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D Howells is successful in his use of these methods of argument. After all, it is easy to sit back and call for war when it will be the common enlisted man who will die to provide this luxury. In the end, Howells made his point clear. War never comes without sacrifice or consequence. Works Cited Howells, W. Paul Lauter et al. Concise ed. Boston: Houghton, Get Access. Good Essays. The Other Lover Words 2 Pages. The Other Lover. Read More. Rebellion: Noble or Immature?
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The Romanticization of War. You are commenting using your Twitter account. You are commenting using your Facebook account. Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Menu Skip to content. Share this: Twitter Facebook. Like this: Like Loading Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email required Address never made public. Caught it from Gearson. I guess it won't be much of a war, and I guess Gearson don't think so either.
The other fellows will back down as soon as they see we mean it. I wouldn't lose any sleep over it. I'm going back to bed, myself.
Gearson came again next afternoon, looking pale and rather sick, but quite himself, even to his languid irony. But I'm all right now. One has to carry off the excitement, somehow. You belong to your country, and you have a sacred charge to keep yourself strong and well for your country's sake.
I have been thinking, thinking all night and all day long. I've been thinking, and worshipping you. Don't you suppose I know all that you've been through, to come to this? I've followed you every step from your old theories and opinions. A man that hasn't got his own respect intact wants the respect of all the other people he can corner. But we won't go into that. I'm in for the thing now, and we've got to face our future. My idea is that this isn't going to be a very protracted struggle; we shall just scare the enemy to death before it comes to a fight at all.
But we must provide for contingencies, Editha. If anything happens to me--". I should hate that, wherever I happened to be. But there is something! My mother! If anything happens--". She winced, and he laughed. She won't like my doing this thing. She brought me up to think war a fool thing as well as a bad thing.
My father was in the Civil War; all through it; lost his arm in it. He laughed as if divining her: "Oh, it doesn't run in the family, as far as I know! I guess he and mother agreed between them that I was to be brought up in his final mind about it; but that was before my time.
I only knew him from my mother's report of him and his opinions; I don't know whether they were hers first; but they were hers last. This will be a blow to her. I shall have to write and tell her--". No, I'll do the writing. She'll understand a little if I say that I thought the way to minimize it was to make war on the largest possible scale at once--that I felt I must have been helping on the war somehow if I hadn't helped keep it from coming, and I knew I hadn't; when it came, I had no right to stay out of it.
Whether his sophistries satisfied him or not, they satisfied her. She clung to his breast, and whispered, with closed eyes and quivering lips: "Yes, yes, yes! You know? It's rather far off; she can't leave her chair--". But nothing will happen! Nothing can! She felt her lifted with his rising, and Gearson was saying, with his arm still round her, to her father: "Well, we're off at once, Mr. We're to be formally accepted at the capital, and then bunched up with the rest somehow, and sent into camp somewhere, and got to the front as soon as possible.
We all want to be in the van, of course; we're the first company to report to the Governor. I came to tell Editha, but I hadn't got round to it. She saw him again for a moment at the capital, in the station, just before the train started southward with his regiment. He looked well, in his uniform, and very soldierly, but somehow girlish, too, with his clean-shaven face and slim figure. The manly eyes and the strong voice satisfied her, and his preoccupation with some unexpected details of duty flattered her.
Other girls were weeping and bemoaning themselves, but she felt a sort of noble distinction in the abstraction, the almost unconsciousness, with which they parted.
Only at the last moment he said: "Don't forget my mother. It mayn't be such a walk-over as I supposed," and he laughed at the notion. He waved his hand to her as the train moved off--she knew it among a score of hands that were waved to other girls from the platform of the car, for it held a letter which she knew was hers. Then he went inside the car to read it, doubtless, and she did not see him again.
But she felt safe for him through the strength of what she called her love. What she called her God, always speaking the name in a deep voice and with the implication of a mutual understanding, would watch over him and keep him and bring him back to her. If with an empty sleeve, then he should have three arms instead of two, for both of hers should be his for life.
She did not see, though, why she should always be thinking of the arm his father had lost. There were not many letters from him, but they were such as she could have wished, and she put her whole strength into making hers such as she imagined he could have wished, glorifying and supporting him.
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