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" STAR-WEDNESDAY, APRIL 10, 1918. PAGE 4 HE was young and beautiful—he thoroughly masculine. They had been playmates as children. Together they attended school—and, at its conclusion, were married. x * x * Almost two years have hurried through the hour glass of Father Time since that gloriously happy event. The young man we shall style Jones, because it is so unlike his true name, and, because this story has a thousand counterparts. x * * * In April of last year the madness of the Hun embraced America. As it laid its inhuman grip upon our fair land the Trumpets of Freedom blasted an appealing call to the red-blooded manhood of America. Anecho of the call rang down on the ears of Jones. It brought him up sharply; his blood tingled; he felt the holy spur that had led his ancestors gladly to spill their life fluid that they might gain freedom for their kin, and his grandfather to sacrifice his presence to preserve that ‘freedom. x * x *« That night Jones and his wife held a conference that lasted until the motors of the last owl car ceased to throb. She was about to become a mother and the protecting bank ac- count held no massive sum. She was certain, however, it would carry her past the critical period. So next morning ‘Jones en- listed, and as soon as God gave his wife strength after the birth of her babe, she filed into an industrial niche. * * * * Today, Jones is in France, facing that steel-swept land of No Man, en- during the piercing chill, the weariness, and more; fighting for us who are safe at home—fighting that the rule of the people, by the people, and for the people shall not be erased from the face of the earth. We are the resource, the reliance, the hope, the heart of Jones. And never, never as long as the eyes of God shall look - down upon us will we forsake him. * * * * He shall have food to maintain his strength, clothing to buffet the elements, and a plen- tiful supply of ammunition that his hand may smite, ‘strike down and repel the insane savagery of the Hun. Gladly will every one of us subscribe for United States Government Bonds of the Third Liberty Loan to provide these things. * * * * It is our rare priv- ilege—our great pleasure. ‘This investment, which has been made safe for all the people, will not be neglected by a single one of us— nay, not one. We who have not the immediate means to sub- scribe will mortgage our good name and through patriotic econ- omy redeem our pledge. Our subscription will be as the prime mover of our holy endeavor—as a partial payment of interest on the debt for the precious freedom to which we are heir. Our subscriptions will be made before the shadows of another passing day decorate the heavens. —J. W *Honor Week” April 6 to 13 ads en Washington Liberty Loan Committee fd ‘the ‘Ble thet n Fa amily JOSEPH A. SWALWELL, Chairma R. R. FOX, Chairman Seattle Auxilia District A. L, HAWLEY, Chairman King Bom ty