4/22 Gee! I wish't I was a man! I'd show 'em peace!" She went on, passing from one headline to the next of the evening paper which they took daily turns in buying. Mary Warren began to grow more grave of face as she heard the news from the lands where not long ago had swung and raged in their red grapple the great armies of the world. She put out a hand to Mary Warren's arm. "Plenty more besides your brother is gone. |