Don't I lie awake at
night knowing it? And that's the reason I----" Here he stopped and said:
"Damm it" in a feirce voice. "Very well," he went on. "I came to say
Good-bye, and to ask you if you will write to me now and then. Because
I'm going to War half because the Country needs me and the other half
because I'm not going to disapoint a certain young Person who has a way
of expecting people to be better than they are."
He then very suddenly stood up and said:
"I guess I'd better go. And don't you dare to cry, because if you do
there will be Trouble."
But I could not help it, as he was going to War for my Native Land, and
might never come back. I therfore asked for his Handkercheif again, but
he did not listen. He only said:
"You are crying, and I warned you."
He then stooped over and put his hand under my Chin and said:
"Good-bye, sweetheart."
AND KISSED ME.
He went out at once, slaming the door, and passed Leila in the lower
Hall without speaking to her.
APRIL 30TH. I now intend to close this Log or Journal, and write no
more in it. I am not going back to school, but am to get strong and well
again, and to help mother at the Red Cross. I wish to do this, as it
makes me feel usefull and keeps me from worrying.
After all, I could not realy care for any one who would not rise to the
Country's Call.
MAY 3RD. I have just had a letter from Carter. It is mostly about
blisters on his feet and so on, and is not exactly a love letter.
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