"Well, your estimate is too low, Linda," he said in his nicest
drawling tone of voice. "Believe me, one U. S. kid will never
march in a whole regiment of Japanese. They won't lay down their
guns and walk to surrender as bunches of Germans did. Nobody
need ever think that. They are as good fighters as they are
imitators. There's nothing for you to do, Henry, but to take to
heart what Miss Linda has said. Plan the house with a suite for
a dream lady, and a dining room, a sleeping porch and a nursery
big enough for the six children allotted to me."
"You're not really in earnest?" asked Henry Anderson in doubting
astonishment.
"I am in the deepest kind of earnest," said Peter Morrison.
"What Miss Linda says is true. As a nation, our people are
pampering themselves and living for their own pleasures. They
won't take the trouble or endure the pain required to bear and to
rear children; and the day is rolling toward us, with every turn
of the planet one day closer, when we are going to be outnumbered
by a combination of peoples who can take our own tricks and beat
us with them. We must pass along the good word that the one
thing America needs above every other thing on earth is HOMES AND
HEARTS BIG ENOUGH FOR CHILDREN, as were the homes of our
grandfathers, when no joy in life equaled the joy of a new child
in the family, and if you didn't have a dozen you weren't doing
your manifest duty."
"Well, if that is the way you see the light, we must enlarge this
house.
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