It would be a God-send if you could get Doc to do something." A promise was given that the surgeon should be seen at once, but the boy was asked: "How about you ?" "Oh," came the cheerful answer, "I'm all right.

I haven't anything to hurt.

My wounded members are gone--just plain gone.

But that chap has got something--he got the real thing!" What was the real thing according to such a boy's idea?
Bok had had enough of war in all its aspects; he felt a sigh of relief when, a few days thereafter, he boarded _The Empress of Asia_ for home, after a ten-weeks' absence.

He hoped never again to see, at first hand, what war meant!.