't wonder. Come out with me; I am going to
speak at a recruiting meeting."

Her first impulse was to refuse, for there were many things she wanted
to think out, but the habit of years was on her and she went.

The meeting was a great success. It was the first days of the war,
when enthusiasm seethed and the little town throbbed with excitement.
The news was coming through of the destruction and violation of
Belgium; the women wept and men's faces grew white with rage.

Dr. Winters's fine face was alight with enthusiasm as he spoke of the
debt that every man now owes to his country. Every man who is able to
hold a gun, he said, must come to the help of civilization against
barbarism. These dreadful outrages are happening thousands of miles
away, but that makes them none the less real. Humanity is being
attacked by a bully, a ruffian,--how can any man stay at home? Let no
consideration of family life keep you from doing your duty. Every
human being must give an account of himself to God. What did you do in
the great day of testing? will be the question asked you in that great
day of reckoning to which we are all coming.

When he was through speaking, amid the thunderous applause, five young
men walked down to the front and signified their intention of going.

"Why, that's Willie Shepherd, and he is his mother's only support,"
whispered one of the women; "I don't think he should go."

When they went home that night Mrs. Winters told the Doctor what she
had heard the women say, and even added her remonstrance too.

"This is no time for remonstrance," he had cried; "his mother will get
along; the Patriotic Fund will look after her. I tell you human
relationships are forgotten in this struggle! We must save our
country. One broken heart more or less cannot be taken into
consideration. Personal comfort must not be thought of. There is only
one limit to service and sacrifice, and that is capacity."

Every night after that he addressed meetings, and every night recruits
came to the colors. His speeches vibrated with the spirit of sacrifice
and the glory of service, and thrilled every heart that listened, and
no heart was more touched than that of his wife, who felt that no
future in the world would be so happy as to go and care for the
wounded men.

She made the suggestion one night, and was quite surprised to find
that the Doctor regarded it favorably. All that night she lay awake
from sheer joy: at last she was going