Chapter XIV
When the War came it was a bewildering thing to Enoch. He was a simple child of the earth. In all his life he had never been away from home for a night, at least not in the period of his remembrance. With cities and city life he was unfamiliar. Crowds were foreign to him. Every one liked him, he had hordes of acquaintances but there was no one of whom he made a close friend. He had never had a chum except among the dogs and cats he brought constantly to the farm. But he was supremely satisfied with his lot. Linda was a delightful mother. She was a regular pal. Couldn't find a better one anywhere. Besides the soil was his friend.
Then came the War and Enoch was
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