The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1910-07-01

Aha' anu l1u away from lNt mountain
with his heart ablaze and fearful
alamor as OF the judgment trumpet
sounding In his ears,
The next morning he came hollow
eyed 10 his breakfast, and when the
chance offered. bosought his father TO
give him one Of the many boys Jobs Ia
the iron plant during the summer va
cation-asked and obtained And nei-
ther the hotel on the mountain top nor
the hovel cabin under the second cltm
saw him more the long summer
through.
CHAPTER X.
1t was just before the Christmas hol-
days, IN his fourth year OF the sectar.
ian school, that Tom Gordon was ex-
PEELED. Writing TO the Reverend Silas
NJ the moment Of Toms dism lssal, the
principal could voice only his regret
and disappointment II was most sim
gular case. During his first and second
years Thomas had set high mark and
had attained to II. on the spiritual side
he had been somewhat non -committal,
10 be sure, but TO Offset this. he had
deeply interested In the preparatory
theological studies, or at least he had
appeared to be.
But on his return from his first
summer spent at home there was
marked change I'm him, due. so thought
Doctor Tolliyar. TO his association with
the rougher class of workmen in the
iron mills 1t was as II he had sud
denly grown older and and harder, and
the discipline of the school, admirable
as the Reverend Slas knew 1t to be,
was not severe enough to reform him.
1T grieves me more than I can tell
you, my dear brother, to be obliged to
confess that we can do nothing more
for him here" was the concluding par
agraph of the principals letter. and
TO add that his continued presence
with us is a menace to the morals Of
the school, When / say that the Of
Tense for which he Is expelled is by no
means the first, and that It Is the dou-
bic one of gambling and keeping in
| toxlcating liquors in his room you will
understand that the good repute Of
! Beersheba was at stake, and there was
no other course open to u.s."
Thomas Jefferson turned his back on
three and a half years Of Beersheba.
with hot tears in his eyes and an angry
word on his lips. The Pintsch lights
were burning brightly in the Pullman,
and these-and the tears-blinded him.
Some of the sections In the middle Of
the car were made down for the night,
and while he was stumbling in the
wake of the porter over the shoes and
! the and-bags left in the aisle, the
train started.
Lower ten, sah" said the black boy,
and went about his business in the lin
en- locker. But Tom stood balancing
| himself with, the swaying of the car
and staring helplessly at the occupant
of lower twelve, young girl in a gray
| travelling coat and hat, sitting with her
| face to the window.
why you-somebody!" she exclaim-
ed, turning to surprise him in the ac-
Of glowering down on her do you
know, I thought there might be just
one chance in a thousand that you'd 80
home for Christmas, so made the por-
| ter tell me when we were coming TO
| Beersheba. Why don't you sit down ?"
Tom edged into the opposite seat ana
shook hands with her, all in miserable,
comfortless silence. Then he blurted
! out:
IF I'd had any idea you were on this
| train, I'd have walked"
Ardea laughed, and for all his mis-
cry he could not help remarking how
much sweeter the low voice was grow
| ing, and how much clearer the blue OF
| her eyes was under the forced light of
the gas globes.
You are just the same rude boy,
aren't your" she said, leniently. Are
there no girls in Beersheba to teach
| you how to be nice?"
Il didn't mean it that way" he has
| tened to say. I'm always saying the
wrong thing to you. But If you only
knew, you wouldn't speak to me; much
less let me sit here and talk to you"
IF l only knew what? Perhaps you
| would better tell me and let me judge
for myself" she suggested; and out Of
| The past came a flick of the memory
| whip to make him feel again that she
was immeasurably his senior.
Pm expelled" he said, bluntly.
"Oh!" For a full minute, as it SEEM
ed to him, she looked steadfastly out
| Of the window at the wall of blackness
lifting past, and the steady drumming
Of the wheels grated on his nerves ana
got into his blood. When it was about
to become unbearable she turned and
gave him her hand again I'm just as
sorry as l can be!" she declared, and
the slate-blue eyes confirmed it.
1T was this way: three of the boys
came to my room to play cards-be-
cause their rooms were watched.
didn't want to play-oh, I'm none too
| good this in answer to something
| in her eyes that made him eager to tell
her the exact truth-"I'ye done it lots
Of times. But that night I'd been
| thinking-well, I just didn't want TO,
that's all. Then they said was afraid,
and of course that settled it."
"Of course" she agreed, Loyalty.
wait; / want you to know 1t all"
he went on, doggedly When Martin
he's the Greek and Latin, you know
! slipped up on us, there was bottle
Of whisky on the table. He took down
our names, and then he pointed at the
bottle, and said, Which one of you does
that belong to? Nobody said any
thing and after it began to get sort of
well, kind OF monotonous I picked
up the bottle and offered him drink,
and put it in my pocket. That settled
| me-"
but it wasn't yours" she averred.
His smile was rather ferocious
grin. Wasn't 1t? Well, too:s 4. any
way; and I've got it yet. Now see
here: that's my berth over there and
I'm going over to 1t. You needn't let
on like you know me any more
"Fiddle!" she said, making a face ut
him. "You say that like little boy
trying, oh, so hard, to be man. I'll
believe you are just as bad as ban can