Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1902-08-18

Nf5NoOas possible. PERSUASION Is lOSL
S&&ESJ upon him. He will not get
angry, and he looks at one with such
PARKWAY expression in his face that in
striving to persuade him one feels
earthly and even fiendish. At least
this was my experience with Craig.
He spent a week with me just before
he sailed for the old land for the pur-
pose, as he said, of getting some of the
coal dust and other CRIME out of him.
He made me angry the last night of
his stay and all the more that he re-
manned quite sweetly unmoved. 1t
was a strategic mistake of mine to tell
him how Nelson came home to us and
how Graeme stood up before the var
slty chaps at my supper and made his
confession and confused Rattray's easy
stepping profanity and started his own
FIVE year league, for all this stirred IL
Craig the hero, and he was ready for
oil sorts of heroic nonsense, as called
1t. We talked of everything but the
one thing, and about that we said not
word till, bending low to poke my
fire and to hide my face, plunged:
You will see her, of courseT'
He made no pretense of not under
standing, but answered:
"Of course"
"There's really no sense in her stay
ing over there" suggested.
"And yet she is a wise woman" he
said, as if carefully considering the
question.
Heaps Of landlords never see their
tenants, and they are none the worse
"The landlords%
''No, the tenants"
probably, having such landlords"
"And, as for the old lady, there must
be some one in the connection to whom
1t would be godsend to care for her.
''Now, Connor," he said quietly
"'don't. We have gone over all there
is to be said. Nothing new has come.
Don't turn it all up again."
Then played the heather and ragged,
as Graeme would have said, till Craig
smiled a little YEARLY and said:
"You exhaust yourself, old chap.
Have a pipe-do." And after a pause
he added in his own way: "What
would you have? The path lies straight
from my feet. Should l quit it?
could not so disappoint you-and al
of them"
And l knew he was thinking OF
Graeme and the lads in the mountains
he had taught to be true men. 1t die
not help my rage, but it checked my
speech, so l smoked in silence till he
was moved to say:
and after all, you know, old chap
there are great compensations for al
losses. but for the loss of a good con
science toward God what can make
upT
But, all the same, hoped for som,
better result from his visit to Britain
1t seemed to me that something mus
turn up to change such an unbearabl,
situation.
The year passed, however, and whel
looked into Craig's face again knew
that nothing had been changed ant
that he had come back to take III
again his life alone, more resolutel,
hopeful than ever.
But the year had left its mark upol
him too. He was n broader and deep
-er man. He had been living and think
ing with men of larger ideas and rich
'er culture, and he was far too quic
III sympathy with life to remain ur
touched by his surroundings. He wa
more tolerant of opinions other tina
his own, but more unrelenting in hi
fidelity to conscience and more imps
tent of half heartedness and self il
diligence. He was full of reverend
for the great scholars and the grea
leaders of men he had come to know.
Great, noble fellows they are an
extraordinarily modest" he said-''tha
is, the really great are modest. Their
are plenty of the other sort. neitht
great nor modest. And the books
be read! l am quite hopeless abol
my reading. 1t gave me queer sens;
ton to shake hands with a man WI
had written a great book. To hes