As each unit becomes self-supporting, another school
is to be established in a new district.
In this new endeavor, Alvin wished to do what he could to shield the
boys now at play among the red brush upon the mountainsides from being
compelled to say, after they had grown to young manhood, what he himself
had been forced to confess: "I'm just an ignorant mountain boy."
And he is making rapid strides of progress for himself. I saw him enter
the great banquet room of a leading hotel in one of the country's
largest cities. The hall was filled with men and women of refinement and
culture. As Sergeant York and his young wife entered, the banqueters
arose and cheered them. This demonstration was a welcome to "Sergeant
York, the soldier."
He paused, with a smile of appreciation as he looked over the vast
assemblage, and he bowed with a grace and dignity far beyond that which
was expected of him from what his audience had read and heard. Then
without turning his head, he reached for the hand of his bride and led
her to the speakers' table upon a raised platform. And he was again to
bring that assemblage to its feet and fill that hall with its cheers.
This time it was for Alvin York, the man--as he talked to them about the
boys of the mountains.
Three days afterward, he entered the store of John Marion Rains at Pall
Mall.
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