Omaha daily bee., 1902-03-02
CHAPTER Nv.
The Passion of Friendshfp.

OF1AE I'M lNs
The Passion of F~riendship.
II is but little wonder that John Glen
donwyn felt himself ill-used by fate and
generally at strife with the world as he
walked away from the manse Of Kilgour.
He was a generous lad and owned readily
IN any company that Veronica was a hun
dred times too good for him. But she never
could let either well or i'll alone, which
last John Glendonwyn was all too ready to
do. Then IT, Vera liked him, as she said
she did, she always liked him to be some
thing else than what he was. Whereas the
young mans mind was all too apt to dwell
on a cheek Of clear ~lily-white that turned
20 the delicate hue or the rose-leaf at his
approach. and lips that never .lectured or
sermonized him either upon sins Of omis-
sion or commission.
So 1t was with something very like a
\ sigh that John Glendonwyn turned out OF
the main street of the town into a parallel
road, scantily and irregularly lined with
houses, at the top Of which stood the
academy Of Kiizour.
John Glendonwyn's friend and former
rector, upon whom he was now proceeding
70 call, was one Henry Colstoun, a man
whose name and fame will never be for
gotten in Kilgour while fire burns and
water runs.
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~ John had grown to be Of the closest and
warmest kind, as was indeed the case with
most of the ~rector's pupils. When John
went to the university It astonished him
to hnd how little he had to learn so far
as the classics we're concerned. and how
his college exercises and examinations were
mere child's play in comparison with those
to which Mr.. Colstoun had accustomed
him. But the teacher had accomplished
far more for the lad than teaching him
the use Of his tools. He had made litera-
ture TO live for him.
30 1t was natural enough that John
Glendonwyn should devote one Of his first
mornings ct home during the Christmas
recess to his friend, the rector. With
hands in his pockets, therefore, he turned
up the long slope Of Gotham street, at the
top Of which the little academy Of Kill
gour was Situated.
There was still q slight contraction be-
tween the eyes. the result OF his interview
with Veronica. but as he neared the acad-
envy that also cleared away and he began
to hum a tune. The boys heart leaped
strangely within him. There on the roof
was the bell which he had so often pulled
thrice a day during the last years of his
pupilship. For with all his strictness Of
discipline Henry Colstoun had so won upon
the lad that, perhaps because he felt him
self neglected at home, he had begged to
be allowed to do any Office for the man
whom he loved and honored.
Yet why did this friend Of Henry Col
stoun's turn aside from that foot-battered
door, by opening which he might have
found himself clasping his masters hand in
another ten seconds7 Why did he so sud
denly drop into q listless stroll which
kearried him Just the length of the boys
q nIav0r0rUd and haGE a0afn9 Whv lid ha
regard with such mighty assumption Of
indifference the long slide or "sloy." gleam-
ing black among the white and trampled
snow, and regard with such interest the
broken ramparts where the hrst-class boys
had entrenched themselves and flown their
nag in defiance Of the rest Of the school?
To the returned bachelor Of arts all this
was doubtless most interesting, but what
induced this dignihed collegian, matriculste
And graduate OF King James college to
examine with such interest the windows OF
the infant department? The pupils therein
assembled had been but babes in arms when
John left the academy Of Kilgour.
But stay. Is not a slim figure in severesi
black bending over a bunch Of children
whose simple literature is confined to
words OF one syllableG
Presently. however. as John passed the
window Of the infant school for the third
time, he saw the bending figure In blacl
standing erect and revealing a single
Gretchen braid Of fair hair tied with a pale
blue ribbon, a deeorous bow Of the same
being pinned under a girlish throat. And
perhaps at sight Of the tall figure through
the window, an answering pink nuttereC
out upon a pair Of cheeks a little pale with
q school rooms confinement and overmucl
labor with children.
But at Johns next turn he saw only the
girls Gretchen pigtail and the accurately
tied blue bow, pendant almost at her waist
But the pretty shoulders were definitely
squared for duty, and with q sigh the younl
man turned away towar the main dool
Of the academy. Friendship is one OF thu
noblest passions OF which the human bosom
Is capable. so John decided that he would
go and see his friend and benefactor. Henr,
Colstoun.
As he opened the door Of the ~classlea
department he held II a minute on the jar
enjoying the momentary spasm whicl
came over him with the thought that h
was fure. Fror he could see the first Latil
class toeing the well-remembered chall
line.
Henry Colstoun was striding up and dow
along the front OF his class as Of old. usln
sis desk as a kind of pivot
what. John Glendonwyn! ANY new
from the old South Brig?" he cried. "Ar
ySu going 20 bring back all the prizes wit
you this year2"
As the words were being spoken job
3%as shaking his old master by the han
ismid the hushed awe OF the school. OF al
privileges Of being rown-up this SCENE
70 them the greatest. To laugh. even 1
Joke with Mr.. colstoun. standing easily IN
while with one foot an the step of his des
-whas earthly pleasure could surpass that
The school held it's breath while job
and the rector discoursed OF high matters
who had got which bursary, what he wa
likely to do IN hts classes, which class
NySnthors Dunbar and Hasseltine were takin
Np this year.
Then came questions as to what be wa
doing and going to do Had he thougl
any more earnestly about his call 10 a
minlntryf II 90. ought he not 10 try