Rena I Halsey – författare

Yes, it was Grace, who, in her sprightliest manner, her face aglow from the invigorating breezes of an April afternoon, called out, "e;Ah there, girls! How are you? Oh, my lucky star must have guided me, for I have something thrilling to tell you!"e; As she spoke the girl guided the car to the curb, and the next moment, with an airy spring, had landed on the ground at their side. With a sudden movement the uniformed figure clicked her heels together and bent stiffly forward as her arm swung up, while her forefinger grazed her forehead in a military salute. "e;I salute you, comrades,"e; she said with grave formality, "e;at your service as a member of the Motor Corps of America. "e;Yes, girls,"e; she shrilled joyously, forgetting her assumed role in her eagerness to tell her news, "e;I'm on the job, for I'm to see active service for the United States government. I've just returned from an infantry drill of the Motor Corps at Central Park, New York. "e;No, I'll be honest,"e; she added laughingly, in answer to the look of amazed inquiry on the faces of her companions, "e;and 'fess' that I didn't have the pleasure of drilling in public, for I'm a raw recruit as yet.