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THE VEIL .
; By George Munson
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
It is a far cry from Brooklyn, N. Y.,
to the French battle lines, and it is
j difficult to see how the death of a
, French peasant boy should influence
the whole life of a man and a woman.
.Yet it happened in the case of Lotta
Van Suydam and Philip Benton.
Benton was the, minister of the
v Brook street church, living on a sal
jary of $1,500. Lotta and he had been
.in love with each other until Lotta's
father scooped a cool million on the
stock exchange. Then they began to
.see less and less of each other. Lot-
-ta joined a more fashionable church,
too. There she met Jim Stevens,
Whose ideas were not so much coun
ter to Philip's as different What
was white to one was black to the
other. Lotta learned about autos
and supper parties and the horse
show and all the other stale amuse
ments that youth discovers with eyes
. of wonder.
I come into this story only as the
exponent of the statement given
. above. I was privileged to see the be
ginning of Lotta's and Philip's love
affair, and the parting, and well,
that comes later.
Lotta had broken off with Philip
when she decided to sail for France
with the American ambulance party.
.She was not inspired by any desire
to help the sick or comfort the af
flicted. Partly it was the fashionable
thing just then to demonstrate one's
sympathy with the allied cause. Also.
Lotta really possessed a big heart, in
spite of the veneer that had" been I
- cast over it by her new fashionable
Lotta told me all about it when she
creturned. You see, I was her god-
iatner, ana 1 always insisted upon
-confession before bestowing my god
"You haven't married Jim Stevens
yet?." I asked her.
"No. What makes you say that,
though?" she asked.
"You look too happy. You would
not be happy if you did that, my
"I think Jim is just all right," she
answered. Then, "You see, Godfa
ther, it happened like this: ,
"When I got .to Paris and was put
into the hospital I didn't like the
work one bit. I had the right to
leave, but my pride would not let me.
And everything about the hospital
"Maman!" He Called, All Day and
made me shudder the sights and
the smells, the wounded men groan
ing with pain, the dying. Dp you
know, Godfather, I had never seen
any one die before!"
"Yes, Lotta?" I waited for what
was coming. It was characterisUc-of
Lotta, these swift revelations.
"Then something happened that
changed all my views". There was a