The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1915-04-01

but now "ou4o we kno" lheE were
lies?t
You can allus tell when a feller's
lynn. If you once ketch him in one"
Quoth he.
We'll. they are lots of fun. Just the
same protested she. Amt they
Yes" said Eric rather sravely, "if
you tell 'em in fun"
I'll tell EN- all you like" said Jabez,
his face Frightening, IT you'll promise
to believe they're lies"
Then, how VIII We know when
you're telling the TRUTH
He pondered. After five puffs at his
pipe. he said: Well. If 1 begin by
sayin' they're the Gods truth, YOU can
believe EN-. II I don't say that, you'u
know they're lies"
And so 1t was that DID Jahes came
joyously into his own again.
This narrative, with your permission.
kind reader, has little more to do with
the Midthornes as small children, SUI
fee 10 say, they were more or less like
other children IN this respect. they
could not remain young forever. They
had to grow up. In passing, it MAJ
be stated h a the sage ounse OF old
Jabez alone kept Eric from running
away from the grey house on the hill
in those early days OF shame and re-
sentiment
You can't afford TO 90 that sonry."
he announced Jest put II right out
OF your head. once and for all L you
was lon IN the world, Ia say skip.
But O amt Tou got 70 look out for
Mary. It's plumb foolish TO talk about
tskin' her with you That would be
the quickest way TO send her to the
gutter I know it goes against the
| grain 10 stay up there with them peo-
pie, bat it's g derned sight bestern
starviu' 10 death on the streets. You
Jest stick Il o5zl- you wouldn't be so
crool as 10 skip out and leave her there
far them 10 poster and b~uEidoze. They'd
make z drudge Of her, and worss'n
that, maybe. You'd be g mortal cow
ard TO run Of and leave her, and you
Jest amt take her with you No. Stree,
my boy. you stick II out- Stand by
your guns Just you wait q few years
I know What I'm taIkin' about You
see, I run away when l a Is and
times / hadn't, cause my stsptather
was nasty mean TO my sisters and my
mother"
He hesitated for a and then
went on. You wait a few years and
then you car tell 'ern to go to hell"
After a few reflective pulls at his pipe,
he voucllsafed: And, mind you, Eric,
there is such q place as hell"
Eric, ct Is. was as handsome q lad
as you'd see in q weeks journey. He
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promised a good six feet at mans
estate, and ne was as straight and as
strong as q young saping, and as
1.-THE and graceful as an Indian. He ex-
celled at all the games in which
strength, agility and quick wtttedness
skating, racing and calling he was a
leader because he was an adept; be-
cause. while fearless, he was never
headstrong; while conscious Of his
natural superiority. he was not AFRO
CANT. It was not unusual for him to
step aside to give a less accomplished
friend the chance to carry off honors
that might easily have been his. This
trait did not go u~nrecognized, nor was
1t unappreciated by his companions
An extremely uncommon condition
marked this attitude toward him or
all occasions; instead of Boosting o.
their own prowess. they freely ad.
mitted that Eric Midthorue could dt
better than that If he half tried" MOI
was there the faintest touch of jealousy
or envy in their summing UP of hi!
deeds.
The gentle. pleasant ways of h,
southland Were strong in him: h,
was prone to resent an affront witt
yigor, n as quick to repent. The no
blood in his veins vas hard to control
but he always had the better of 1t
There was no indignity so grave tina
4 ~ oaA ~ 0SAA@S ~ IIllC1I SiIl
his temper entirely. He was afraid o
the shadow that staIked beside him
the shadow he a inherited. If other
knew the story of his antecedents, the,
were generous enough to keep tn
knowledge to themselves. In all tn
years he lived in Corinth, no n out
side his own family, the Presbreys an,
old Jabez, spoke to him of his fathe
and mother. He knew that they knew
T and he was deeply sensible of thei
well meant restraint Their kindly re
ticence had a sting, however; ther
was no minute in his life that mis- prid
, was not being hurt by the knowiedg
{ that they were being generous.
He was in HI high school OF Co
$ rinth, a leader In his classes as we
as in the sports of the season. /
two years he would enter Harvart
Mary, quite the prettiest girl in tow,
was his pride n JOY, and constar
care. She was volatile, and deepl
sensitive to the approach of Sights an
criticism, from which. when they cam
she was quick to recover She had hi
to lean upon, to look up to In case I
trouble, and 1t is not surprising thu
n the eternal feminine In her took az
vantage of that very stable support.
Chetwynd was In Harvard. whey
he was trying for the crew and elevel
and for Very little else. II Eric ha
II entertained the hope that he migl
II grow big enough and strong enough
IT thrash his bully of q cousin. he Wi
.e likely to be disappointed. Chetwyr
was a perfect young giant; he WI
% the real and visible lord OF the giant
( castle" There was no gainsaying the
ol To the surprise of every one-h
ff father In particular-the indolent be
developed into q rugged. towering ma,
d of muscle and endurance. In his 20,
is year he stood well over 6 feet and
1T his rowing toys tipped the beam at /
IS which seemed ito be Just what w,
le wanted at Harvard.
Of Can you picture Chetwynd? Is n
q your imagination strong enough to s
se him In all his physical glory? Ha,