HOMEWARD BOUND On that long, homeward journey it was well for Hero that he wore the Red Cross on his collar.

The little symbol was the open sesame to many a privilege that ordinary dogs are not allowed on shipboard.

Instead of being confined to the hold, he was given the liberty of the ship, and when his story was known he received as much flattering attention as if he had been some titled nobleman.
The captain shook the big white paw, gravely put into his hand at the Little Colonel's bidding, and then stooped to stroke the dog's head.

As he looked into the wistful, intelligent eyes his own grew tender.
"I have a son in the service," he said, "sent back from South Africa, covered with scars.

I know what that Red Cross meant to him for a good many long weeks.