Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1902-05-12

you"
"How do you know he's gripped me?"
Now, look here. Nelson. do you want
to quit this thing and give it all up?"
mo, motor heavens sake, no! Why,
do you think l have lost it?' said Mel
son almost piteously.
"Well, he's keener about it than you,
and I'll bet you haven't thought it
worth while to thank him."
ITO thank him." he repeated almost
stupidity. for
For keeping you where you are over
night" said Mr.. Craig almost sternly.
The old man gaZed at the minister,
light growing in his eyes.
you're right! Thank God, you're
rightr'
And then he turned quickly away and
went into the stable behind his team.
1t was a minute before he came out.
Over his face there was a trembling
joy.
Cant do anything for you today?"
he asked humbly.
Indeed you just can," said the min
lister, taking his hand and shaking it
very warmly. and then he told him
Slavin's programme and ours.
SANDY is all right till after his race
After that is his time of danger" said
the minister.
"I'll stay with him, SIR" said old Mel
son in the tone of a man taking a cove
nant and Immediately set off for the
coffee tent.
Here comes another recruit for your
corps" said. pointing to Leslie
Graeme, who was coming down the
street at that moment in his light
sleigh.
81 am not so sure. DO you think
you could get him?'
! ! laughed. "You are a good one"
"Well," he replied half detiantly,
sis not this your fight too?"
You make me think so, though l
am bound to say | hardly recognize
myself today. But here goes" And
before | knew it l was describing our
more enthusiastic as he sat in his
sleigh. listening with a quizzical smile
/ didn't quite like.
Hes got you, too," he said. 81 fear
ed SOL
"Well," l laughed, perhaps so. But
want to lick that man Slavin. I've
just seen him, and he's just what Craig
calls him, "a slick son of the devil
Don't be shocked. He says it is Scrip
ture"
Revised version" said Graeme
gravely. while Craig looked a little
abashed.
''What Is assigned me, Mr., Craig?
For I know that this man is simply
your agent"
repudiated the idea, while Mr.. Craig
said nothing.
whats my part" demanded
Graeme.
SWELL" said Mr.. Craig hesitatingly
aof course l would do nothing till
had consulted you, but want a mar
to take my place at the sports. 1 an
referee"
'That's all right" said Graeme, will
an air of relief. II expected something
hard"
"And then 1 thought you would no
mind presiding at the dinner. l want i
to go off WELL"
"Did you notice thatY said Graem
to me. mot bad touch, eh?''
'"That's nothing to the way he touch
ed me. Wait and learn" answered
. while Craig looked quite distressed
. Hell do it, Mr.. Craig, never fear"
said, land any other little duty"
"Now, that's too bad of you. That
all 1 want, honor bright" he replied
: adding as he turned away: "You ar
just in time for a cup of coffee, MI
Graeme. Now L must see Mrs. Mavor.
"Who is Mrs. Mavor?' l demande
of Graeme.
: Mrs. Mavor? The miners guardia
angel"
We put up the horses and set off fc
/. coffee. AS we approached the boot
2 Graeme caught sight of the Punch an
/ Judy show, stood still in amazemeI
and exclaimed:
: "Can the dead liveT
! "Punch and Judy never die" l r.
1 piled solemnly.
j "But the old manipulation is dea
enough, poor old beggar!'
But he left his mantle, as you see.'
He looked at me moment.
: "What? Do you mean YOU
Eyes; that is what do mean"
> "He is great man, that Craig fello1
- truly great man."
b And then he leaned up against trt
and laughed till the tears came.
r 81 say, old boy, don't mind me-"
e gasped, "but do you remember the O
varsity shown
# eyes, you villain, and 1 rememb
It your part in it. l wonder how you ca
l. even at this remote date laugh at it"
For 1 had vivid recollection of ho'
II after "chaste and highly artistic pc
=, Torrance of this medieval play" b;
been given before a distinguished 7