The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1917-01-16

lease, when again heard his sum.
mons. He had risen and was standing
beside his desk, and as 1 turned he held
out his hand, into which I laid mine
as he drew me near to him.
"Youngster," he said, and the smile
which all persons call cold was all OF
gentleness into my eyes, these are
going to be some hard days for us all,
these next ten, and If drive you too
hard balk, will you?"
ITO the death for you I'll go, my
Gouverneur Faulkner" 1 answered
him, looking straight into his tired
eyes that were so deep under the
| black, silver. tipped wings of his
brows. 1 did not mean that death
had threatened myself from the math-
ematies in the paper, but in my heart
there was something that rose and an
swered the sadness In his eyes with
again all that savageness Of a bar
barian.
| HThen I'll take you to the point of
demise-almost-if need you," he an
| swered me, with a laugh that hid
| CULVER of emotion in his voice as some
| thing that was like unto a spark shot
| from the depths Of his eyes into the
depths of mine. go get the papers
verified and let me know when you
have finished" And this time ! was
| in reality dismissed 1 went, but in
my heart was strange smolder that
| the spark had kindled.
Inthe small room that opened off that
of the Gouverneur Faulkner, with a
door that l knew to lead into the room
of my uncle, the General Robert, 1
seated myself at table by window
which looked down upon the city
spread at the foot of the Capitol hill
lying shimmering in the young spring
mists that drifted across its housetOps.
laid down the papers, took pencil
from a tray close beside my hand and
then faced the most dreadful OF any
situation that had ever brought down
upon my own head. I also faced at
the same time the smiling countenance
of my Buzz. who looked into the door
from the room of my uncle, the Gen.
eral Robert. slipped through that door
and closed it gently behind him.
"Safe on first base! The old boy OF
the bayonets has been, called to the
governor, and he'll not be back before
they both have luncheon sent In TO
them. / have taken his letters, and
now I'm off, What did Bill hand
you"
Death and also destruction" I an
swered in an expletive often used by
my father in times Of az catastrophe,
and with those words 1 showed to my
Buzz the two long papers.
''Shoo; that's no big job! looked
over and verified this one myself yes
terday in ten minutes. HellO; this
other one is in French. Just run it
through, and if it is to tally call it,
and I'll hold this one We can do 1t
in fifteen minutes. Go ahead from
the top line across" And my Buzz
held the paper in his hand as he seat
ed himself in readiness upon the cor
ner Of my desk beside me.
"Oh, my Buzz, have such a mOrti-
fcation that I cannot add one to an
other Of these long figures! When I
place one number to another l must
use my fingers, and in this case you
see that it is impossible" Tears did
not allow in my eyes, but they were
in my voice, and looked into the eyes
Of my Buzz with great terror.
What is it that shall do? am in
disgrace
you complete edition of kids you;
don't you know I can do it for you
that is, If you know what ali these
kilo things stand for in English?s Do
your" AS he spoke that kind Buzz put
his hand on my shoulder with nice
rough shake.
(To Be Co1tinued.)