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"Poor boy! Poor boy!" the old gentleman kept saying. "I know how you
feel. Just so, just so!"
When Barry had finished relieving his heart of the burden that had so
long lain upon it, the old gentleman took him by the hand and said:
"My dear fellow, remember they are far from home. These boys need their
mothers. They sorely need their mothers! And, my boy, they need God. And
they need you. Good-bye!"
Barry came away with a warm feeling in his heart, and in it a new
purpose and resolve. No longer would he be a policeman to his men. He
would try to forget their faults, and to remember only how sorely they
needed their mothers and their God, and that they needed him, too.
He found the camp thrilling with great news, glorious news. The day so
long awaited had come. The battalion was under orders for France. At
that very moment there was an officers' meeting in the orderly room.
As Barry entered the room, the O. C. was closing his speech.
Barry was immediately conscious of a new tone, a new spirit, in the
colonel's words.


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