Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-01-31

the captain had not stopped to stuff his
own cars with cotton wool before en-
Baglng the enemy lie had risked all in
one nquld singing, overwhelming volley
and he had won
The Captains code was peculiar. TO saw
the least, and held the passionate pilgrim
IN ample regard, but, as he pointed out
TO Alan, 1t was a code of honor II
played game within rules. He further
remarked that the hawk was n bird of
eVil repute, but, personally. he preferred
MIN TO the eagle that fouls its own nest
Ihere were other pregnant phrases that
hunE in Alans mind for some time and
half awakened him to a realization of
Where ne stood. Many a man, propped
up by the sustaining atmosphere Of n
narrow world, has passed merciless iudg-
ment on such sins as Alan's-mental, un-
proved, sitting In judgment over the bar
that twists In the flame. But the Captain
was not one OF the worlds confident army
OF the INFESTED. He had roamcd the high
seas of pleasure as we'll as the ocean
wave. Alan would have struck back at
a saint, but he took chastiscment from
the old sinner with good grace
Alan left the Captain and presented
himself at the downtown Offices of ]. Y.
wayne d Co. They were expecting him
and he was shown in to his uncle Inn
mcdiatcly, to the evaporation of several
pompous, waiting clients. 1t was the
frst time that uncle and nephew had
been face to face since their memorable
interview at Maple House.
j. Y. Wayne was aging. He had lived
hard and showed it, but there was no
weakness in his age and he met Alan
without compromise. He nodded toward
chair but did not offer his hand When
he spoke his voice was low and modulated
to the tone of business. II wanted to
see you to tell you that you have over
paid your account with me. The balance
has been put to your credit You can
see the cashier about that. l want to
tell you, too, that have made too much
money myself to admire surprising
capacity in that direction in any one
else.
Don't think l don't appreciate the sig
nifcance of your wiping out debt which
you incurred unwttingy. | can see that
you had to do 1t because Wayne must
carry his head high in his own eyes
But and here j. Y.'s eyes left his
nephew's eXpressioness face and looked
vaguely into the shadows of the room.
His voice took n lower key with all
your sacrifice to pride you have failed in
pride You have not been proud in the
things that count"
]. Y.s voice fell still lower His words
hung and dropped in the silence of the
room like the far-away throb of a great
bell on n still night. Yesterday Glenn
was crying because you had not come to
the house. try to think. Alan, that it's
because Glen is there that you have not
come. If l could think that" j. US
eyes came slowly back to Alan's face.
A dull red was burning there. j. Y. went
on SHANE Is precious thing to a man.
Different creeds--different circumstances
carry us to various lengths Ethics are
elastic today as never before, but, as long
as shame holds a bit of ground in mans
battlefield, he can win back to any
height"
For a long minute there was silence.
then, on a common impulse, they both
arose. Alans eyes were wide open and
moist. He held out his hand and j. Y.
gripped 1t. 1t was their whole farewell.
CONTINUED TOMORROW.