Worship . . .

the second freedom for which they fought . . . all creeds, all faiths, exercising their inalienable right for the practice of it . . . wherever they could . . . wherever they could . . . their God they carried with them as they went . . . in their own hearts and in their democracy!

 

The majestic tones and peals from an organ console sometimes did provide the coloring, the frame of mind for prayers they said, for acts of grace which they performed. More often, though, the setting was the sighing of a breeze through limbs of trees where buds had not yet burgeoned and in the far background--remote but not removed--the dull roar of a battle which seemed never to be done.