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 If I were you, doctor dear, I would write to the papers about it, that I would.”

“Perhaps it is as well,” said the disappointed mother. “I don’t believe I could bear another parting from him—now that I know the war will not be over as soon as we hoped when he left first. Oh, if only—but no, I won’t say it! Like Susan and Rilla,” concluded Mrs. Blythe, achieving a laugh, “I am determined to be a heroine.”

“You're all good stuff,” said the doctor, “I’m proud of my women folks. Even Rilla here, my ‘lily of the field,’ is running a Red Cross Society full blast and saving a little life for Canada. That's a good piece of work. Rilla, daughter of Anne, what are you going to call your war-baby?”

“I’m waiting to hear from Jim Anderson,” said Rilla. “He may want to name his own child.”

But as the autumn weeks went by no word came from Jim Anderson, who had never been heard from since he sailed from Halifax, and to whom the fate of wife and child seemed a matter of indifference. Eventually Rilla decided to call the baby James, and Susan opined that Kitchener should be added thereto. So James Kitchener Anderson became the possessor of a name somewhat more imposing than himself. The Ingelside family promptly shortened it to “Jims,” but Susan obstinately called him “Little Kitchener” and nothing else.

“Jims is no name for a Christian child, Mrs. Dr. dear,” she said disapprovingly. “Cousin Sophia says it is too flippant, and for once I consider she utters sense, though I would not please her by openly agreeing with her. As for the child, he is beginning to