Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-10-06

Henry Graden, who fiourished In Heidel-
berg twenty years ago."
what, Won Stockmar? Little Her
mann2 What good fellow he was! Did
you ever hear him sing a song about
but, of course, that's not possible. So
little Hermann's a professor, is he? Are
you under him?"
mo; I'm with Professor Marnhc."
Graden walked across to tho fireplace
and slowly filed a huge china pipe that
lay thereon. He Lit it and turning his
back to the empty CRATE, sent forth such
puffs of smoke that he spoke as from out
cloud, mistily.
He has made himself a great name,
this Marnac. How do you stand with
him, Cousin Robert?"
II don't quite know. 1 was 4 great
favorite of his in my first year."
"And now7 Have you quarreled?"
"Well not exactly; it's a foolish
story"
1.-THE foolish stories are often Of great
er interest than the wise ones"
"Well, cousin Graden," said 1, lean
ing back in my chair and lighting fresh
cigarette, eff you want to hear It, I'll
tell 1t you, and as shortly as may be.
IL DcSdu ny LILO pubiiSdtiOh ooho Ola
months ago of Professor Marnacs cele-
brated book, Science and Religion
"Humph! a strong effort, full of sug-
gestions," he grunted; but brutal, cal
lous, and revolutionary. 1t had mixed
reception, 1 believe"
at had; and nowhere more so than
In this university. Won Stockmar fol-
lowed it by a pamphlet of unsparing
criticism, which split the students into
two bodies-the Marnac men and the
Stockmar men. 1t was a pretty quarrel,
and gave an excuse for a score of the In
evitable duels."
| did Marnac attempt a reprisalT'
HE did, and in the unusual form of
reading aloud Won Stockmar's attack
upon his theories to the class, Of which
l am a member. He appealed to us for
sympathy. His agitation was remark
able. l declare that he snarled over his
opponents name like dog over bone,
and a most unpleasant scene ended In a
| fit, from which we aroused him with
difficulty"
"But this does not tell me how you
came to be involved" he cried sharply,
striding over to the table and Pumping
himself Into a chair facing me.
Have patience, my impetuous cousin.
From the first 1 had always found a
friend in Won Stockmar. liked him and
we met frequently. The second day after
the scene in the lecture-room l was walk
ing with the CHEEKY little man when we
CHANGED upon Marnac. He gave me an
ugly look, but said nothing. That night
however, he came to these rooms and
abused me roundly. He reminded me
of the interest he had shown in my work
called me a traitor to his party, and In
other ways behaved with a childish abb
surdity. Naturally, refused to give uI
a valued friend"
"You did right. But surely the affaiI
has blown over?'
ITO the contrary, the antagonism-or
Marnac's side, at least-has grown stil
more bitter. Whenever l chance to bt
present, he misses no opportunity OF at
lacking my dear FRIEND as he calls
Won Stockmar, in the most cruel an(
vindictive fashion. My position at hi
lectures is, assure you, becoming mos
unendurable."
you are too sensitive, Cousin Rob
ert. The absurdities of a vain and jeal
GUS"
Graden checked his unfinished sent
ence with his nose cooked in the al
like a gigantic terrier. Surprise and sus
picion were in his expression and att
tude. Then he rose slowly, as with a.
effort, and leaned forward across tn
table. his knuckles resting on its edge
eve neglect our visitor" said b
gravely, and at his words l turned SHARP
ly in my chair.