Most of them were going home to
somewhat modified feasts. Many of them were having a soldier or two to
dine with them. And presently these soldiers whom they feasted would
be crossing the sea to that dread land of death and desolation.
Should they thank the Lord for that?
Some of the clergymen, craving light, had sought it in the Old
Testament. But one, more inspired than the rest, had found it in the
New.
"And there was war in Heaven; Michael and his angels fought against the
dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels. And prevailed
not--neither was their place found any more in Heaven."
Those who came from that church spoke of a Holy War, and were thankful
that there were men in America going forth to fight the Dragon.
The two soldiers who were to dine at Dr. McKenzie's were plain young
fellows from an upper county in Maryland. They were waiting somewhat
awkwardly in the drawing-room when Jean arrived. She took them at once
to the less formal library, left Derry with them and went upstairs to
dress.
As she came into the fresh and frilly room so identified with her child
life and her girl life, she stopped on the threshold.
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