The diamond drill., 1919-02-22
AUTHOR or
fBE1 HOLDEN pRi AND l. DARRfl or The BLESSED lslIS
KEEPING Up WITH LIZZIE. ETC. ETC

'You see all ways are north when
you put this lodestone near the
needle" he went on. ''If IL is 10 tell
you the truth you must keep the lode
stone away from the needle. It's that
way, too, with the compass OF your
soul. partner. There the lodestone is
selfishness, and with its help you can
make any direction look right 10 you
and soon-you're lost"
He bound the last bundle and then
we walked together toward the house,
the senator carrying his sickle.
II shall introduce you to the presi-
dent" he said as we neared our des-
tlnatlon. "Then perhaps you had bet
rter leave u.s."
/ could not remember that / had
Aever been introduced" TO anybody. ]
knew that people put their wits on ex.
Inhibition and often flung down "snag''
fby way OF demonstrating their fitness
tfor the honor. when they were intro
lduced in books. / remember asking
rather timidly:
"what shall say when--when you
Introduce meT
"oh, say anything you want to say"
he answered with look OF amuse-
iInent.
I'm kind o. scared" said.
"You needn't be-he was once a
poor boy just like YOU"
"Just like mel" l repeated thought
fully, for while / had heard good
deal Of that kind of thing In our home.
Il had not. somehow, got under my
Jacket, as they used TO say.
"Just like you-cowhide and ALL
1the son of n small freeholder In Kin
derhook on the Hudson" he went on.
"But he was well fed I'm brain and
body and kept his heart clean. So OF
course he grew and is still growing.
That's curious thing about men and
women, Bart. II they are in good
ground and properly cared for they
never stop growing never ~ and
that's n pretty full word-isn't IL?
We had come In sight Of the house
i Jagged behind little when | saw
the great man sitting on the small
piazza with Mrs. Wright. l see Wv
Idly, as | write, the full figure. the
ruddy, kindly face, the large nose, the
gray eyes, the thick. halo OF silvered
hair extending from his collar TO the
bald top OF his head. He rose and
said In deep voice:
HE sows III luck who hinders the
reaper"
Mr.. Wright hung his sickle on a
small tree In the dooryard and an
swered:
"The plowman has oyertaken the
reaper, Mr., President. i bid You well
come 10 my humble home"
"It is n pleasure to be here and
regret TO call you back TO Washing
ton," said the president as they shook
hands.
II suppose that means an extra ses-
eion," the senator answered.
First let me reassure you. l shall
get away as soon as possible. for /
know that president Is heavy bur
den for one 10 have on his hands,
Don't worry. can get along with
almost any kind Of human being, es-
peclally II he like pudding end milk as
well as you do said the senator who
then introduced me in these words:
"Mr. President, this Is my young
friend, Barton Baynes, OF the neigh
borhood of Lickityspllt In the town
of Ballybeen--a coming man OF this
county"
Come on" was the playful remark
OF the president MS he took my hand.
'T shall be looking for you"
had carefully chosen my words
and ] remember saying. with some dig.
nifty, like one In story book, although
with trembling voice:
''It Is an honor TO meet you, sir, and