“Well, old girl, we’ve done it!” he exclaimed.
“Declared war,” he announced, as though in some way he had been personally concerned in the act. “Guess that will make the Huns rub their eyes.”
“You bet! Fritzie waited a little too long with his apologies that last time.”
In the succeeding days Carter followed the nation’s preparations for the task ahead with a feeling of reflected glory. His favorite phrase was: “We’re going at it man-fashion.”
He was keen for conscription and liked to speak of a possible army of two million. When the First Liberty Loan came along he subscribed for a thousand dollars. He would have taken more, but he found that his personal expenses had taken in the last few months a decided jump. It was costing him more than twice as much to maintain his new house as it had his old. Besides that, Ben’s expenses at college were a considerable item. His car, too, was costing more than he had anticipated, and he had added unconsciously a lot to his everyday expenditures. He was smoking better cigars, eating better lunches and wearing better clothes. At the same time each one of these items was costing more. However, his new position in a way called for these things, and, besides, he was entitled to them. He had worked hard for them and they were the fair reward of attainment.
Carter had hoped to do better on the Second Liberty Loan, but when the time came he found it difficult to take out even another thousand. He rather resented the way Newell, the overzealous member of the local committee, harried him about it. When Newell suggested that he double the amount the man was presuming to know Carter’s circumstances better than he himself knew them.
“I’m capable of deciding my investments for myself.”
In the interval between the two loans both the servants had asked for an increase in wages, and Carter had been forced to pay it or see them go. Kitty had suggested that she be allowed to get along with one and undertake some of the housework herself, but he had set his foot down on that.
“You’ve had your share of housework, little woman,” he said. “It’s time you took a rest and enjoyed yourself.”
But the servants were not the only ones who held Carter up. The grocer, the butcher and the iceman all conspired against him. When the Government began to take control under Hoover and fix prices for some of the essentials Carter was outspoken in his approval.