The Rising of the Tide: The Story of SabinsportTarbell, Ida M. (Ida Minerva)
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The Rising of the Tide: The Story of Sabinsport
Tarbell, Ida M. (Ida Minerva)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Fiction
But clever as he was, he did not get his fingers on them. Waves of
discontent, threats of riots and strikes, protests against liberty
loans and food laws, continued to agitate the town, filling it with
anxiety and irritation. They kept her distrustful of herself, unhappy
in her undertaking, but never did they turn her from her resolve to do
her full part. Indeed, it seemed to Dick sometimes as if the direct
result was to drive those of the town who felt the deepest foreboding,
the gravest doubt, to work the harder, thus really increasing the
amount accomplished. It was this that explained why, in this admixture
of irritation, Sabinsport almost always did more than her part. The
rumors and prophecies that she would not respond this time nerved her
to fuller efforts.
Just how things would have worked out in Sabinsport, just when and how
the war would have found its way to her heart and she would have come
to have the supporting uplift of realizing the greatness of the
enterprise to which she was pledged, Dick never quite decided, for what
did happen was so largely shaped by the news that came to them in the
end of June that, in the country twenty-five miles away, the Government
had decided to place one of the sixteen great cantonments in which the
boys that had been drafted were to be trained into an army.
Sabinsport herself had had nothing to do with securing the cantonment.
It was the only thing that had happened in that part of the State in
the last two or three decades in which neither Cowder nor Mulligan had
had a hand. It was certain shrewd and powerful gentlemen of the City
that had persuaded the authorities that this was the most perfect spot
in the Union in which to place 50,000 men.
Luckily, it was a very good spot, though probably if it had been very
bad, it would have been selected, given the power that was behind its
support. The land was rolling, naturally drained, the river which
flowed close by gave, by filtering, a splendid water supply. An
important trunk line ran within five miles of the camp, making almost
ideal transportation conditions possible, and this same trunk line ran
through Sabinsport.
It was announced that the camp was to be ready in twelve weeks for
40,000 men. The town, accustomed to building in a fairly large scale,
gasped in amazement. Some jeered, others protested. It couldn't be
done. It would take twelve months, not weeks, to make the place
habitable.
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