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Updated: May 22, 2025
"He looked upon the city, so frivolous and gay; And, as he heaved a weary sigh, these words he then did say: It's a long way back to Mother's knee, Mother's knee, Mother's knee: It's a long way back to Mother's knee, Where I used to stand and prattle With my teddy-bear and rattle: Oh, those childhood days in Tennessee, They sure look good to me! It's a long, long way, but I'm gonna start to-day!
There is a good deal more trench before we reach the village which forms the head of a salient in the French line. This village is knocked all to pieces. It is a fearful spectacle. We see a Teddy-bear left on what remains of a flight of stairs, a bedstead buried to the knobs in debris, skeletons of birds in a cage hanging under an eave.
Apart from this he had few worries, certainly none serious enough to keep him awake. He was sleeping now, his head on his right arm, a sterilized Teddy-bear clutched firmly in his other hand, with the concentration of one engaged upon a feat at which he is an expert. The door opened slowly. A head insinuated itself into the room, furtively, as if uncertain of its welcome.
They had all noticed the hamper, but supposed it was Avrillia's wash, which the Snimmy's wife always took home on Poppyday. Now it proved to be packed full of a rich and varied picnic luncheon, the sight and aroma of which made even the Brown Teddy-Bear look eager.
He placed the teddy-bear between the two girls. As he watched them, he hated the children for being so dear to him. Either he himself must go under, and drag on an existence he hated, or they must suffer. But he had agreed to spend this holiday with Helena, and meant to do so. As he turned, he saw himself like a ghost cross the mirror. He looked back; he peered at himself.
That was the way he always thought of her, and it slipped on to paper quite naturally. Well, it couldn't be helped now. Grant unhitched early and hurried to his house and the telephone. In a few minutes he had Linder on the line. "Hello, Linder? I want you to go to a store for me and buy a teddy-bear." The chuckle at the other end of the line irritated Grant. Linder had a strange sense of humor.
"He was mighty jolly," said the Brown Teddy-Bear enviously, in his deep, mournful voice; and "Let's go catch him!" cried the Baby, where it sat flat on the bricks, crowing and clapping its hands. "I'll have to get off these togs, then," said the Billiken, who was always fat and cheerful, but seldom spoke.
But the children won't, and they're the only ones that matter." "I'll tell mine," insisted Sara stoutly. "Ah, yes, Sara," said the Teddy-Bear, still more sadly, "but such loyalty as yours is rare. I have but a frail hold upon posterity. The same is true of many of my colleagues the Billiken, for instance, and the Kewp.
It kept them all amused by the happy, ridiculous little sounds it made, giggling and scuttling and fluttering about in the basket. Even the Brown Teddy-Bear smiled once or twice. Toward sundown they reached the Smithy, and Schlorge had soon turned his anvil into an operating table, on which they laid the uncomplaining little sufferer.
After he had eaten a pickle or two and begun to look cheerful, she asked him, tactfully, what he had had so long on his mind. "I'll tell you, Sara," said the Brown Teddy-Bear candidly and mournfully. "I'm so ephemeral." Sara opened her eyes, and looked at him carefully. What new affliction was this? "Do you mean you're sick?" she asked, after a while.
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