He sent me a snap-shot , taken in his new uniform . He looked thin and old -- old -- my boy-brother Jem . I ca n't forget mother 's face when I showed it to her . ` That -- my little Jem -- the baby of the old House of Dreams ? ' was all she said . `` There was a letter from Faith , too . She is doing V.A.D. work in England and writes hopefully and brightly . I think she is almost happy -- she saw Jem on his last leave and she is so near him she could go to him , if he were wounded . That means so much to her . Oh , if I were only with her ! But my work is here at home . I know Walter would n't have wanted me to leave mother and in everything I try to ` keep faith ' with him , even to the little details of daily life . Walter died for Canada -- I must live for her . That is what he asked me to do . '' 28th January 1918 '' ' I shall anchor my storm-tossed soul to the British fleet and make a batch of bran biscuits , ' said Susan today to Cousin Sophia , who had come in with some weird tale of a new and all-conquering submarine , just launched by Germany . But Susan is a somewhat disgruntled woman at present , owing to the regulations regarding cookery . Her loyalty to the Union Government is being sorely tried . It surmounted the first strain gallantly . When the order about flour came Susan said , quite cheerfully , ' I am an old dog to be learning new tricks , but I shall learn to make war bread if it will help defeat the Huns . ' `` But the later suggestions went against Susan 's grain .
Had it not been XXXXX father 's decree I think she would have snapped her fingers at Sir Robert Borden . ''
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