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SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I—Robert Hollis, one-time
eea captain, who tells the story is a
guest on Gerald Carrington’s yacht Es
meralda. It Is supposed to be a '’stag’'
fiarty and Hollis is surprised on discover
ng a woman, who evidently wishes to re
Srain unknown, aboard.
CHAPTER II—Hollis, the next night,
rucceeds In having an interview with the
woman. She merely tells him her name
Is Vera.
CHAPTER III—Carrington tells his
guests of the coming war, and that he
is engineering a copper pool.
CHAPTER IV—The yacht Is sunk In a
collision and Hollis saves McCann, mil
lionaire, and one of the party.
CHAPTER V—Hollis and McCann res
cue Vera and leave the ship in a small
boat.
CHAPTER VI—Hollis and Vera become
friendly, though he is unaware ot her
Identity.
CHAPTER VII—McCann refuses to sub
mit to Hollis’ authority, and the latter
enforces It.
CHAPTER VIII—The castaways are
Sighted by a ship, the Indian Chief, which
takes them aboard. *
CHAPTER IX—The Indian Chief has
recently been struck by lightning and is
almost a wreck. All the officers are d> ad.
liollls meets the owner, who tells him
the vessel has a cargo of ammunition,
consl-gned to the German government.
CHAPTER X—Hollis consents to take
charge of ship and continue voyage. Vera
recognizes an old friend in Robert
Bascoin, owner of the Indian Chief.
Bascom and McCann are deadly ene
mies.
> n ^r TKU XI—t»lsBatlBfactIon among
the crew quickly develops, and Hollis
selects his officers.
CHAPTRR XII- McCann wants to reft,
to New York, and tries to corrupt crew,
CHAPTRR XIII - Hollis finds himself
forced to confine McCann to a cabin.
CHAPTRR XIV—Vera and Hollis agree
that for Basconi's sake the ship must he
taken to its destination. Hollis learns that
Vera Is Gerald Carrington’s daughter.
CHAPTRR XV-The crew, realising
danger of capture by allied warships,
evince disinclination to continue voyage.
CIIAPTRR XVI—leaders of the crew
Ateurni IIollls and make him a prisoner.
“I do; and I know more of sea law
than any of those fools who are steer
ing you Into tills trouble. You kill
« mnn on board here, and It Is mur
der, and the whole hunch of you can
be made to swing for It. Men have
got life for less than you have done
now. But I’ll give you a chance.”
“To stand by the ship. Set me free
now, and hnck up the officers in main
taining discipline aboard, nnd not one
of your names goes Into the log.”
“An’ snll the bloomin’ booker to
Hamburg?”
“Of course; that’s the port you
signed for.”
There was an uneasy shuffling of
feet, and a muttering of voices. The
light was too poor to enable me to de
cipher the expressions on the faces
of the men, yet I felt that my words
were wasted. Dugan, however, voiced
the prevailing sentiment.
"Not a d- one ov us Is fer mak
ing that voyage,” he said grimly. “So
stow yer tongue, mate.” He winked
at me facetiously, then glanced about
ut the others. “There's bigger wages
coinin’ to us now than ever we signed
on for,"
CHAPTER XVII.
Held a Prisoner.
Those words, and the laughter with
which they were greeted, made clear
to my mind the whole truth of the
uprising. It was not so much the des
tination of the ship, or the nature of
our cargo, which accounted for the
widespread spirit of mutiny aboard,
as it wus the McCann money. These
other things had been used to Influ
ence the men, to convince them that
they had a right to seize the vessel,
und refuse to continue the voyage, but
it wus tlie glitter of tile McCann gold
which had won converts to this theory.
One thing was certain—no argument
of mine, no threat of punishment,
would huve any present effect on the
fellows. While there might be among
them some who would listen to rea
son, this big Irish brute of a Dugan
had control, and he could only be over
come by physical force.
The one und only hope lay In my
escape; In my raising an alarm in
sufficient time to warn Leayord of
danger. He was a fighting man, and
urmed; one cry would put him on his
guurd, and ills position on the poop
would enable him to put up a strong
defense. These thoughts flashed
through my mind as 1 stood there,
sturing into Dugan’s face. I dared not
glance about, or seem to harbor any
plan of escape, yet 1 knew that all was
clear between me and the three stops
leading to tlie deck, and that the slid
ing door was not hooked. The fellows
were gathered closely about us in a
half-circle, Dugan ulone being within
reach of my arm. The only weapon
I saw was a sea boot beside a chest
to the right. The fellow must have
felt some vague glimmer of my pur
pose, for lie gripped my shoulder, his
iron lsigers pinching the flesh.
"None o' that now,” hoursely. “You
can’t tight the whole—”
I struck him with uli the force I
could throw into the swift blow, and
he went staggering buck Into tlie ring
of men, his hands clawing ut the air.
Jlut for their bodies the fellow would
have measured his length on the deck.
The force of his fall, the unexpected
suddenness of it, for the instant
stunned the others, and gained me op
portunity. With one leap I had the
heavy hoot in my hand, and swung it
crashing against the face of the fel
low between me and the lower step.
11“ went over like a stricken bullock.
A hand gripped for me, hut missed its
hold; there was a roar of anger, a rush
of bodies, and above all other sounds
Jmgan's voice howling madly:
“Stop him, yer tarriers! Craek him
on ther head.”
I stumbled over the body on the
lower step, yet lmd reached‘the door
before the lirst man gripped my leg.
I broke loose from ids fingers, yet the
instant of delay blocked escape. They
were on me, their faces hardy visible
In the dim light, and 1 fronted them,
fighting for life, striking fiercely with
the great sea boot, its iron-shod heel
a terrible weapon. Twice men fell, hut
How Long I Remained Unconscious I
Never Knew.
there were too many of them, nor could
I protect my rear. They swarmed to
either side, and clambered up behind
me; the low beams of the upper deck
permitting no swing to my arms; one
fellow gripped my feet, and another
leaped at my throat. 1 w as tripped and
Hung handling, the full weight of a
man’s body crashing down on top of
me. Then came oblivion.
How long 1 remained unconscious I j
never knew, but it must have been I
some hours, for when.I struggled buck j
to a vague sense of life once more, I
was alone, lying on a mattress in a
bunk. My head throbbed with pain,
and I managed to lift, one hand, assur
ing myself that my hair was matted
with blood. Where was 1? Had I met
with some accident? It was only grad
ually that the vision began to n licet
upon my mind—the attack on deck;
the struggle in the foreeftstle; and then
Vera Carrington. It was her face, her
memory which aroused life, and gave
me back the strength to struggle. The
fate of the ship was of small impor
tance to me, but the girl left alone
and helpless among these ruffians, was
a thought so tilled with horror as to
draw me back from the very gates of
death.
I forced my eyes open, finding at
first the light blinding, and for an in
stant stared up through n red mist.
Gradually normal sight came hack, and
I realized that I rested In a hunk, gaz
ing upward at the white-painted bot
tom of another. There was a splash
of sunshine on the side wall and I
slowly turned my head toward the
open port through which it streamed, i
Then I knew where I was lying—In
the captain’s stateroom. Why had I
been brought there? What object could .
those villains have for giving me these
quarters if they were really in control
of the ship? Perhaps they were not;
perhaps Leayord and Olson had been
warned of danger in time to overcome
them, and still retained command.
That would account for my presence—
but. If this was true, why was I left
alone, uncared for? Why had they
brought me here'? Gradually the con
ception of their purpose dawned—a
navigator; the need of a navigator.
Without me they were helpless; with
out my knowledge and skill not one
on hftard could tell where they were, j
or how to shape the course of the vos- j
sol. I was a necessity to them; in a
way I held the villains still in my
power; they dare not let me die—not j
yet! I cannot explain the new life j
this thought brought to me. I seemed
to feel the strength of It injected into
my veins, and I rose up on one elbow,
and then, encouraged by Ibis effort,
swung my feet over the edge of the
Imnk and rested them on the deek.
The hands of my watch told me it was
after elewn. I got to my feet, cling
ing to the berth, and swaying weakly
at first, hut gaining strength with every
movement. The chart still lay on the
desk, our course pricked on it irp until
the day before, and the telltale com
pass told tiie the ship's how was still
I><>int«•<! northward. 1 clawed my way
across to th< door, and tugged at the
latch. It was locked.
Tills discovery vanished the least
doubt. The men had won, and were
in full possession. Fergus McCann
•vas In control by virtue of his money,
and his chosen lieutenants were Liver
pool Red and Jim White. What their
object might prove to he remained to
tie learned—but they must seek some
obscure port, or some safe spot for
shipwreck, sacrificing everything else
to their own safety—and, to nccom
plish this they must use me. Lord!
I gripped that idea strongly enough,
my brain clearing as I realized the
important part I must sfill assume in
tills odd sea tragedy. Perhaps I
c-outd hot save the Indian Chief, but
th"re was hope yet that I might be
Instrumental in preserving the lives
of those whom tny carelessness had
imperiled.
There was water in the chocks of
tlie iron wash-stand, and I bathed my
face, scrubbing ns best I could the
congealed blood from my linir. The
wound on my head had hied freely, but
was not serious, ami the application
Of cold water lessened the pain, and
helped to restore my faculties. A fine
breeze swept in through the open port,
and I sat down on n stool to gather :
together in ipy mind every detail which 1
might prove of future value. I was
srill sitting there, but by then alert
anil ready, when a key turned In the
lock, nnd the door was cautiously
opened. McCann’s face appeared In
he opening, but ills eyes were upon
ilie bunk, and he failed to observe me
where I sat beyond the desk. He took
a step within, still staring at the
“I'll Brain the First Man Who At
tempts to Lay Hands on Me.”
rumpled blankets, and I had a glimpse
of the inflamed countenance of Liver
pool just beyond his shoulder.
“Blow me 1” he ejaculated in star
I led voice. “The fellow’s not here;
he's pot away!”
Bed laughed, and pushed past, but
-trill blocked the door with his greal
body.
“(Jot away! Where could he have
got to with the door locked? He’*
(here all right.”
I stood up and faced the two, the
desk still between us, but took the
precaution to grip the stool by one
leg.
“I am certainly present,” I said cold
ly, “if your reference is to nte; but
I advise you both to keep your dis
tance. I’ll brain the first man who
attempts to lay hand on me.”
Bed must have felt the challenge of
my words, and I could tell he was in
liquor by the vivid flame of his face.
An oath broke from his lips.
“You tried that before; ’twill pay
rer to be civil now."
“There were some of your ragamuf
fins who tasted the weight of my
blow,” I answered, “and I only, hope
it may be your turn next, you dirty
dog of a mutineer.”
“You’ll git no chance to ever break
your stool on me, d-yer,” he roared,
jerking a revolver from his jacket.
“I>o you see tliut? Well, we’ve got
the ship—”
McCann grasped Ills sleeve.
“Let up on tliut, Red,” he said short
ly, his voice having a tone of com
mand in it, which surprised me. “\Ye !
didn’t come here to beat Hollis up.
but to talk with him. This is my
game.”
The other dill not resist, only to
mutter behind his teeth. The gun still
glistened in his hand, but I felt no
fear of the fellow, and returned the
stool to the deck.
“Tell me what you meat., and be
brief about It.”
McCann’s eyes met mine, and I read
in them uncertainty, lie was not yet
quite sure that he had my measure;
how far I would resist, or what form
my opposition would take. Perhaps
for a moment money did not seem to
him quite so important a weapon as
lie had found it elsewhere.
“I’m sorry the crew beat you up
(lie way they did,” he began apologet
ically. “They are a rather rough
set—”
“Don’t waste your time over that,”
I interrupted in disgust. "1 can deal
with an ont-and-out tighter, and still
respect him, but your kind only en
genders disgust. There is no love
lost between us, Fergus McCann, so
state your purpose plainly, and with
out lying.”
“By God! I will,” he snapped, “and
I’ll put it straight enough this time
to satisfy you. The only reason 1
don’t let Liverpool kill you is that you
are more valuable to me alive. I’ve
hated some jn my time, bat thure never |
was a cur 1 despised worse than 1 do
you.”
“Thanks,” I said quietly, “I am hon
ored.”
“And more than that. I pay my
debts,” his temper now entirely ruined
by my pretense of indifference. "So
I advise you to keep a civil tongue in
your head—you’re no longer in com
mand of this ship.”
I smiled at the two of them, calmly
sitting down on the stool. I was not
certain yet what hand I held, but
determined to play the cards coolly.
“So you fellows are in control; and
you come to me now with some sort
of proposition. All right; what is it?”
“We need a navigator for a few
dnys; one who will lay out the course
we decide on.”
"And I am the only one on h'-nrd.”
“You are by far the most compe
tent,” he confessed. “But you need
not think from that we are helpless
without you. I have no doubt I could
figure the matter out fairly well if I
had to, and I am perfectly aware that
Miss Carrington possesses some knowl
edge of navigation. I Imagine you
might prefer doing this yourself, rather
than having her compelled to show her
efficiency.”
“Where is Miss Carrington?”
“In her own stateroom; I have not
seen her since we took possession of
the ship.”
"And the others—Bascotn, and the
officers?”
“They’re all right,” broke in Liver
pool, “except for some sore heads. We
downed the owner and the second mate
easy, but Leayord and the engineer
made some trouble, and had to be
soaked. We got ’em all quiet enough
now, where they enn’t make any
trouble.”
“Where are they confined?”
He winked at me In a half-drunken
leer.
“Which Is none o’ yer business—
hey, Mr. McCann?”
The impudent manner of the fel
low served to fully awaken me to a
realization of the helpless position I
occupied. I held back the first hot
retort on my lips, and forced a smile.
"I get the idea,” I said, pretending a
good nature I was far from feeling.
"I am to merely work under orders.
Well, I’d rather do that than let you
wreck the ship, and perhaps drown
the whole company. What is your
object in this affair? You surely don't
hope to dispose of this vessel and
cargo?”
“No, I don't,” and McCann took a
step forward, his hand resting on the
desk. “To be frank with you, Hollis,
tlds affair has gone further than I
Intended; it got the start of me while
you held me prisoner aft here in the
cabin. There’s nothing for me to do
now but work out of the fix as best
I can.”
“Mutiny, then, was not part of your
original plan?”
“Not open mutiny—no. I'm no fool,
and 1 know what that means. I start
ed in to make the crew dissatisfied,
so they would force you to put hack
to an American port. 1 offered them
money, but with no intention of resort
ing to force. Then you locked mp up.
and tlds other thing happened. We've
gone too far now to hack out. We
don’t mean to get caught. So it's up to
you to decide whether the Indian Chief
remains afloat, and no lives lost; or
whether the old hooker is never heard
of again.”
“You'd scuttle the ship?”
"That's for you to decide; it's my
advice to you not to take the chance.”
I could scarcely believe he meant
tills; tlie proposition was so abso
lutely heartless, so cold-blooded. I
could hardly associate it even with
Fergus McCann. Surely he was not
in reality the utter villain lie now
coolly professed himself. My eyes left
ids face, and sought Liverpool, who
was leering at me in drunken gravity.
"Is this true. Red? Have you fel
lows held council?”
"Some ov us have,” he said sullenly.
“Jim Dugan, Simms and me, we talked
it all over with Mr. McCann here, «n’
agreed what wus best. That’s why
the two ov us come ter see you.”
“Unless I consent to sign a report
showing your desertion of the ship
justified, you propose to sink the In
dian Chief?”
“You an’ Baseom—both ov yer.”
“And if we do sign—what then?”
“You'll suil us within fifty miles ov
the nearest open port, and we’ll take
to the boats, and leave you to be picked
up.”
“You'd report our condition ashore?”
“Nothin’ was said about that. Yer
drift would be southard, an’ would
soon bring yer in the track o’ ships;
besides there’s enough left ter haudle
the sails ter give the hooker steerage
way. We figured we'd be safe unless
there was a big storm.”
It wa^ certainly a cold-blooded prop
osition, but the fellow’s tone was so
matter-of-fact I no longer doubted this
to be their final decision. I played my
last card.”
“See here, Red,” and I drew a paper
from the drawer of the desk. “Do you
fellows realize the value of this ship,
and the cargo below hatches?”
“We don’t give a darn.”
“Well, you bettor, for it's a tidy
little sum. Now, see here—I'll pledge
the crew fifty thousand dollars, to be
divided as you choose, if you will dock
tile Indian Thief at Hamburg.”
“Who’ll pay it?”
“The owner, within ten days of land
ing.”
"An’ if we get snapped up by an
English or French cruiser on the way
over, all we’d ever get would be a jail.
That sorter plan don’t make no hit
with me nor my mates. We’ve talked
It all over.” |
McCann struck the desk with bis fist, |
linputient at the discussion.
_ “Your price is too low, Hollis. This
is no piker’s game, lied knows it Is |
worth more than fifty thousand to me
“Your Price Is Too Low, Hollis.”
to pot back to Now York. So now, will
you help us quietly, or shall we have
to make you?”
“What Is It you desire of me?”
“That you work out an observation :
once a day, and set the ship’s course
as we direct; then tell us when a cer
tain point has been reached.”
“What point ?”
“Fifty miles northeast of St. Johns.”
“And then what happens?”
“We will take to the boats, and I
leave you and your officers to do what |
you please with the ship.”
“Are all the crew with you in this j
mutinous deal?”
The eyes of the two men met, and j
Liverpool blurted cut:
“They’ll all do what we say; there’s
none ov ’em yer kin count on fer ter
fight on your side; but maybe there’s
a couple we won’t huv’ no use for when
we take to the bouts.”
“Who are they?”
“Thar’s no need o’ my tellin’ yer
that.”
“Well, even with those two this will
only give us six able-bodied men; that
is not enough with which to bring the
Indian Chief into port.”
“It will be all you’ll have, anyhow,”
I said McCann grimly. “And you are
mighty lucky at that. The drift will
lie southward, and will take you direct
ly into the steamer lane. All you
need do is keep steerage way, and wait
until you are picked up. You don't
imagine we want you sailing into the
harbor at St. Johns the same time
I we get there, do you? Come on now,
j stop this fa Ik, and give us an answer."
j For a long moment I stood toot ion
less, staring out through the open port
at the sunlit waters. It seemed to me
my best course was to at least pretend
to yield to their wishes. To acquiesce
would insure me a men sure of free
dom on board, an opportunity to learn
the exaet conditions, and might enable
me to save the ship from destruction.
As to McCann, be had some object in
all lids far more important than ap
peared on the surface. He was never
assuming tin's risk, or investing all
this money in an illegal cause, without
a more serious purpose titan an idle
desire to return to .Yew York, lie
was taking a tremendous chance, driv
en by some impulse i could not com
prehend. What was the secret—hate,
revenge, grehd. love? 1 would find
out sometime; but now I could only
grope in the dark, guessing at bis mo
tives. Yet 1 knew this—his promises
were lies. He would make use of me;
lie would induce me to pilot the ship
to the spot he desired to attain on the
broad bosom of the ocean, and then—
what? The man would never be fool
enough to permit the Indian Chief to
sail into any harbor to accuse him of
such a crime. Back of all his words,
his explanations, his apparent fair
ness, lurked treachery. I felt it, and
knew It, and the very suspicion led me
to reach swift decision. My eyes met
his with a smile.
“I cannot conceive that I have much
choice,” I said quietly. “It is to either
do this in freedom, or under compul
sion. Naturally I prefer the former."
“Ton mean you accept our offer?”
“Yes; 1 will figure out the proper
course, and report to you when the ves
j sel is at the place you designate. That
j is all that is asked of me. In return
I have your pledge that the ship will
he left in good condiiion. with all who
are loyal safe on board?”
“Yes.”
“There is one more condition, Mc
Cann.”
“What?”
“That Miss Carrington he left abso
lutely unmolested hy either you or your
men, uniil the time comes for you to
take to the hoais.”
“Hah! So that is really where flic
shoe pinches!"
“We will not quarrel about it—either
say yes or no.”
"What do you mean by unmolested?
Am I prohibited from speaking to the
lady?"
“That is to he left to her choice,
not yours. She is to retain tlie key to
her stateroom; to eat alone if she
prefers, and to see such associates
aboard as she desires."
l.ivcrpool laughed drunkeniy.
“That ain’t the argyinent,” he said
easily. “So far as I see, that don’t \
change things none. She's locked her- i
self in anyhow, an’ won’t answer no
body.”
(Continued Next Week.)
Isn’t it queer hew long some peo
ple can talk about nothing?
WAR TALKS
By UNCLE DAN *
Number Five
Jimmie and a German Boy Clash—
Must Do Three Things to Save
Country.
It was a warm evening, so Uncle
I >an wont out to n lawn scat under the
spreading branches of the great
that suggested the farm’s name of i >;
11111. Billie and Jimmie had been I.ly
ing for him, so Uncle Dan was cap
tured by the boys on short order.
“Say, Uncle Dan," Billie began. “We
had a red-hot argument at school y
terday with Carl Newman. Carl s-ibl
that German schools were miles a!
of our schools and that no one couol
come up to the educated German. Well.
Jimmie got hot under the collar and
handed it hack to him goM and plenty.
Jimmie said if their education taught
them to torpedo I.ueltnnias. sink hos
pital ships, murder hundreds of wom
en and children, make slaves of
the Belgians, poison wells, destroy fruit
trees and commit all sorts of crimes,
then we did not want'that kind of
education here. What do you think
about it. Uncle Dan? I told Jimmie
you spent a lot of time In Europe and
knew all about schools, so give us your
opinion.”
“Well,” replied Uncle T>nn, deliber
ately, “the German schools are very
thorough ; they furnish exceedingly val
uable and practical instruction. The
Industrial training given there Is prob
ably the best to be found. The schools
ns a whole, however. In my opinion,
appeal to the head only, and never to
the heart. The aim nnd trend is to
make the Individual blindly submis
sive to the Prussian plan of world do
minion ; they teach that It is the des
tiny of Germany to rule the world, nnd
that to the glory and advance of Ger
many, In this plan, all things must give
way; that the kniser as head of the
state, can do no wrong If he carries
forward the plan of world control.
Some of the greatest teachers and
preachers even defend and Justify her
heartless crushing of Belgians nnd the
many other atrocious crimes she has
committed In this war. Thank God.
our American education reaches both
the head nnd the heart. It Is an edu
cation with a soul, nnd we must main
tain the high ldonls we have fixed. In
a word, in Germany, the people are
taught that they exist for the govern
ment, while here the government ex
ists to serve the people."
“Just wait a minute," Interrupted
Billie. Say that over again slowly, so
I can write It down."
Uncle I*an. smilingly, compiled.
Billie exclaimed : “Now, we will hand
that nut out for Carl to crack.
Carl, you know,” continued Billie,
“has a very smart father who keeps
him posted on the German argument*.
Carl snid our government was only
an experiment nnywny; that It would
not last twenty years, and that It
might hurst up any old time. Jimmie
asked him If Germany was so mighty
good, why they did not go back there
to live."
“Our government will go on forever,
won't It. Uncle DnnT”
“Now,” said Uncle Pan, “yon are
raising n big question, and one that
has troubled me for years. Our gov
ernment is still In the experimental
stage; in fact. It is the greatest ex
periment ever undertaken, and If pop
ular government is to be successful, a
few things must he done, otherwise, to
paraphrase the great Lincoln, the gov
ernment of the people, by the people
and for the people, will perish. It Is
ray firm conviction,” said Uncle Jjan.
In a very Impressive manner, "that if
our country is to go on, as we hope
and pray, we must very quickly do
at least three things, and I will name
them In the order of importance as It
appears to me:
‘‘First, adopt compulsory universal
military training of all young men
physically fit before they reach the
ago of twenty years.
“Next, require that every foreigner
who copies here to live must, within a
reasonable time, s« a year, declare
ids intention of bei • ilng an American
citizen and take the necessary steps to
do so. thereby, from that moment, as
suming nil the obligations of citizen
ship of our country, and that means he
must defend our flag upon equal torjns
with our native born, and if he is not
willing to do this, he tfhould be sent
back from whence lie came.”
“That’s the stuff," exclaimed Billie.
“And. finally, enact such legislation
as will make voting compulsory. Pop
ular government is based upon the
participation of all and the rule of
the majority, and democracy cannot
continue and be successful unless u’e
live up to the spirit of the ipstiiu
t ion.
“The first step, however. Is the pass
ing of the Chamberlain hill for univer
sal military training. If you will get
iho leading citizen, and especially .the
editor of your paper, to write personal
letters to your congressman and both
senator*, urging their support, it will
help enormously.
“I see by the morning papers.” sjt^l
rude f»an. “Hint the Hotary clubs of
the entire country, the Ilvest. most eiti
elent organization to be found, have
unanimously decided to get back of
the Chamberlain bill and give it loyal
and enthusiastic support. They will
work with the Universal Military
Training league to accomplish this im
portant piece of legislation, which will
do more than anything else to make tm
a real nation with a common view
print, bring us back to sane living, and
teach us the patriotism of service.”