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e faces lined. and creased with bitterness. It was fot· this that '
cl Jules bad come to France. Day nftC'r day he moved his tent y tLat Le, by his talent of fun-making, might cause the e wounded to smile and find relief from their pain. Bring- e ing some of childhood's joy into hearts bereft, he played e within range of the booming guns. Tic did not know what d hope and cheer he brought into the hearts of his auditors. t Ue ouly knew that at last he was doing something WOl'thy of e himself. :Many a man, hopeless and discouraged, entered n the little tent, and came out with a recollection of boyhood
l days in his heart and a warm smile about his lips.
- ~\nd now the sun bent down, and Jules sang and joked to y the men, with m1 occasional German shell bursting ncar. - His work was unusually bard this afternoon, for ho was y performing before a section of blind men-men who could e only catch his gay voice. If he could only mnke them smile! m He moved directly in front of their section and started an - an<'ctlote. A messenger boy sped from the pad-room and
handed him a.long-deln.,yed mesilago. Without a pause i11 his l c-lowning he tore open the em·elope and rPacl :
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llis voice tromhled; he was about to stop when he glnnced up at the men. They were leaning :forward oxpcctnntly, with the first interest th('Y had shown since receiving their terrible wounds. Doctors and nurses were delighled; this was beLtcr than a tonic, for th<' heart's fcP.ling sustains life. Jules' boy \Vas perhaps dying-even now he might he- Jules swallowed hard and ronde a t:illpreme sacrifice. On he went with his foolery, with the hot tears sh·caming down his paint; lmt the men were laughing-for tho fhst time since their blindness. As be jested on the sawtlust, the