The best short stories of 1918, and the yearbook of the American short story
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The best short stories of 1918, and the yearbook of the American short story
American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories -- 20th century -- Bibliography; Short stories -- 20th century -- Indexes; Short stories, American
“‘You have the advantage of living next door,’ I encouraged. ‘The one
thing that might interfere is this idea of yours about being one of the
_comitajia_.’
“‘Still,’ he protested, shaking his head doubtfully, ‘a man’s first duty
is not to the woman he loves, but to the race he loves, because both she
and he belong to it. You know our old song?’ And he sang there in the
woods:
“‘Doucho, _my soul, I love thee second best;_
_Thou art the dearest part of Serbia to me;_
_But after all thou art but a part, even as I am a part;_
_And it is Serbia, always Serbia, that together we love most!_’
“Though not altogether satisfied with our conversation, I felt that in
appealing to the boy’s love for Mara I had struck the right note, and I
hoped that as time went on he would think more about her than about the
_comitajia_. For, though one may be heartily in sympathy with
revolutionary ideas, especially in the case of an oppressed race, one
does not like to see a youth of whom one is really fond, heading toward
disaster, even in such a cause. Moreover, as I have said, Gavrilo was
not as solidly built as the average Serb, and I had the feeling that the
burning spirit in him—and I assure you it was more like a living flame
than anything I have seen in the nature of man or woman—must either be
kept under control or else destroy his body.
“Consequently I was much relieved to see, as I returned from time to
time, that the boy-and-girl romance between Gavrilo and Mara was
naturally and charmingly developing into something more mature. This led
me to hope the more that, as he turned from a youth into a man, Gavrilo
would shed some of the violence of his revolutionary aspirations, and
from the indications I judged that such a thing was indeed coming to
pass. In order more fully to reassure myself, I more than once took
occasion to lead conversations with him into such channels that, should
he desire to do so, he could speak to me of the _comitajia_; but he
always let the openings pass, seeming eager, now, to speak only of the
lovely Mara.
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