fhe War is OverThis fact is already known to all our readers but the fact is of such importance that the statement will bear repeating. When the news was flashed over the wires^that actual warfare had ceased, the heart of many a mother overflowed with joy and thanksgiving for thedelivery of her son from the ravages of the Hun bullets.The war is over, but it will be many months before the return movement of the boys will commence, and it may boa year or two before all of them will be returned to their homes as they will be needed over there to guard the territory that has been surrendered to the allies and for reconstruction worK. But the danger from hostile bullets is over, and for that reason the separation can be borne with comparative fortitude.But for the mothers whose boys sleep the sleep eternal on the battle fields of Europe the home comingof the boys will be a sad occasion. These mothers are entitled to and should receive every consideration of the people of the community in which they live, and to every material claim they have on the government of the United States.Taylor county and New Market were fortunate in losing few men, the total deaths in the county not exceeding a dozen, but Page, Montgomery, Adams and Madison counties have had enormous losses and in these counties there are many hearts bleeding for loved ones lost. But the great good resulting to the whole world from the success of the war ought to b ring consolation to these sorrowing ones.The war is over, praise the Lord, and may none of this generationever live to see another one.Our Hat is OffSaturday while the writer was upon the streets of Shenandoah, we saw a sight which tempted us to take off our hat and stand at attention while the lad was passing by. The lad, a young man from Farragut by the name of Roberts, had recently been invalided home from across the waters. He came walking down the street in his uni-for, but the left arm was gone to the elbow. The sleeve was neatly tucked up and the fellow was marching along as straight as a rod. Asked about the events in which we were all interested, he refused to say a word. Asked how he liked army life and this was hisreply;: “1 left my left arm inFrance. If Uncle Sam will fix my arm so that I can hold a gun, I will go back tomorrwow morning”. It was. indeed a sad sight to gaze upon, and yet, it made one’s blood run warm with a feeling uf pride and patriotism as we watched Roberts come down the street with ti e left sleeve of his uniform neatly tucked up so that the loss of the arm was hardly noticeable,—Elliott Graphic.