and Carrie—Cherryville, N. C.—House and lot, South Mtn. St. . .. 9.04 Wright, Joe W.—Asheville, N. C.—Lot S. Mtn. St., 82 x 166 ft. West side. 66 acres, Dallas-Cherryville Rd., adj. Fox Paysour—60 acres Sunnyside-Long Creek Rd. Ramseur Mill land ....J..... 87.81 CORPORATIONS Bessemer City Bank—Bessemer City, N. C.—Lots Nos. 49, $1, 63, Cherryville M&. Co., prop... 2.62 Indian Creek Lumber Co., Vale N. C.—Lot Cherryville-L'al las Rd., adj. J. Frank Beam . .34 Liquidating Trustees, Cherryville National Bank—Cherry ville, N. C.—Lot West Church St., South (Side, adj. E. L. Carpenter ... . . 6.92 State Capital Life Ins. Co.—Raleigh, N. C., Box 751—28 acres J. C. Ballard Land 10.00 Sterling Brick Co., Cherryville, N. C.—Lots Nos. 165, 162 C. A. Mauney property ....- .61 Sunnyside Gin Co.—Bessemer-City, N. C., R-l—Lot & Gin Bldgs. Adj. S. L. Kiser . 10.71 COLORED Walker and Blanche Anderson—Cherryville, N. C.—House & lot South Mtn. St., East side 8.57 Hunter & Emma Bess—Cherryville, N. C'., R-2—House & lot (Torn Bess place) Bessemer Rd. . 8.19 Tony Mae Benson—Cherryville, N. C, R-2—Lots 4, 5, 6, 7, C. A. Mauney, property ,68 Waldo Clark—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—Lots 1, 2, 3—C. A. Mauney property .42 Est. Tom G. Dixon—Cherryville, N. C.—House & lot adj. R. L. Young—3 lots C. A. Mauney property 6.71 W. H. Green—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot 153 x 66, 198 x 226 Pink St., & Highway 6.46 Emma Hallman—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l — 34 acres adj. C . A. Stroup and Rachel Eaker 8.24 Thomas Hovis—Cherryville, N. C., R-l—10 acres Mitr Ho vis land . 6.04 Maude Jackson—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot adj. Will Jackson & Robert Young 1,68 Ralph Jackson—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot adj. M. H. Rudisill ..... 2.88 John Patterson—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & Lot adj. John File 6.38 M. L. & Laura Patterson—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot adj. Will Quiekel 4.41 M. H. Rudisill—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & Lot adj. Kendrick Bros. 7.8* Pearl Saunders—Cherryville, N. C.—House & lot, Cherry ville-Bessemer City Rd. 8.74 Floyd Schenck—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot adj. Lum Patterson & Ed Williams . 6.25 Laura Summitt—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot adj. Cherryville Mfg. Co. .. ............. 4.74 Herbert Wells—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot Mul berry St., East side—Lot 47 1-2 x 198 ft. adj. Colored Church . g j| Robert W. Young—Cherryville, N. C., R-2—House & lot adj. Cora Borders . 7.68 DISCOVERIES Annie Bell Kiser—Bessemer-City, N. C., R-l—10 acres Bes semer-City Rd., adj. T. S. Royster—19 1-2 acres (Peter Neill land) adj. Walden Weaver . 64.82 Dewey L. Kiser—Bessemer City, N. C., R-l—10 acres Cher ryville-Bessemer City Rd., adj. Myrtle Robinson 9.02 Latta P. Mosteller—Cherryville, N. C.—House & lot N. Mul berry St., adj. A. W. Howell . 17.73 G. L. & J. L. Brown—Cherryville, N. C.—Part Lots 9, 10, 1—42 1-2 x 87 ft. West Main St., South Side 10.08 G. L. Brown & Sam Neill—Cherryville, N. C.—Lot Ballard St., adj. Jno. J. George property . .68 J. M. Alexander—Lincolnton, N. C.. R-4—8 acres, lot No. 1 Julia Alexander land 135 TODAY tad TOMORROW Bj DON ROBINSON REUNION normalcy Ask any American soldier in It aly, France or the Pacific what he wants most and the almost un animous answer will be, “To go home.” There is no doubt that home and all that goes with it— seeing his best girl, having a joy ful reunion with his folks, putting on a suit of civilian clothes, and returning to his normal way of liv ing, is the day and night dream of practically every man in uni And among the 10,000,000 fam ilies and 10,000,000 best girls in this country there is an equally fervent longing for that day of days when Johnny comes march ing over the doorstep on furlough for the rest of his life. From a purely emotional stand point there will probably be nc day like it in history. In the years of absence both the boys and the parents have forgotten any dis discord that existed between them, have forgotten the disappoint ments they caused one anothei and have built a mental picture of postwar family harmony whit I exists mostly in story books. HOME itrangenen But that historic day of home coming will be a completely joy ous occasion. Nothing will be per mitted, during those first few hours together, to cloud the pray er-coine true fact that they are all together again. But what about the second day, or week, or month after the big celebration is over—the day when the first excitement has died down and Johnny is ready to enter into normal living? • Time magazine, in a current advertisement, includes a picture which should be concern of ev ery American from now on. The picture shows a recently returned soldier stretched out in an easy chair in his family living room. On his face is a puzzled, troubled, uneasy expression. His parents, in the background, are looking equally disturbed. Alongside of the soldier hangs a framed, sam pler-type message reading, “Home Strange Home.” The personal adjustmenet pro blems of many a homecoming sol dier will It difficult—will require great patience and understanding. But even more difficult will be the adjustment to “home” in its lar ger sense—to the soldier's home country, the country for which he h fought and which he has told the world is the best country on earth. JOBS . bitterness Will that home country let him down? When he goes to look for a job at home so he can marry that girl who has been waiting too long already, will he be told, “We’re sorry, but there’s a depres sion on, you know?” Or if he gets a job, after having had excellent | training and being given plenty of authority in the army and navy, will he be forced to start at the bottom all over again? Will he fine that the men who stayed home earning good money while he was busy fighting for his life and tneir lives have won an advan tage? Will he get the feeling that be is a drug on the employment market? Oi is there some way ne can be made to feel that he. is wanted, that his talents and his ambition and h,s fighting spirit are vital to his nation’s welfare? It seems to me that all this has a tremendous lot to do with the future of our country. If the re turning soldiers are welcomed in to their nome country with goor; jobs, pros) erity and opportunity our system oi free enterprise can expand to its full capacity. But if they me greeted with turn downs, discouragement and uu kepi promises they are apt to take things .nto their own hands ana re-make America. And we can t otter much hope for any form of government or any economic s>a tem which is constructed out of bitterness or out of desperation. 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