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not have to pay the toll of enrollment for 
their sacred trust — for their country?” 
It was a thought she would not leave in 
a moment. 
“If both boys were here, dear, they would 
remind you of the Shepherd’s story, which 
you have so often told them.” 
By way of taking her mind from life’s 
strange vicissitudes, Aida called her atten- 
tion to the fact of Zephyr’s disappearance. 
Where could it have gone? 
The little creature never seemed to have 
felt quite so much at home as at the North. 
It had missed the lake, the boats and the 
merry voices of the two boys, as they came 
between the two camps, with the sound of 
beating oars. Sure enough. Zephyr had gone 
without even touching her breakfast. 
Just at that moment a little girl came along 
the garden walk, stepping over the bank be- 
side Aida’s lovely flowers, many of them still 
blooming although so late in the autumn. 
