Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: On the morn of the day That his Phillip would leave, Except those who have sons, There are none will believe That the Jean who now greeted His lad with a smile, The last night in his yard Had walked many a mile. All the words left unspoken Ere the goodbyes were said, Were now told in the grasp Where were volumes unread. When the coaches rolled out With the troops well entrained, Jean's heart was left empty, The shell only remained. End of Part Three JEAN RIVARD PART FOUR Jean and the "Stranger' JEAN RIVARD At the station were many near Jean Who did love for their country profess, And on all such occasions are seen Where they can by their presence impress. Who now cheered the brave lads on their way To a country with perils unknown, Short time it would be until they "Over there" the Red Tyrant dethrone. Of those who were there loudly shouting "By this only could democracy live," Were many of whom Jean was doubting, If for war any sons they could give. It could not have been Jean the next day Who around the house aimlessly walked, There was no loving hand there to stay The Ghost that now silently stalked. Who heard not the loud scratch at the door, Nor the little tap-tap 'gainst the pane, For the first, there will bones be no more, For the others, no handful of grain. It was not the few words Jean had spoken, But it was the few words left unsaid, That brought on a fitful sleep broken, Which caused him to toss on his bed. Of his lad was reminded each day By the foils and mask hung on the wall, On a shelf in the closet there lay Skates, racquet, a golf stick and ball. In the attic was carefully laid Odds and ends that are dear to all boys, Where on rainy days Phillip had played Quite con...