The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-06-28
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the ear, and hold him tight till you've got his wad. Work, my boy, work-and leave the rest to Time"
 Fred frightened visbly at the idea. While his oncee had fallen under the spell of prophet here was he surrendering to another! His faith, his acquiescence immensely fattering. It put me into quite a glow about hm--good old Fred He asked me- with naive belief in my omnipotence, for the probable date of Elinor's disillusonment answered two months, not caring to shake my posi- ton by any appearance of haziness. We'll why not? raft of things could happen in two months, and he wouldn't be likely to blame me if the young lady climbed down little before schedule. But what if 1t were the other way around? Well life is all risk especially for prophets
 Later on wished I had kept my good advice for myself instead of getting excited and wasting it Fred. Fred ought to have been curbstone Socialist he had such a talent for invective. When the two months had expired and there still Enor, he boomeranged back to me with blood in his eye. If had been wicked railroad, sidetracking shipment of fresh apricots in Death Valley, he couldn't have gone for any
 Busybody and meddler the mildest of his pressions Hadn't spoiled everything by my damned oficiousness? Wasn't Ram securely intrenched bodyguarded live-wired and burglar beled that per- sonal violence almost out of the question:? And how else the rascay charlatan to be got rid of Say, was prepared to join small desperate party with masks and blackjacks7 What certainly wasn't. Then not only dOubledyed jackaSs but coward, too!
 The new religion was beying all anticipations. and r-tting other wiseacres than myself to shame. Its Gdherents had doubled, and it seemed to be meeting longfelt want. From what one heard it seemed just the thing for dyspeptic people, with large fixed in comes, who tired of ideness and bridge.
 In a most Interesting talk I had with Miss Gibbs, the sprightlest of old maids, and exconvert who had broken away to have Liberated tooth seen to (not being satisfied with the religions treat ment)-in that delightful talk with Miss Gibbs I struck by her unshaken belief in the Prophets sincerity.
 He's dear, good man," she said. "and oh, so kind and gentle and saintly that it ought to be true if it isn't. He says he is perfect, and really, do you know, he ts Mo- I haven't a word to say against the Purple Brother call him. It was that horrible getting up at dawn, and the monotony of the diet, and having nothing to read nor any sip news that brought back. I wasn't good enough, too earthly you know missed my home comforts and the Country Club and my breakfast tray, and when it to needing dentist and being oomed instead, just quit. Secrets? Oh, they're a backslider'
 And Elinor?" inquired. "Tell about Elinor Wentworth
 Miss Gibbs faded eyes flashed.
 That's where fell out with the whole crowd" she exclaimed. Tt shame to make her break 1t off with Fred Mccall and spoil her life She's simply pining away, poor baby, and moons about like a ghost But what can do? The old lady is such a domineering old thing that Enor has about as much chance a kitten tied up in gunny sack"
 '"Too bad, too bad !" observed
 "Just rotten," replied Miss Gibbs, with spirit "There ought to be age-mit for New Regionists, the there IS for minors in saloons, nobody allowed under twenty five, you know and arrested if t.sey found the premises"
 ''It's pretty black lookout for Fred isn't it?" I said.
 What mans way of looking at it." she returned. indignantly, Erred will still be Fred when Elinor is lying in her poor little grave just boomy and