He swears and he grouses and he drinks, but he respects God Almighty more than you'd think, and he serves his Queen--I mean his King.

A parade service is a parade, and it's a bore at times, but it's discipline, and it helps in the end.

Like that little 'do' to-night, it helps.

One comes away feelin' one can stand a bit more for the sake of the decent, clean things of life." Hilda regarded the fine, straight old man for a second as they stood, on the top of the steps.

Then her eyes grew a little misty.