The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-09

cry March morning I should be writ
 It is not that the the act act of writing is t,i in Hm SNN occasional diversion of mine; but this kT rs6ected moods, and have always been H8 d A insistent that the telling of tale should H&AGH be done in its appropriate season--the E&E locusts of August should be throbbing
 green hills be touched with misted blue.
 However as newsPaPe4r F. reporter % berlajzI's life has winter end;" and that perforce
 I have been wondering ahout Jim Chamberlain for long time because Jim is an old, old friend of mine and I very fond of him-probably be- unT1agnative and practical Jim makes great deai s 9nHy ssy Tim te Tsta hat 6f % eas lined with brick and Gre,escapes is wholly satisfy Jim dreams of mar gins-T of nareinalia-
 Perhaps. -would. be ,more exact in saying that what he is doing now In March last just after M the teTDe @ & Ia 6F@eG jim in Arizona was his alleged reason; but I believe that somewhere alone and to think. One letter I have had from him. and it said nothing of irrigation or Jn's reticence at times to be singularly ilurnnat- beginning to be puzzled by his absence,I. want to see him again and find out whether the his laugh is as f1 and deep and his hand as hearty
 Of course, Jim had met many women. At various times my wife had attempted to marry him to interested He never had time consider riage- I firmly believe he has cherished little married and my wife insisted on a country home. xsg reeTetfiv t.rnin0 back in memory to our old time. pajama-ead, Eighty-nnth Street Sundays, and to memories of room filled with men, tobacco smoke, and Sunday supplements, and atmosphere of poker Ter; and psTsonslities tics +,, +bs and n. end of existence His days were ] maelstTons ms of es- until the electric lights began to glow.
 Jim loved fight with all the fervor of his bulldog e asodge J from his board of d d5eGto[s bs1io struck PeFiain t9ks s hes Sapo1eon and sits up all night stiekins pins in my railroad maps
 becoming irritable, His constant good hunor dis Wofh an o odme nd Of tod e fhat Jim had -dined with him not long before. Midway There's Something the matter with the man." 5 d w45hn@ @ n oft E ssbz 9 siJs qe ts but m to to the devil when I suggest rest%
 did get after hin and he laughed a{Y at at me ~ I'm not sick, and if were, do you think can get nnos m0na W [Uoqthin1 or Evans Dut vou rn to this" he continued, "because little tired the take Vacation There's no excuse for that any way I've never wanted to take vacation and I'm R9ow R9e sGt1F @ away can stop "'''"S' anu you did net see Jim for several weeks after M that ing me to call on him in town
 next afternoon found me at the door of Jms apart ize 1t when he bought tract of land in Southern ooa9ns aadt6 and s6aPFsd it to neatly trimmed and Gradually he had filled his place with interest ing things, for in an abashed way Jim is a co1lec- tor. If something strikes his fancy matter what Is is he buys it, takes it home furtive1y and places 1t with calm indifference in corner, a nanteipiece or under his bed, and then forgets it
 A large aba1one shell from Catalina may hold bull lets from the Custer battseld or 4 bl9od,Eusted 5d Munich stein These collections the diversion of Sin dog and the pet abhorrence of the imnutabe day and reads law for himself by night
 Kamoto appeared nervous when he admitted me isf' b was say you in"
 Jim propped up pillows, hair a-turnble and in an evident 1ltemper
 handed: flight the strongest cigar you can find and blow the smoke this way; throw your packages on the floor where that heathen will have to DICK them up; kick the dog into the hall; and then humor rienee; obeyed. Jim shifted hungry at the Nov have drink Teddy, fine long, cold Karnoto brought it
 where can see it and then rattle the spoon and ice around in it so l can hear it very plainly"
 I did for long time in silence.
 ~XVel12" I asked fnaIty.
 Oh it's the fault of that fool doctor of yours" he complained Hes got me at last He says and insists that if smoke another cigar he won't be responsible. He has ordered me to away some where to a quiet spot and restl What do you think of that Teddy?" he snaried Rest! Simply be- cause my heart bumps out of tune once III a Think of it, Teddy" he mplored. p1antive1y. Picture me sitting day after day on an open work veranda with a lot of crochetng womenl
 No newspapers, says that fool doctor no tele- phones. drinks, cgars--nething for three knew that Doctor Evans had given the yerdSct Hes right Jim" said I; "you must do it. Co away soTnsyVhere here ana catch a little hSh III h''e He turned his face to the wall, Well" said he. things from you, Teddy but if you all organ