The Washington herald., 1908-07-14
CHAPTER IX-COntinued.

in'lv. from granfer 10 grandson; yas, II
do. My granfer were tarnable- thirsty
ferer"
All" said Hugo. now we know, Tom'
why you generally try TO end up near
the inn at Kingscross.
Presently pipes were 1T. and tobacco
smoke mingled with the reek Of the small
camp FIRE which Tom Henbest had light
ed. Mowland threw into the flames
few fir cones. an agreeable resinous odor
filed the air
How good II IS 10 be alivei' exclaimed
Burgess.
Upon the faces OF the four men lay an
expression Of elemental content and re-
pose. Familiar TO Hugo was that look.
He had seen II a thousand times upon
the faces OF trappers IN the far West
lying round the campfire. upon indians
drifting down tho rivers with their ca
noes fun OF pelts. upon his Tartar
guides IN Manchuria. upon the blacks OF
somalnand. II IS an expression for which
YOU may search IN vain through roaring
thOrOughfares.
Depends where you are" said Hugo
lazily. It's not good 70 be alive in a
prison"
Burgess nodded and quoted some lines
from the Ballad OF Reading Gaol:"
with bars they blur the gracious moon.
And blind the goodly sun
And they do well 70 hide their hall
For in it things dors
That Son of God nor son Of uaa
Should ever look upon.
His warm. soft voice thrilled and
broke. For the first time Hugo under
stood tho power OF the orator TO move
/ an audience. and the Infinitely creator
power Of tho man Of magnetism % trans
port a listener whithersoever ne pleased
/ "Xyho wrote that?" said Hugo.
Burgess mentioned the most unhappy
of men known 20 our generation. long
silence succeeded Here in these sylvan
spaces. far from tho fret and fever OF
modern llfs. the mere mention OF that
name was like dlscord, the blare OF q
motor horn when n!ghtRgales are sing
ing And yet the man was dead-and the
poet lived: the good had survived, the
evil lay In the corruption OF the grave
Hugo looked at Burgess--a GalahRd, un-
/ less all signs we're at fault How fOrtu-
nate he had been IN finding such friend
[ az the moment when most needed! The
young fellows temperament. enthusiasm
. freshness. and capacity FOR enjoyment
had quickened in the older man tsimilai
emotions long denied expression. But
what q gulf lay between thenl
BY r. curious coincidence, nature pre-
sented an example, brutally emphasizing
the difference between. let us say, Gal
ahad and a Lanc5lOt. Not score OF
yards away two splendid trees a beect
and an oak. stood together upon the edge
OF the coppice. The oRk still retained
a .ew leaves; the beech was stripped
bare Then Hugo perceived that II wa;
dead-struck by lightning.
''Wo must get on" he said.
zone more pipe" pleaded Burgess
This Is so glorious. / feel perfectly Al
ngain. or course. you've had this sor
Of thing all your lie; you can't enjoy &
ns 1 do"
Il think I con-"
That pheasant run rather bored you
I dare say"
"As a matter Of fact. I enjoyed # NOR
than many q big day when I've shot hun
Greds OF pheasantS.'
Hundreds OF pheasants! say. yo'
cust know some swells.'
Hugo bit his lip. He had given hirnsel
away more than once, fortunately 70
with himself and one other. Neverthe
less. Burgess had CLEANED some rathe
surprising bits Of Information. He kney
that Hugo had been educated at Etcr
and that he had Travelled much In VII
parts OF the world He was able 10 de
duce from these facts that Hugo mus
have possessed ample means; for. oh
viously. he had never entered a profes
sion or worked for q living.
'I know some swells.
Charters, you are a swell. saw tha
from the first. You looked a swell ev9
when you began to grow beard. Your
not q wicked nobleman in disguise, Or
your"
Certainly not
4 certain peremptoriness Of tone az
. rested other questions. Burgess harke
back
'Glorious as this is. as CHANGE
, would bore mo II lived here"
Hugo looked ct him reaeotively. Dm
CESS continued:
/: I'm awfully fond Of the Forest of Ys
but love PicoaGfly. Don't your
"Uml No"
, The finest thoroughfare IN the worit
: bar none"
Hugo glanced at Henbest and Mowlant
fat on their backs. fast asleep.
do you ever walk down Picoadill
late ct night, Burgess?''
"Oh! Yes-sometimes.
he flushed. hesitatcd. and then sal
= quickly: You see, that's the side don
> know"
i Lucky fellowl Life seems easy wall
ing to you, because you have made I
bad slips"
Must one make bad slips7''
Hugo shrugged his shoulders
There are certain slips for which or
pays rather too dearly. At your age
. liked thoroughfares. particularly the roa
Ing one. Now. somehow, 1 seem 10 s,
not the weil-dressed men, swaggerir
along with their chests out and their chir
). up; but the others-the poor devils WI
have been run over. And such a lit
: thing may upset one-a strip Of oranl
{ peel. eh2 And then-bif.-a bus rol
. over youl Come on" He rose UP az
stretched his limbs I wonder wheth
, there is another woodcock IN those q
s ders?"
i Burgess got up, too. staring at Hug
with a new interest IN his eyes. Certain
II Hugo had his chest out and his ch
up. Burgess touched his arm, with