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Money and Love
The army met this lack of cooperation among the peasants of rounding up youngsters in the villages, giving them some monev, and sending them out individually to the farms to buy a bushel or two of whatever the peasants had. For this, each boy was rewarded with a kroner. It seemed like an easy way to make some extra money, so I went out with the boys.
The man in charge of this was a sergeant and it was his custom to come to our village once a week. He was a lazy man and he'd no sooner get us boys off than he would head for a cafe. The thing he liked about his job was that it got him away from headquarters for the day. He didn't like all the detail connected with it., however. The cashier at the cafe was the prettiest girl— I should say, the next prettiest— girl in town and the sergeant hated to leave her side.
One dav I took mv father's salary and some of the tip monev I'd saved, and rounded up the boys. I spread my capital around and told the boys to go out and do their buying. When the sergeant came that week, he found his work had been done for him. and while it cost a little more than he'd expected, he didn't care. It wasn't his monev.
The next week it cost even more. Law of supply and demand, I explained. Besides, wasn't all the trouble of rounding up bovs and keeping records and such off his hands? Wasn't that worth something?
It certainly was. I was in business with the army.
As the war dragged on. there were fewer marriages, what with most of the young men being drafted into the army and never coming home on leave. Fewer marriages,
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