I
think I ought to have the badge for day dreaming, if there is one. I think
I could get a job in a dime hovel. Up to Elm Center and back again chasing
a rainbow!"
He was so funny about it that I didn't know how disappointed he really
was. He was kind of funny and serious at the same time. But I could see
they were all disappointed.
All of a sudden Harry Donnelle said, "What started you up to Elm Center
near Kingston, when our wandering warrior lived away up near Plattsburg?"
"Oh, yes," Brent said; "I forgot the best part of it. Quite some time after
we read that accursed article, little Willie here and I happened to drop in
at a movie show in Newburgh-ten cents counting the war tax. Cheap but
filling. There was a picture in the Pathe jigamerig of an aviator landing
in the village of Elm Center near Kingston, New York. I had never heard of
Elm Center before. But anyway, an aviator had to come down there and so Elm
Center got on the screen. There were a lot of people standing around
looking at the machine and little Willie wide-awake here, said to me,
'Do you see that soldier in the film? The one leaning against the fence
and kind of glancing this way? He's the fellow whose picture was in the
paper.
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