The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-01-13
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 'It is good that you have come, Rob- ert Carruthers, for the general and I both need you,'' were the words I heard him saying to me in voice that was as deep and of as much interest as the eyes, and as he spoke those words he took one of my hands in both of his strong ones. And if you say snails, snails it shall be, if Cato and I have to invade every rose garden in Hayes vile and vicinity and stay up all night to catch them"
 q think shall choose that corn pone and whisky that my uncle, the General Robert, has promised to me from one bad tempered cook at the time of my luncheon" I found myself saying with ] laugh that answered the barefooted boy who suddenly looked at me out of she cool eyes.
 "I thought I would let him have tryout with Kizzie before we decided to feed the savages," also said my uncle, the General Robert, with
 
 I'll have to go slow and tame him gradually"
 "No, he's ours. He's just come back % his own from strange land, gen sral. and yon'l kill the. fatted calf or :ooster, whichever Kizzie decides, With joy at getting him." And this lime the star eyes gave to me the quick sympathy for which had pray d before the Virgin with the infant in her arms in the little chapel of the old convent just before we had to flee from the shells, leaving my father to he sisters to bury after the enemy lad come. I think my eyes did tell hat tale to his, and the tears ached n my throat.
 'I know, boy" he said softly, and hen turned and presented me to the Mr. Clendenning, who was arranging papers at desk beside the window.
 do like with my whole heart that funny Buzz Clendenning, who has the :eddest hair, the largest brown spec kles on his face and the widest mouth hat I have ever beheld. Also, his augh is even wider than is his mouth, md overfows the remainder of his face in ripples of what is called grin. He is not much taller than am l. but ,f much more powerful build, as is natural, though he did not at that mo- mept recognize the reason thereof.
 Shake hands, boys. Don't stand looking at each other like young pup pies," said my uncle, the General Rob srt, as he clapped his hand on the back of the MT. Buzz Clendenning. You don't have to fight it out. Your fathers licked each other week about for twenty years"
 Cant even ask him to take off bis coat once, general" answered that Mir. Buzz with the grin all over his tace and spreading to my countenance IS he took my hand in his to admins ter one of those shakes of which I had had so many since my arrival in America: For second he looked star tied and glanced down at my white hand that he held in his, and from it to my eyes that were looking into his with the entire friendliness of my heart. Suddenly had great fright of discovery within me, and my knees began to again tremble together for their skirts, but before that fright had reached my eyes quite had borne to me an elder brother in the person of that Buzz Clendenning, and I now know that can never lose him, even when he knows that
 I'm no shakes in the duel, prince, so let's kiss and make up before you get out your sword" he said as he also, as my uncle, the General Robert. had done, laid an arm across my shoulders in an embrace of affection. It was then I made discovery in the strange land into which I was pene- trating-men have much sentiment in their hearts that it is impossible for woman to discover from behind fan. They keep it entirely for each other as comrades, and received a large por- tion of such an affection when that MT. Buzz Clendenning adopted me in what he thought was my foreign weakness as small brother to be protected in his large heart
 T am. very happy to so salute you instead of the duel,'' I made answer and did immediately put kiss on his