"I don't know whatever the country is coming to," exclaimed Mother DeSmet to Granny. "The Germans are everywhere, and they are takingeverything that they can lay their arms on. I doubt if we everget our cargo safe to Antwerp this time. We've come for a load ofpotatoes, but I am somewhat much afraid it is going to be our lasttrip for some time. The country looks quiet enough as you look at itfrom the boat, but the things that are happening in it wouldchill your blood."

"Yes," sighed Granny; "if I would let it, my very aged heart wouldbreak over the sights that I look at every day on my way to Malines.But a broken heart won't get you anywhere. Maybe a stout heartwill."