Idaho -- Fiction; Short stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- Veterans -- Fiction
“Why, that your teaching is subversive. It is dangerous to the welfare
of our government.”
“Because I preach peace?”
“Because,” said Cuthwright impatiently, “you talk like a communist.”
He leaned forward and folded his arms on the table. He was a big man
with stern jaws and a paralyzing gaze. “A week ago you said in your
class in history that the World War was a mistake and we entered it
because our statesmen were outwitted by the English. You implied, as I
understand it, that we’re a nation of fools—”
“I was quoting,” said Jameson, “from a book.”
“What book?”
“A book by Walter Millis called _The Road to War_.”
“Oh, and what in hell does he know about it? Who is he—a communist?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Oh, you don’t think so. Jameson, I should say that before you try to
instruct the minds of our sons and daughters you’d find out who an
author is. He may be only a paid agent of Stalin. Besides that, you
said all wars have been stupid.” Cuthwright looked at his notes. “You
said England and the United States don’t intend to let Japan dominate
the East. Why in hell,” demanded Cuthwright angrily, “shouldn’t _we_
dominate the East? You mean to tell me you’d let a bunch of Japs do
it?” Cuthwright thumped the table. “And you said the United States
should boycott Italy if it invades Ethiopia. What in hell is it our
business if they go down and fight those niggers? And where are we to
sell our goods if you communists close up all the foreign markets?
I suppose you’d let England sell guns and stack ours up in the
Metropolitan Museum! Well, do you deny any of those statements?”
“No.”
“All right, Jameson, we’ll have to ask for your resignation.”
Jameson was very pale now but his gaze was unwavering. “For more than
twenty years I’ve lived here and taught here.”
“I know, I know, Jameson. We’re sorry about it. But our duty—what you
don’t understand, Jameson, is that the welfare of the State is greater
than that of any individual. You didn’t use to be a communist.”
“And I’m not one now.”
“Well, any man can hide behind a definition. Anyway....”
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