“--to our son,” said the soft voice with a little catch in it. “I am sure it will be a son, Jem. If we name him Jeremy Andrew Robson”--the voice was muffled now against Jem’s cheek--“he will be almost The Guardian’s child--next to being ours, Jem.” Jem drew a long, deep breath of happiness. “There’ll always be a good fight for a hundred per cent American paper like The Guardian to get into. That’s the real best of the business, I guess.” He bent over the little, proud, bowed head. “I hope he’ll be as good an American as his mother,” he said. THE END End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Common Cause, by Samuel Hopkins Adams