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Everything is all right now. I can't put my arms around
you, boy. I haven't any left."
Barry's shudder shook the stretcher.
"Dad, dad, oh, dad!" he whispered, over and over again.
"It's all right," whispered his father. "We must not forget we're
soldiers. Help me to keep up, boy. I'm not very strong."
That pitiful word did for Barry what nothing else could do. He lifted
his head, stood up and drew a deep breath.
"Sure thing, dad," he said, in a clear, steady voice. "I mustn't keep
you."
He motioned to the bearers. Then suddenly recollecting that his duty
would call him away from his father, he turned to the M. O., an agony of
supplication in his voice.
"Oh, doctor, must I leave him here?" he asked in a low tone.
Just then an orderly came running up to him, and, saluting, said:
"Sir, the Commanding Officer says you are to remain behind with your
father--till--till--"
"Until you are sent for," said the M. O. "I will see to that."
"Where's the Commanding Officer?" cried Barry, starting forward.


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