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Sne shook her head.
"Then let's don't go in yet" he said,
turning the horse around. I'VE don't
see each other very often. you know"
you must be awfully popular at
college after that Iowa game" said
Gladys after moment. II was so
proud Of those star plays you made
could hardly sit still"
JEFF smiled. ITS easy for me to play
football" he said. II never thought a
fellow deserved much credit for doing
things that were easy for him.
should say that Harold deserves more
credit for that year Of straight living
than do for anything I've ever done"
III don't know" replied Gladys slow
ly. Harold has had to fight hard, but
Il believe l could like him better IL
he were more like you. You say fell
low deserves credit just for the hard
things he does" she went on. Did
you ever have any hard things to doi"
"Not yet" he answered. Everything
at college was easier to do than not to-.
butt
Wudls
I'm not going back to school,"
mot going back!" she echoed. "Why
notT"
Its father" he answered. Hes
too old to work as hard as he's doing.
Since the other boys went out west
everything is left for him to do. He
never would trust anything to hired
man. I've just been finding out, too"
he added. how many things he and
mother have been going without in or
der to keep me in school. Why, they've
even been staying home from church
because their clothes were so shabby.
It's been a disappointment to father.
too. having all his boys leave home.
He has always been planning on how
be was going to fix up the old place
when we were old enough to help"
And SO you are going to stay ut
home" said Gladys. Tsn't it hard:'
Hard" he cried. "You don't realize
how hard 1t is, Gladys. used to lie
afternoon and dream about the Won
derful world outside and especially
that part Of it they called college. /
never wanted to study Greek or higher
mathematics. but the name 'agrlcul-
tural college always fascinated me.
l stayed home from lots Of Fourth of
July celebrations and circuses in order
that my college fund might grow
faster. When started only had
enough money to last one term, but
father offered to pay the rest, besides
what I could earn"
81 wonder why 1t is" said Gladys
slowly, that people who can have a
college education just for the asking
never seem to appreciate it. while
those who really do make the most of
time going at all?"
Lets not talk about It," JEFF an
swered when I think Of all had
planned to do at college next year and
Of al the old fellows trooping back
when classification day comes it seems
as II can't stay away"
Gladys nodded in silent, understand
ing sympathy.
They rode on in silence for a long
time. Then JEFF pointed with his whip
toward field they were passing I'm
going to tile that forty in the spring"
he said. II won't be satisfied until
make ours the best farm in the coun-
ty."
~ thought you were the bravest boy
l ever saw that day saw you on the
football field" said Gladys slowly. Il
am sure Of 1t now"
"And I'm sure you're the best chum
fellow ever had" Jeff answered.
CHAPTER XI.
\ YHEN Harold Du Val left COL
~ lege with the determination
J" Of earning money to pay his
gambling debts it was with
n very hazy idea Of how he was going
to do it. OF one thing he was deter
mined-he would go so far away that
there would be little danger of his be-
| Ing known. 1t was still without a def
mite purpose that he boarded train
and started west. At Salt Lake City
he stopped and spent several days
looking for work only to find that
every position had half a dozen men
waiting for It.
At last In encouragement he took
the train again. this time not stopping
until he reached Seattle. Here his
search for work was of little more
avail than at Salt Lake City. One day
when both his money and his hopes
had almost reached their lowest ebb
he wandered down to the wharf and
stood Idly watching a sealer making
-eady to sail.
He was suddenly startled by heavy
hand on his shoulder and turned quick
ly around to be confronted by rough
looking, bearded seaman. The sailor
looked Harold over critically for mo-
ment without speaking, nodding ap-
provingly as he noted the well built.
athletic form.
do you want to ship with us?" he
asked at last.
Harold looked from his rough ques-
TONER to the dirty little ship and shud-
uered. A winter In the arctic circle
with a crew Of quarreling sailors for
companions was not exactly what he
had had In mind when he started west
20 earn that 5000, Then he remembered
Mabel's last words. 81 know you can
do 1t. Harold" and the disappointed
look in Gladys eyes the time she said,
Tho kind Of boys like are those who