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child he is, Josephine! He never frets or
cries, and nothing seems to upset him. I
thought I was going crazy with the terrible
roaring of the guns which has never ceased
round our village for days and nights, but
he did not mind it in the least. And did
you ever see such a big boy, and so fat and
firm! I am sure he will be as tall as his
father. You know he was born only the
day after the mobilization and his father
has not seen him till now. I wish the doctor
had let me put him on the bed for his father
to have a real look at him, but the doctor
said I was not to do it. I am sure he would
not have cried; he never cries, and I am quite
certain he knows it is his father, for he kept
looking at him off and on before he went to
sleep. I thought his father smiled at him
a moment ago, but I am not quite sure. He
looks at us the whole time, but now and then
it seems as if he could not see us,” she said,
trying to keep back her sobs.
“I am sure he has seen the boy,” said
Josephine; “it is only that he is too tired
to speak.”
“Yes, I know,” said the wife, “but if
I only could be sure that he had seen the
boy!”
“He must have lost an enormous quantity
of blood,” said the Doctor to his colleague,
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