The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-11-19

'.Aii r1gnr," amlaDIy. Il agreed to back the game for a third. That's enough for me. You've got a head on you But don't forget that Cranford may have done some advising
 All due to you if you hadn't dropped in he'd never dreamed of any, thing off color. But what's the use of arguing with you 2'' X NO use whatever At best he'll never tumble he'll only worry and wonder. I'd give ten thousand to break him.
 "You can break him physically if you want to.1
 What's the good of that? I know his breed You don't break that sort physically. You break him socially"
 My words But there's fine chance of that. tell you there wasn't scrap Of paper as big as postage stamp that did not go over.''
 Smead took from his pocket a news paper clipping He passed 1t over to his son.
 'tAh!''
 You never told me about that.''
 .sWhy should I have told you My affair that The young man laughed. Good pupil though What7'
 Boy, said Smead, what I've done has been for the love qf the sport
 ssAh, indeed. It was just the love of sport that made you teach me how to rifle a cold deck, mark an ace with my thumb nail and all that-just love of sport 7
 fsYoun land hard one of these days, Don .
 s.'supposing do? But perhaps I shan't Maybe I'm going to turn over new leaf, hunt up new country and
  son eyed his father Smead's face bored into his
 .tGo your way, where you like and when But I'm hanged if you ever lay. hand on my pils when Pm done for 2
 That's tough luck, But would you like to know what I'd do with it if you left 1t to nae7 Id give it to orphan asylnms, old ladies homes and hospi- tals-tae places you've helped to. fill 7
 Smead drew in a long breath slowly
 What did you do with those emer alds-the real stones for which you substituted the paste7 I'll tell you this my lad--I never plucked anything but fat gullss l never took a dollar from a woman You thought you were going to ! when you married the mother r A chaIky paIlor oFerIatd the tan on the son's face. Who knows what you have done2 He stepped close.
 With amazing suddennesss the great powerful hands of the seated man reached out and caught the young man by the wrists, whi1ding him to his knees.
 with his face bat hands span away he said: You puppy, stir and I'll l break your wrists, so help me! Try to come it over me with your tongue. eh! ' Thought because l can only hop around on one leg I'm something to stick pins in7 What the devils got ] into you F
 I In Smeads heart there was admira- tion for the nerve of the boynot a flicker of the eye nor did the lips even stir.
 ..Too strong for you, eh2'
 'sI'n admit that. You were toe strong fsa the mother. I've been think ing about her of Iate.s
 Leave your mother out of this con i yersat1on-s'
 Can you forget her panted the boy @YoQ were only six when she died. 2
 @Six That may be, but there were l five years of terror crowded into each I of them. If you twist any further you,n break the right one. and if you l do I'll kill you later on 2 l Smsad flung him aside
 The boy got up, brushed his clothes, rubbed his wrists and wiped the sweat of agony from his forehead live a i notion you'll be sorry for this Sbit of I gallery play. You ask me what I did with the emeraIda dropped them in the poor box at Monte Carlo X great week! Never told you about it, never let i you in. Then. in cold, level tones: '-I'H tell you the truth about the Prin- cess Xeniass emeralds I swore I'd never tell a living soni. Two men sine sent to hades were friends of mine, once upon a time honest. I sold the gems and divided the cash between the two widows It wasn't legal restitution; but they'll never be any i the wiser And as for the princess, theKe are some millions of fools left. So you see. Tm not the pupil you thought. I was-weak heart and maud lin sentiment. All Paris said I was in love with her''
 No, they didn't say that. It was the other way around, and you abused her.
 Runs in the family was the an swer.