ine and clean body of men in our Canadian army."

"Right you are! Of course, it is only a small percentage, a very small
percentage--a much smaller percentage than in our civilian population
at home. But small as it is, it is just that much too many. Hell and
blazes! These men are soldiers. They have left their homes, and their
folks, to fight. Their people--their people are the best in our land.
There's that young Pentland. A finer young chap never threw a leg over
a broncho. He's in that tent hospital to-night. I know his mother. Three
sons she has given. Oh, damn it all," the doctor's voice broke at this
point. "I can't speak quietly. Their mothers have given them up, to
death, if need be, but not to this rotten, damnable disease. Look here,
Pilot!" The doctor pointed a shaking and accusing finger at Barry. "You
have often spoken against this thing, but next time you break loose,
give them merry hell over it. You can't make it too hot."

Long Barry sat silent overborne by the fury of the doctor's passionate
indictment.

"Cheer up, old chap!" said the doctor, when his wrath had somewhat
subsided. "We'll lick the Kaiser and beat the devil yet."

"But, doctor, what can I do?" implored Barry. "That's part of my job,
surely. Part of the job of the chaplain service, I mean. Oh, that is the
ghastly tragedy of this work of mine. Somehow I can't get at it. These
evils exist. I can speak against them and make enemies, but the things
go on just as before."

"Don't you believe it, Pilot, not quite as before. Behold how you have
already checked my profanity. Even the old man has pretty much cut it
out at mess. You don't know where they would have been but for you.
Cheer up! Our wings may not be visible but, on the other hand, there are
no signs of horns and hoofs."

"Doctor, one thing I'll do," cried Barry, with a sudden inspiration
"We've a meeting of the chaplains' corps to-morrow. I'll give them your
speech."

"Expurgated edition, I hope," said the M. O.

"No, I'll put in every damn I can remember, and, if need be, a few
more."

"Lord, I'd like to be there, old boy!" said the doctor, fervently.

Barry was as good as his word. At the meeting of the chaplains'
corps, the time was mainly taken up in routine business, dealing with
arrangements for religious services at the various camps within the
area.

At the close of the meeting, however, one of the chaplains rose and
announced that he had a matter to bring to the