The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1905-06-11

and silently let them heap their scorn
upon you word upon word It breaks
my heart. Answer them. and show them
for once what a mans heart and soul
are like
( Il crushed Annie against nv breast,
and as her heart beat against mine l
saw lots. The old serene ranges, the
Clark of canyon, the sweep of winter and.
boys, your faces Then, boys, with the
dear head sobbing upon my shoulder 1
arose and started to make medicine l
cannot recall what l SAID, but this /
know, it was of the best of our life
out here. How It seemed good to a man
to live it; now its trials and dangers
had brought together a 'goodlie COM
panic who. like their protypes Of old.
held for death and the enemy firm lips
and level eyes; for their own an 'ex-
ceeding love.
when I was through my father arose
extending his hand and said: John,
Annie is the one who understands you.
Now, this fall my boy, I'm going to
cnuck business for month and bring
her out to you. I wish I was thirty years
younger, I'd go back with you. Good
night. and may God bless you The
next moment mother had her aristo-
cratic eyeglasses crushed against my
forehead; Tom, his cherished neckte
awry. was pumping my hand, while
Alice hung on the shoulder opposite
Annie Well, stayed a week, the recip-
lent of all sorts of fatted calves and
attentions. Annie and I were inseparable
and I tell you, boys, she dropped lots OF
forget-me-nots into my heart in the
few June days we were together. and
the last thing 1 remember of home is a
slender form standing at the gate, one
hand shielding her eyes, the other way
ing a loving farewell
Say, boys" he resumed after brief
pause, when she comes out here this
fall I want you all to set up on your
hind legs and take notice"
THAT girl shall have the time of her
Iife," growIed one of the party amid a
chorus of assent. Here hand fell upon
Johns shoulder. Turning he looked into
Brady's frank eyes
Yves, it's me-" said that worthy,
heartiIy-"in the flesh and very much
alive. Yes; I've seen Lawrence, and
he took me to Mr. Maryland. I'm ell
through with examinations, etc, and
we are both ordered 10 report to Mr..
Jasper at Red Canyon for service upon
the Huron branch out OF Nelkin. and
are to 90 on No. at 1 p. m
Good" replied John, heartily. Here
| TWO 1.-THE forms dash through the as
tonished party Brady's hands are
volume of friendly welcome rings into
his ears.
Pat Brady by all that's goodi" cries
one.
YES" says the other enthusiastically.
and, Jim. how often have L told you
that he belonged here Pat. welcome to
Gods country. It's where you belong.
and 1 am more than glad TO see You
coming TO your own
Here. boys" he continued, turning
| to the thronging onlookers, lis Pat
Brady, the king of Chicago yards and
the boy we all bank on?"
Not the celebrated high ball and
| shortstop you yard geese are always
cracking up?' 1aughingIy asked mar
on whose vest shone gold e
| Eyes; the very same" answered the
yardmaster Come on and do your
pow-wow; he is one Of your people
| The next few minutes was a Devil
dering tumble of warm hand clasps ant
hearty welcome.
rs Grille yet in Chicago7" asked the
lswitchman. A few low words; then th'
lad stood, wflite-faced. looking soberly
out past the speaker, unconscious!
muttering. And the best of Us, too
And Scranton?" he asked.
rs mere IN Mr.. Blanks Office" replied
Brady.
"Ah, see," came the low reply; ''h
was the Lawrence of the old Uniol
Central. and the old mans right-hant
until the Kane affair-an right; In
on
Brady is cut out by a little party o
heavy, solid men, and Gray. following
came 20 an archor at the extreme ent
of the porch. Brady in answer to tn
invariable question Of How are yo,
Ihooked up?" replies by detailing his or
derS 70 proceed TO the Huron branch
The party nod at each other grimly-
Well you are starting IN the ortho
dox manner" said the narrator of the
homecoming episode. and as sure a!
my name is Jack French, I'm sorry fol
you, but you can console yourself witt
!