And I hope you'll keep a pleasant corner in
your memories for our Pine Tree State, and for American States
generally, so far as you've seen them."
Dol tried to answer; but recalling the evening when, wrecked at heart,
with stinging feet, he had stumbled at last into the trail to Doc's
camp, he could only mutter, "Dash it all!" and rub his leaking eyes.
"Of course I'll think in an hour from now of all the things I want to
say," began Neal helplessly, and stopped. "But I'll tell you how I feel,
Doc," he added, with a sudden rush of breath: "I think I can never see
your Stars and Stripes again without taking off my hat to them, and
feeling that they're about equal to my own flag."
"Neatly put, Neal! I couldn't have done it better," laughed Cyrus.
"Shake!" and Doc offered his hand in a heart-grip, while the hairs on it
bristled. "Boy! long life to that feeling. You men who are now being
hatched will show us one day what Young England and Young America, as a
grand brotherhood under comrade flags, can do to give this old earth a
lift which she has never had yet towards peace and prosperity.
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