Don't be too hard on them, but recall to mind, Barry, that when they go up the line they feel terribly lonely and terribly afraid, and that is a truly awful experience." He paused a moment or two, and then lowered his voice and continued: "Barry, you won't be ashamed of me.

I was terribly afraid, myself." Barry choked back a convulsive sob.
"You, dad, you!" He laughed scornfully.
"I didn't run, Barry, thank God! But the boys--my boys--they are only lads, many of them--lonely and afraid--and they must go on.

They must go on.

Oh, Barry, in that hour they need some one to go with them.

They need God." His son was listening with his heart in his eyes.