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CTTAPTEn I . ttvin with hi father on
it tmall, b.idlv manjgetl ran-h. David
i:liln hs reached tlm R of e!ihten
with few educational advantages. An r
cldent to the auto In which Dr. Hardy,
mlnent eastern phynirlnn, and hit dsnifch
r Irene, are tnurlns the country, hrltes
new element Into Ma life. Dr. Hardy's
leg ts broken, and he I necemarily con
fined to his bed. Friendship, and aome
thtnir more, develops between Irene and
David.
C:.rTrn It-Irons greatly enjoys the
urn onventioiml freedom of runch life, and
her acquaintanceship with David ripens
into affection. On Dr H'iv s rer"vrry
the vouna; people part, with the under-
:tandlnqr that David will feek to Improve
ins position In life and they will meet
,0VJLrI InT
nothing hut the few bare acres of ths
rancn, the enter man navm? innnnn
lis del'ts paid. Da Id goes to the nearest
town, determined to keep his twomlae to
Irene bv acquiring an education ami making-
himself worthy of her. He secures the
first work offered, driving a team for a
coal dealer, and meets a man named Con
ward, about his own age, by whom ha Is
Tied Into dissipation.
"""Early next morning he was awake
nd astir. The recollection of hlsdoss
sent a sudden pang through his morn
ing spirits, but he tried to close his
mind to it
I "No use worryln' over that," he said,
Jingling the few coins that now rep
resented his wealth. "That's over and
gone. I traded sixty dollars for my
first lesson. Maybe It was a bad trade,
t)ut anyway I ain't goln to squeal."
He whistled as he finished dressing,
ate his breakfast cheerfully, and set
cut In search of employment.
Almost the first person he met was
the stranger who had schooled him In
the gambling game the night before.
'There was something attractive about
Jhts personality; something which in
cited friendship anil even confidence,
nnd yet beneath these emotions Dave
felt a sense of distrust, as though part
of his nature rebelled against the ac
quaintanceship.
v "Tl'!,i whs the rottc
Ti act last ntgnt,"' the str
rottenest luck you
ranger was say
Ing. "I never saw the beat of It. I
was hopln' you'd stay and raise him
next time; you might have got your
money back that way."
"Oh, I don't mind the money!" said
Dave, cheerfully. "I don't want It
back. In fact, I figure It was pretty
.well spent." - c"
W "X6fs more where It came from,
eh?" laughed the other. "You're from
the ranches, I see, and I suppose the
price of a steer or two doesn't worry
;you a hair's worth."
"From Is right," Dave replied. "I'm
from them, an' I ain't goln' back. As
for money well, I spent my last nickel
for breakfast, so I've got to line up a
Job before noon."
The stranger extended hla hand.
"Shake," he said. "I like you. You're
no squealer, anyway. My name Is Con
ward. Yours?"
Dave told his name and shook
hands. Conward offered his cigarette
box, and the two smoked for a few
moments In silence.
"What kind of a job do yon want?"
Conward asked at length.
"Any kind that pays a wage" said
Dave.
'1 know the fellow that runs an
-employment agency down here," Con
ward answered. "Let's go down. Per
haps I can put you In right."
Conward spoke to the manager of
-(he employment agency and Intro
duced Dave. ,
"Nothing very choice on tap today,"
said the employment man. "You can
handle horses, I suppose?"
"I guess I can," said Dave, "some."
"I can place you delivering coal.
Thirty dollars a month, and you board
with the bosg."
"I'll take it." said Dave.
, The boss proved to be one Thoraa9
letford. lie owned half a dozen
teams and was engaged in the cartage
business, specializing on coal. He was
a man of big frame, big head, and a
vocabulary appropriate to the pur-
ficrses to which he applied It. Among
his other possessions were a wife, nu
merous children and a house nnd barn.
In which he boarded his beasts of bur
den, Including in the term his horses,
his men and his wife, In the order of
their valuation. The children were a
by-product, valueless until such time
as they also would be able to work.
Dave's duties were simple enough.
He had to drive a wagon to a coal
yard, where a very superior young
" man, with a collar, would express sur
prise that he had been so long gone,
and tell hi in to back In under chute
number so-and-so. It appeared to be
always a matter of great distress to
this young man that Dave did not
know which chute to back under until
tie was told. Having backed Into po
sition a door was opened. There was
a fiction that the coal In the bin should
then run Into the wagon box, but, as
Dave at once discovered, this was
merely a fiction. Asiae rrom iew
accommodating lumps near the door
the coal had to be shoveled. Then
Dave had to drive to an address that
was given him, shovel the coal down
a chute located in the most Inacces
sible position the premises afforded,
and return to the coalyard, where the
young man with the collar would face
tiously inquire whether Mrs. Wank
had Invited him In to afternoon tea,
or If he hud been waiting for a change
In the weather.
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TTla work and supper wore over by
seven o'clock each evening, find now
was the opportunity for Mm to begin
the schooling for which he had 'eft
the rnnoh. But lie developed - sud
den disinclination to make the start ;
he was tired In the evening, nnd 1
found It much more to his liking to
stroll downtown, smoke clgsi-.'es on
l the streel corners, or engage In nn
orcaslonnl game of pool. In this way
(he we(ks wpnt ,y an,i w n,,n nl,
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month with . tford was up he bad
neglected to find another position, so
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he Continued Where J Was. lie was
Denj, grmi,lnHy nn,j unconsciously
I submerged In an Inertia which, how-
much 't might hate Its present
Surroundings,
had not the spirit to
gcpj B
more favorable environment.
So the Tall and winter drifted along;
Dave had made few acquaintances and
no friends, If we except Conward,
whom he frequently met In the pool
rooms and for whom he bad developed
a sort of attachment.
One Saturday evening, as Dave was
on his way to their accustomed resort.
he fell In with Conwaid on the street
"Hello, old man!" said Conward
cheerily. "I was Just looking for you.
Got two tickets for the show tonight
Some swell dames In the chorus.
Come along. There'll be doings.
There were two theaters In the
town, one of which played to the bet
ter-class residents. In It anything of
a risque nature had to be presented
with certain trimmings which allowed
it to be classified ns "art," but In the
other house no such restrictions ex
isted. It was to the latter that Con
ward led. Dave had been there be
fore. In the cheap upper gallery, but
Conward's tickets admitted to the best
seats In the house.
It was an entirely new experience.
From the upper gallery the actors
and actresses always seemed more or
Jess Impersonal and abstract, but here
they were living, palpitating human
beings, almost within hand-reach, cer
tainly within eye-reach. Dave found
himself regarding the young woman
Immediately before him ; all In white
phe was, with some scintillating mate
rial that sparkled In the glare of the
spotlight; then suddenly she was Jj,
orange, and pink, and purple, and
mauve, and back again in white. And
although she performed the various
steps with smiling abandon there was
in her dress and manner a modesty
which fascinated the boy with a sub
tlety which a more reckless appear
ance would have at once defeated.
And then Dave looked In her face.
It was a pretty face, notwithstanding
its grease paint, and it smiled right
Into his eyes. His heart. thumped be
tween his shoulders as though It would
drive all the air from his lungs. She
smiled at him for him! Now they
were away again; there were gyra
tlons about the stage.
Then there was a sudden break
away In the dance, and the girl dls
appenred behind a forest. Dave sup
posed she had gone to rest; dancing
like .that must be hard on the wind,
He found little to Interest hlnTnow In
what was going on on the stage. It
seemed 'rather foolish. He wished the
gfrl behind the forest would come
down and rest there. Then she could
see the show herself. Then she could
there was a whir from the for
est, and the girl reappeared, this time
all In red, right before him. And then
she looked down and smiled agnln at
hlra. And he smiled back. And then
he looked at Conward nnd saw him
smiling too. And then he felt a very
distressing uncertainty, which brought
the color slowly to , his face. He re
solved to say nothing, but watch. And
his observations convinced him that
the smiles had been for Conward, not
for him. And then he lost Interest In
the play.
They hustled Into their overcoats to
.the playing of the national anthem.
"Hurry!" said Conward. "Let's get
1 out quick I Ain't she some darnel
There through the side exit the
stage door Is that way. She promised
"Eating's Poor Business When There's
a Thirst to Be Quenched," Said One
of the Girls.
to have her chum with her. They'll
be waiting If we don't hurry."
Conward steered him to the Mage
entrance, where a little group was al
ready congregated. In n moment the
girl appeared, handsomely dressed In
furs. With her was another girl, also
from the chorus, but Dave could no
recall her part, lie was suddeni;.
aware of being Introduced.
This Is my friend Helton." Con
ward was saying.
Dave was nbout to correct him when
Conward mnnnged to whlsptr:
Whist ! Yt.ur singe name. MlncV
Kdwnrd. Don't forget."
Conward took the first girl by the
ami, n lid Dave found fhlmselr follow
ing rapidly with the other. They cut
through certain side streets, up n stair
way, and into a dark hall. A door
opened. Conward pressed a button,
and they found themselves In a small
1 ut comfortably furnished room evi
dently bachelor apartments.
girls threw off their wraps nnd
sauntered about the place, while Con
ward started n gas grate and put some
water to boll.
"Sorry I've nothing for you to eat,"
he said, "but I've some good medicine
for the thirst."
"Eating's poor business when there"?
a thirst to be quenched, said one ot
the girls with a yawn. "And, bollovt
me. I've a long. otic."
The glasses were filled nnd raised.
"Ho!" said Conward.
"Here's looking!" said one of tin
girls.
Dnve hesitated, but the other girl
clinked her glass against bis. "IlereV
looking at you." she said, r.nd she np
peared to lay special emphasis onHln
last two words. Certainly her eye?
were on Dave's as she raised her gins
to her lips. And under the spell o'
those eyes he raised his glass uno
drained it.
Other glasses were filled an
drained. The t three were chattering
away, but Dave was but vaguely con
scious of their talk and could weavt
no connected meaning Into It. lib
head was buzzing with a pleasant
dreamy sensation. A very gratefu
warmth surrounded him, and with I
came a disposition to go to sleep. Ht
probably would have gone to sleep hai
his eye not fallen on a picture on th
wall. It was a picture of a girl point
Ing her finger nt him. ... No girl
could point her finger nt him. lb
arose and made a lunge across th
room. He missed her, nnd with tllffl-
cult retraced his steps to the table
to make a tresn start.
"She's makln' fun of me," ho said,
"an' I don't stand for tlirit. Nobody
can do that with me. Nobody 6ee?
I don't 'low It."
"Oh, you don't?" laughed one of the
girls, running Into a corner nnj point
ing her finger at him. "You don't
H turned hjbs attention to her
steadying himself very carefully be
fore he attempted an advance. Then
with wide-stretched arms, he bor
had her almost within reach she dart
ed along the edge of the room. He
attempted a sudden change In direc
tion, which ended disastrously, and he
found himself very much sprawled out
upon the floor. He was aware of
laughter, but what cared he? He was
disposed to sleep. What better place
to sleep than this? What better time
to sleep than this? In a moment he
was-dost to all consciousness.
It was later In the night when he
felt himself being dragged Into a sit
ting posture. "Where am I?" he said
blinking at the light. He rose uncer
tainly to his feet and stared about the
room In returning consciousness,
"Where's the girls?" he asked
"Gone," said Conward sulkily
"Couldn't expect 'em to stick around
all night to say goodby, could you
and you sleeping off your drunk?'
Dave raised his hand to his head,
A sense of disgrace waa already upon
him. Then he suddenly turned In an
J ger on Conward. "You put this up on
"You Made a Fool of Me. I've a Mind
to Bash Your Skull In for You."
me," be cried. "You made a fool of
me. I've a mind to bash your skull In
for you.
"Don't be silly," Conward retorted.
"I didn't enjoy It any more than you
did Introducing you as my friend
and then have you go out like that,
Why didn't you tip me? I didn't know
It would put you to sleep."
"Neli her did I." said Dave.
"Well, the next thing U to get you
home. . Can you walk?"
"Sure."
Dave started for the door, but his
course suddenly veered and he found
himself leaning over a chair. Conward
bellied him Into his overcoat, and half
led, half shoved him to his boarding
house.
CHAPTER IV.
Elden awoke Sunduy morning with
a prodigious thirst, which Ire slaked
at the wnter pitcher. It was the prac
tice of M?t ford's gun? to select one of
their number to care for nil the horse
on Sundays while the others enloyed
the luxury of their one day of lelsun
Iu consequence of. thi-j custom the
room was still full of snoring slcepcra
nnd the air was very close nnd foul
Dave sut down by the little table
that frouted the open window nnd
rested bis h,.,,,! his hands, lie was
recalling, viih considerable effort, the
events of the previous night; piecing
them ("Ketlier In Impossible ways; re
nssoiiiiiu Hi,. in until they offered some
seqticii.-,.. T. (inter he bad felt
toward Conwnrd had subsided, but the
ting of slmme rankled In his heart.
Fool!" u. Knld to himself. And be-
Htjse he could think of no more spe
cific expression to suit bis feelings,
and because expression of any kind
irought a sort of relief. He kept on
repeating the word, "Fool! fool!
fool!" And as bis self-condemnation
gradually won h'm back to a sense of
torspcctlve he became aware of the
lunger of his position, lie had left
his ranch home to better himself, to
earn things, to rise to lie somebody.
He had worked harder than ever he-
ore, t more disagreeable employ-
nent; he hud lived In conditions that
were almost nauseating and what
had he learned? That you can't beat
a card man nt his own game, price
sixty dollars, nnd that the gallery
seats are cheaper and sometimes Bafer
than the orchestra.
Then nil of n sudden he thought of
Reenle. He had not thought of her
much of late; he had been so busy
In the days and so tired at nights that
he had not thought of her much. Now
she hurst upon him again with all that
beauty and charm which had so mag
netized him In those glad, golden days,
and the frank cleanness of her girl
hood made him disgusted and
ashamed. It was to fit himself for her
that he had come to town, and what
sort of mess wns he making of It?
He was going down Instead of up. He
had squandered his little money, and
now he was squandering his life. He
had been drunk. ...
Dave's nature was one In which
emotions were accelerated with their
own Intensity. And the sudden man
ner In which Iteeule had now Invaded
his consciousness Intensified the black
ness In which he was submerged, as
lightning darkens the storm. . . .
He saw her on that last night, with
the moonlight wooing her white face,
until hjs own body had eclipsed It In
a warmer passion, and he heard her
words, "I know you nre true and.
clean." r ? .
TrilO nnil elpun "Yna ttinnb fJnl
I fliii stfil that !" he cried, springing
suddenly to his feet and commencing
to dress. "I've been spattered, but
nothing that won't wash off. Per
haps" and he stopped as the great
thought struck him "perhaps It was
the luckiest thing In the world thnt
the booze did put me out -last night
. . It'll wash off."
Fortunate fate, or whatever good
angel It Is that sometimes drops un
expected favors, designed that young
Elden should the following day deliver
coal at the home of Mr. Melvln Dun
can. Mr. Duncan, tall, quiet and forty-
five, was at work In his garden as
Dave turned the team In the lane and
backed them up the long,' narrow drive
connecting with the family coal chute.
As the heavy wagon moved straight
to Its objective Mr. Duncan looked on
with approval that heightened Into
admiration. Dave shoveled his loud,
without remark, but as he stood for
a moment at the finish, wiping the
stfeat from his coal-grimed face, Mr.
Duncan engaged him In convolution.
You handle a team like you were
born to It." he said. "Where did you
get the knack?"
"Well, I came up on a ranch," said
Dave. "I've lived with horses ever
since I could remember."
"You're a rancher, eh?" queried the
older man. "Well, there's nothing like
the range and the open country. If 1
could handle horses like you there
Isn't anything would hold me In town."
"Oh, I dou't know," Dave answered.
"You might get sick of It."
"Did you get sick of It?" ,
Elden shot a keen glance at him.
The conversation was becoming per
sonal. Yet there was In Mr. Duncan's
manner a certain kindliness, a certain
appeal of sincere personality, that dis
armed suspicion.
"Yes. I got sick of It." he said. "I
lived on that ranch eighteen years
and never was Inside school or church.
Wouldn't that make you sick? . .- .
So 1 beat It for town."
"And I suppose you are attending
church regularly now, and night
school, too?"
Dave's quick temper fired up In re
sentment, but again the kindliness of
the man's manner disarmed him. He
was silent for a moment, and then he
said:
"No, I ain't. That's what makes me
sick now. I came In here lntendin' to
get an education, an' I've never got
even a start at It, excep' for some
things perhaps wasn't worth the
money. There always seems to be
somethln' else In ahead."
"There always will be." said Mr.
Duncan, "until you start."
"But how's It to be done?" Dave
questioned with returning Interest.
Schools an' books cost money, au' I
uever save a dollar.' ,
"And never will," said Mr. Duncan,
"until you start. ' Itul I think I see a
plan that might help, and if It up pea H
to you it will also be a great conveu
unce to me. My wife likes to go drlv
ing Sundays, and sometimes on a
weekday evening, but I Lav so many
tilings on baud I find it hard to get
nut with her. My daughter used to
Jrlve, but these new-fangled automo
tilles are turning the world upside
iown nud maBy a buggy with It
Well as I saw you driving in here I
aid to myself, 'There's the man for
. tat Job of mine, if 1 can get him;
it I'm n u rich and 1 coulJu't pa;
yon regular wages.' Put If I could
square the account by helping with
yt.ur studies n couple of nights a
week I used to teach school and
haven't altogether forgotten why,
thnt would be Just what 1 want. Wluit
do you siiy?"
"I never saw anything on four feet
I couldn't drive," said Dave, "an' If
you're willing to tnke a chance I am.
When do we start?"
"First lesson tonight. Second les
son Thursday night. First drive Sun
day." Mr, Duncan did not explain
that he wanted to know the boy better
tiefore the drives commenced, and he
felt that two nights together would
satisfy him whether he had found the
right man.
Dave hurried back to the conlyard
nnd completed the day's work In high
spirits. It seemed he was at last
started on u road that might lend
somewhere. After supper he sur
prised his fellow laborers by changing
to his Sunday clothes anil starting
down a strovt leading Into the residen
tial part of the town. There were
speculations that he had "seen a
skirt."
Mr. Duncan met him nt the door nnd
showed him Into the llvlrtg room.
Mrs. Duncnn, plump, motherly, lov
able In the mature womanliness of
forty, greeted him cordially. She was
sorry Kdlth was out ; Edith had a ten
nis engagement. She was apparently
deeply Interested In the young man
who was to be her coachman. Dave
had never been In a home like this,
and his eyes, unaccustomed to com
fortable furnishings, nppralsed them
ns luxury. He soon found himself talk
ing with Mrs. J)uncnn about horses,
and then about his old life on the
ranch, nnd then about coming to town.
Almost before he knew It he had told
her about Heenle Hardy, but he had
checked lilnisclf In time. And Mrs.
Duncnn had noticed It, without com
ment, nnd realized thnt her guest was
not u boy but a man.
Then Mr. Duncan talked about gar
dening, nnd from that to Dave's skill
In backing his team to the coal chute,
and from that to coal Itself. Dave had
shoveled coal ell winter, but he had
not thought about coal except as
something to be shoveled and lli cy
cle J. And as Jjr4 punenja explained
to mm the wonderful provisions of nn
lure now sue nati mo
tin
coa
world's supply of timber for fuel
should be hearing exhaustion, and as
he told of the Immeasurable wealth of
this great new hind In coal resources.
and of how the wheels of the world,
traffic and Industry and science, even,
were dependent upon coal and the
man who handled the coal, Dave felt
his breast rising with a sense of the
dignity of his calling. He had had to
do with this wonderful substance all
winter, and-not until tonight had It
fired the divine spark of his Imagina
tion. The time ticked on, and although
he, was eager to be at work he almost
dreaded the moment when Mr. Duncan
should mention his lesson. But be
fore that moment came (here was a
ripple of laughter at the door, and a
girl In tennis costume and a young
man a little older than Dnve entered.
"Edith," said Mrs. Duncan.
Dave arose and shook hands. Then
Mr. Allan Forsyth was Introduced.
Mr. Forsyth shook hands heartily, but
Dave was conscious of being caught In
one quick glance which embraced him
from head to heel. . And the glance
was satisfied self-satisfied. It was
such a glance as Dave might five a
horse when he would any, "A good
horse, but I can handle hi in." It was
evident from that glance that Forsyth
had no fear of rivalry from that quar
ter. And having no fear he could af
ford to be friendly.
Dnve had no distinct remembrance
of what happened Just after that, but
he was conscious of an overwhelming
desire to hear Miss Duncan sing. How
-yc. if t
How Like Reenle She Wail
like Reenle she was! And Just as he
was beginning to think Mr. Duncan
must surely have forgotten his lesson
be heard her asking him If she should
sing. And then he saw Forsyth at the
piano why couldn't he leave her to
do It herself, the butt-In? and then
he heard her fine, silvery voice rising
In the notes of that song about the
land where the sun should never go
down. . . . And suddenly he knew
how lonely, how terribly, terribly
lonely he was. And he sat with head
bowed, thut they might not know. .
And then there were other songs,
and at last Mrs. Duncan, who bad
slipped away unnoticed; returned with
a silver, teapot and cups of delicate
china, Slid mndwiches and cake,-and
they s.i about and ate and drank and
talked and laughed. And when he
looked at his watch It was eleven
oYloi k !
"L cues we didn't gvt any lesson
reti away in the
mscovereu lands billions of tons of
i. homing tiiein in reserve until the
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tonight," he snhl as he shook hand r
with Mr. Duncan at the sidewalk.
"I am not so sure," replied his tutovi.
"The first thing for yon to leRrn 1
that nil learning does not come from
books. A good listener can learn
much as n good reader If be listen
to the right kind of people." And as
Dave walked home the thought deep
ened In him that It really had been tv
lesson, and that sir. Duncan had ln
tended It that way. And he wonderetl
what remarkable fortune had been his
The air was full of the perfume of
balm o' (illead. and his feet were light,
with the Joy of youth. And be thought
much of Edith and of Itccnie Hardy.
In subsequent lessons Dave was rap
idly Initiated Into many matters be
sides parlor manners and conversa
tlnn. Mr, Duncan placed the first and
grentest emphasis upon learning to
write nnd to write well. They had.
many philosophic discussions, In which
the elder man sought to lead the
younger to the acceptance of truths
that would not fall him In the strain
of nfier life, and when a conclusion,
had been agreed upon it was Mr. Dun
enn's habit to embody It In a copy for
Dave's writing lesson.
As soon ns Dave had learned to read
a little Mr. Duncan took him one day
to the public library, nnd the young
man groped In amazement up and
down the great rows of books. Pres
ently a strange sense of Inadequate
ness came over him. "I can never
read nil of those books, nor half ot
l hem," he said. "I suppose one must 1
read them in order to, be well to
formed." Mr. Duncan appeared to change the
subject. "You like fruit?" he asked.
"Yes, of course. Why "
"When you go Into a fruit store
you stand and say, 'I can never eat
all of that fruit, crates and crate of
It, and carloads more In the ware
house?' Of course you don't You,
cat enough for the good of your sys
tem and let It go at that. Now Just
apply the same sense to your reading.
Head as much as you can think about,
and no more. The trouble with many
of our people Is that they do not read
to think but to. wive themselves the
(foyVle of thinking. The mind, left to
Itself, insists upon activity, so tny
chloroform It." m ,
Dave's talks with Mr. Duncan b?w
came almost nightly occurrences, ei
ther1 at Hie, Duncan home or wb.ca b
drove the family for the master oC
the house often accompanied them
or when they met ejowntown, at fre
quently happened. , And the boy waa
not slow to realize the broad nature
of the task to which Mr. Duncan had
set himself. His education was to be
mint or every unowieoge ana- experi
ence that could go Into the rounding-
of n well-developed life.
The climax seemed to be reached.
when Mr. Duncan Invited Duve to ac
company him to a dinner at which ex
noted thinker, Just crossing the con
tinent, had consented to speak.
"It wl'l be evening dress," said Mr-
Duncan. "I suppose you are hardly
fitted out that way?"
'I guess not," said Dave, smiling
broadly. He recalled the half-humor
ous sarcasm with which the Metford.
gang referred to any who might
seen abroad In their "Hereford
fronts." He had a sudden vision Ot
himself running the gantlet of their
ridicule.
But Mr. Duncan was continuing.
"I think I can fix you up," he latd.
"We must be pretty nearly of eta,
and I have a spare suit." And almost
before he knew It It was arranged that
Dave should attend the dinner.
It was an eventful night for him.
His shyness soon wore off, for daring
thefe months he had been learning to
accept any new experience gladly.
And as he sut among this corupemy
if tha h.ir nilniln nf tho tnwn h ftdt
that a new world was opetdng betoro
him. Ills good clothes seemed to work,
up In some way through his subcon
sciousness and give him a sense of ca
pability. He was In the mental at-
rnosphete of meu who did things, and
by conforming to their customs h
bad brought his mind into harmony
with theirs, so thut It could receive
suggestions, uud who knowb? return
suggestions. And he wus made to
ihiuk, think, think.
(Continued in Next Issue)
Ol'R FORGOTTEN SOLDIERS
Suppose you had served your coun
try as a soldier and managed to come
out of it all without a scratch from
German artillery and snipers and ma
chine guns and bayonets, but with
something more than a scratch on your
lungs;
and suppose they were going to
send you to the Kadison Inn at Min
neapolis to see if the United States
Public Health Service could patch up
your lungs and restore you to self
supporting activity;
and suppose thirty odd property
owners in an exclusive residential dis
trict adjacent to the Radisson Inn set
themselves up as a committee of con
scienceless objectors, held an indigna
tion meeting and telegraphed the
surgeon-general protesting. agtu'nt
leasing the Inn for a sanitarium fot
tubercular ex-soldiers;
and suppose thinks like this hap
pened in many other places over the
United States and you got the idea
that nobody wanted you and your de
fective lungs around;
and suppose your lungs did get
well and another war broke out;
you'd feel like rushing off to the
nearest recruiting office, wouldn't
you? Life.
TEACHERS' EXAMINATION
Regular teachers examinations will
be held at the court house March 20.
OPAL RUSSELL,
30-33 County Superintendent,
The golden rule was invented for
others.