And then news came of Mikey's death. It was the first time since Young Tom had left that Mary had quite forgotten herself in sympathy for somebody else. Dick telephoned her, and she had hurried to the rectory where in Katie's kitchen the two women cried on each other's shoulders, entirely unconscious of the difference in station that ordinarily kept one standing while the other sat! It was the beginning of one of the most wholesome and steadying friendships Mary Sabins had ever had. But while Mikey and Young Tom were the two best known figures now "in the war," they were by no means the only ones. There was John A. Papalogos. He had called Dick in one morning soon after the first revolutionary outbreak in Greece. His face was ablaze with joy. "It's come," he said. "It's come--no more kings for Greece--we'll have our Republic. I go to fight for Greece free. I go now, but what I do with my place?" and he looked blankly at the full shelves of "fancy goods" and the stock of fruits and candies. "I'll look after it," said Dick, promptly. "Go as soon as you please," and John A. Papalogos, radiant with relief, had departed twenty-four hours later, leaving a fruit store on Dick's hands--a fruit store with a primitive set of accounts in the drawer and written instructions to close it out and give the proceeds to the Boys' Club in case of his known death. "The war certainly is getting its hands on you, all right," said Ralph when Dick told him of his new care. "You needn't worry about your bit." But Dick only gulped. There were others from Sabinsport gone overseas--men hardly known to the town, and yet their going was swelling constantly the town's interest, knowledge, sense of connection--these were men from mines, factories, mills, men who picked up and left without even a notice in the _Argus_--to join the Canadians--the English, the Foreign Legion. They were of many nations--and months later--long after their going had been forgotten save by a few, word sometimes came from them by more or less accident to their friends--"Lost a leg at Vimy"; "Decorated at Verdun"; "Killed at Messine Ridge." Their number was so considerable that it finally led Ralph to investigate, and Sabinsport was deeply stirred to read one night the names of fifty men whom the European war had taken--twenty-five were foreigners, but twenty-five were Americans.