, 1910-05-05
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1hIRD DEGREE,
%CHARLES KLEIN
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ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAY WALTERS

m influence. Ones vices as well as
ones virtues are handed down to us
ready made. He had no doubt that
In the J%effries family somewhere in the
unsavory past there had been a weak,
vicious ancestor from whom he had
inherited all the traits which barred
his way to success
The crowds of hungry workers grew
bigger every minute. Every one was
elDowing his way into neighboring
restaurants, crowding the tables and
punets, all eating v~oraciously as they
talked laughed. Howard vas
rudely reminded by inward pangs that
he. too, was famished. Not a thing
a passed his lips since he had left
home in Harlem at eight o'clock that
morning and he had told Annie that
he would be home for lunch. There
was no use staying downtown any
longer. For three weary hours he had
trudged from office to office seeking
employment, answering advertise
ments, asking for work Of any kind,
ready to do no matter what. but all to
no purpose. Nobody wanted him at
n price. What was the good of a
man being willing to work if there
was no n to employ him? A nice
lookout certainly. Hardly a dollar
left and no prospect of getting any
more. He hardly had the courage to
return home and face Annie. With Q
muttered exclamation of impatience
he spat from his mouth the ha~lf-con-
sumed cigarette which was hanging
from his lip. and crossing Broadway,
walked ~listlessly in the direction of
Park place.
He had certainly made a mess of
things. yet at n time, not so long
ago. what a brilliant future life
seemed to have in store for him! No
boy had ever been given a better
start. He remembered the day he
left home to go to Yale; he recalled
his fathers kind words of encour
agement, his mothers tears. All, If
his mother had only lived! Then,
maybe, everything would have been
different. But she died during his
freshman year carried off suddenly
by heart failure. His father married
again. a young oma 30 years his
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thing off wrong. The old home life
had gone %forever. He had felt like
an intruder the first time he went
home and from that day his fathers
roof had been distasteful to him. Yes,
that was the beginning of his hard
luck. He could trace all his misfor-
tunes back to that. He couldn't stand
for ~stepmother. a naughty, selfish,
supercilious, ambitious creature who
had little sympathy for her %predeces-
sor's child, and no scruple in show
ing 1t.
Then, at college, he had met Robert
Underwood. the popular upper class
man, who had professed to take a
great fancy to him. He, a timid young
freshman, vas naturally fattered by
the friendship of the dashing, fascinat-
ing sophomore and thus commenced
that unfortunate intimacy which had
brought about the climax to his rou
bles. The suave, amiable Underwood,
whom he soon discovered to be a gen
tlemanly %scoundrel, borrowed his
money and introduced him into the
sporty" set, an exclusive circle into
which, thanks to his liberal allowance
from home, he was welcomed with
open arms. With a youth of his pro-
clivities and inherent weakness the
outcome was inevitable. At no time
overload Of study, he regarded resi-
dence In college Is a most desirable
emancipation from the restraint of