The St. Johns herald., 1901-02-16
4d an excuse to cut ais former hOol fellow adrift.

Joe Redbolt picked up the pile of
 coins, counted them deliberately and
 put them in his pocket.
 ''Now, Fred Dewhurst," he said
 huskily. ''we are no longer master and
 man, so that I can say what think" "
 Dewhurst looked rather alarmed, and drew a small silver bell nearer to his side.
 "Oh, don't be frightenedi" said Joe, with smile of astonishment. "Pm not going to thrash you! It wouldn t be fair to nit man your size!"
 NIT. Dewhurst tried 10 sheer, but only looked nightly relieved.
 q want to tell you what I think Of you," said Joe.
 "Go onI" said Dev7hurst, with grin. Seeing that you've had the worst of it all through. I suppose I musn't mind few spiteful words!"
 T want to tell you you're the mean est cad I've met, and if that pcor girl marries you I'm sorry for her!"
 ''In fact, you're so sorry" said Dew hurst, that you'd even marry her yourself! Capital! Anu, now you've said enough, I'll wish you good morning"
 With a mighty effort of self restraint. Joe pulled him elf together, and, resisting the impulse to knock him down, swung out of the room.
 He had lost everything girl he loved and the means of earning his living. He was alone in the world, with no prospect but that of com mencing life again in some counting house, and-then suddenly he re- memhered. Only two nights before he had attended drill at the headquar- ters of his volunteer corps. The men had been asked which of them wished to join the C. I. V. for the front. He thought of the glow that had burnt through his veins, how he had longed to offer himself, and had only been prevented by his feeling of objga- tion to his old friends business. Now he was free!
 That settled it. Old England was in need of help from men such as he. He was as sound as a bell in wind and limb; he had done his turn at volunteering and could shoot mere than a little.
 Within half an hour his name was entered as one of those who were ready for service at the front, and Le was ordered to go before the doctor.
 That gentleman laughed at him.
 ''If we get 1,4O0 men as fit as you are" he said, five shall do weii!"
 Having successfully passed all the tests, and been duly enrolled as one of the city of London imperial vol unteer corps, he felt slightly easier in his mind.
 At last the final moment came. He had attended the service at St. Paul and sung the national anthem until he was hoarse. He had been slapped on the back by hundreds of warm He had even fought his way success fully through a mob of enthusiastic patriots all the way from Bunhill Row to Nine Films, where he was one of the first to arrive.
 There stood the train waiting to 1 take them to Southampton. There. ! too, stood the long-suffering band, and 1 every minute groups of breathless, | excited men in khaki, who had also 1 ought their way through the crowd, rushed onto the platform.
 Of course it was all over. There vas nothing to be done but get into he train and say good-by to old Lon- Ion for months-perhaps forever. )nce more a gloomy sense of loneli- less came upon him. Everybody else lad chum or a relative to sec him ,ff. And then-an angel came from Not quite! But an earth y angel appeared, in the shape of a slight form in long black cloak, who was pushing her way feverishly through the crowd, eagerly scan- ling the faces of the gentlemen in Ihaki."
 Then their eyes met, and in min lte he was clasping in his arms the girl who had refused him month be- fore and in whose presence he had always been so shy that he had never iared to press her hand.
 How had it happened? There seemed | DO need-and certainly no time-for Why had he accepted | her foolish "No" when she never meant him to? She always thought | he would speak to her again. Why | had he been so awkward and brusOue | in the way he had asked her? He l nad given her no chance to say "Yes." And it was only last night she had 1 earned what had happened - from Dewhurst's own ips-and she had | cried all night at the mischief she had l done, and would he forgive herP And i did he care for her little bit?
 "Take your seats, there" roHred an ! officer.
 It was not the time for mock mod esty. With her arms round his neck ] and tear-stained cheeks pressed to ] his, she promised to wait for him.
 "God bless youi" he whispered.
 "And God bring you back to mel" i she answered.
 And then, with cheers and whistles. l and the band playing God Save the | Queen" and men shouting and laugh ing and crying, the train moved out, 1 and the City's Own were en route for the front.-Black and White.
 Baked Bean Soup.
 To one quart baked beans ada one quart water, two slices of onion and : stalk of celery Simmer 30 minutes. :.