The Press., 1914-08-12
! THE REST
 E IS SILENCE ! One May Have Too Much k of a Good Thing
By FRANK LONDON Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co.

"This, then" remarked Mir. Fully looking out of the car window, with sad gleam in his eye-"this is Eas Waldoboro?"
 The train stopped. A porter shooet the New Yorker through the aisle ant off to the station platform. and, leaving him surrounded by bags and parcels the coaches rolled away into the dis tance.
 Fresh from the roar and clamOr Ot the city. MT. Tully gazed about hin and observed instantly that he was II the midst of an ocean of quiet. Peace and silence surrounded him. A mar who drawled and accented strange parts of his conversation spoke a few words to the city stranger, and sub sequently Mir. Fully found himself upon the highest seat of a carry-all which is a Maine wagon designed tC eliminate the rough spots from a citi zen's anatomy by the simple process oi knocking them off.
 Leaving Mir. Fully on the wagon and in ascent of a stony hill a mile long and eight miles high. we will re turn at once to New York and look into this strange affair. Why was MT Fully in Maine at all?
 Doc" MT. Fully had said to his oldest friend. " want to know whats my nerves hurt. I see strange things creeping along the wall at night
 David" the doc answered. you need peace. rest and quiet of the quietest sort, and know just where l you ought to go. I've got an aunt in East Waldoboro. Go up there and gel back your nerves. If you don't go you'll die" He disembarked from the station ve- hicle at the risk of life and limb. found pr. GregOrys aunt a fine. pleasant kindly old lady and put away his tray cling impedimenta in the largest room he had ever seen, in the middle Of which was a bed, which was twice as large as a regular bed.
 "I'm going to like this place." he exclaimed enthusiastically. When a man needs quiet he wants to come to just such place as this. I'll bet I'll
 
 Besides Dr. GregOry's aunt there were others in the house. and at first Fully concluded that somebody was ill in an upper room because of the con- tinued quiet about the place and the noiseless movements of its inmates
 We are free from the noises of the village" his hostess said to Fully on the first evening, and we are so far from the main road that you will not be disturbed by passing mOtOrcars. There are only three of us now-my- self. my niece and the man who looks after things for us. 1 am sure you will find nothing to disturb you"
 Thank yOu," Fully said. ''I am positive l shall improve very quickly in these peaceful surroundings" He was beginning to feel embarrassed by the attentions shown him.
 That night as he lay between the sweet smelling sheets his ears fairly tingled. He endeavored to corral some stray, faint sound, but there was noth- ing except the soft rustic of the leaves outside his window.
 
 and vigorous. after a sleep a dead man might have envied. During breakfast Mrs. Knight sent the hired man into the yard to shOO away a bevy of rob ins which had met in convention as sembled under a lawn sprinkler and were chattering over the minutes Of the last meeting. Fully watched the hired man in astonishment.
 ''The robins are so noisy.'' Mrs Knight said to him. we must try to keep the place quiet for you. MT. Tul ly." Fully began to wonder exactly what Doc Gregory had written his aunt about him. He began to wonder whether he had not better bury his watch under a rosebush on account of its tremendous ticking.
 He observed curiOusly that Mrs. Knight and her niece moved about without producing the slightest noise and that the hired man evidently ran upon pneumatic tires. The huge grandfather's clock in the dining room ticktocked in a low. almost inaudible tone. The screen doors swung noise lessly against rubber lenders.
 The floors were somewhere under meath the thick rugs or carpets. The entire house represented the word quiet worked up to the nth power The last pocket in an abandoned coal mine was noisy racket compared with it.
 MT. Fully. feeling refreshed and cheerful. sauntered forth. He pluck ed a red. red rose and placed it in his buttonhole. He sniffed the morning breeze and held out his hand to take bearings. The hand was almost steady, He examined the blank atmosphere for his little pals. the starfish spots he had been accustomed to seeing in New York but they had already diminished in size. He gaZed at the side of red barn in hunt for the moving objects that blank wall usually supplied and had great difficulty in finding them.
 This is a ps;Tt wonderful spot and most wonderful improvement" he chuckled in rieased way. Here I've been around only twenty hours. and can see change for the better. Thanks. Hank Gregory"
 uIIH dppcLILe lIlCEGHSeu dt OICC. ne consumed quantities UI fresh milk. corn bread. bacon and eggs. veg etabIes and Maine pie. to which no pie is peer. He found himself awak- ening in the middle of the night to as- suage the bangs of hunger with half a pound of cold roast beef.
 The noiseless customs of those about him had affected his own actions. and he could now move about without mak- ing sound.
 At the end of a week Mir. Fully of New York had concluded that ordi- nary quiet meant one thing and East Waldoboro- Knight quiet another. He had discovered what other men have found-that there is superlative de- gree of quiet that gets under a mans skin and makes him yearn for some sort of noise.
 The people were quiet. the horses