The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1920-04-08

NhNt EN I'm a base hospital at
Neuilly France. his face dlsfigured be-
yond recognition, an American soldier
serving In the French army attracts at
,enuon BY his deep dependency. Asked
by the surgeons for photograph to guide
Them In making over his face. he offers
IN derision a picture OF the Savior bid
ding them take that as a model They do
90. making remarkable likeness
The young mans lips parted In
grave good humor; Harmon was spell
bound az the effect.
'Ill try not TO keep you waiting.
This speed OF yours rather entices me
Besides. II my face is my fortune, I'd
better find IL out as soon as possible
This organization OF yours Is in New
York city. isn't it1'
my headquarters are. but I'd want
you TO work outside. I've got one spe-
cial town In mlnd-up the state That's
where this list Is. It's always been
one OF our hardest markets. and it's
got money 10 burn. Can't swing IL.
somehow-they don't respond 10 any
ordinary selling talk they're too hide
bound conservative. You know the
kind. Government-bond crowd. And
for a year or so they've been making
war profits till you can't see 'em for
dust. Manufacturing town. And I'd
like mighty well TO ship you up there
for a month or two; give you time
enough 20 get your bearings. and turn
you loose. You ought 10 do great work
In n place Ike that. They need a chap
like you-confound itl' lie halted
abruptly and shook his head In great
bewilderment. 81 can't make II out
at all You've got the appearance OF
n well. n sort OF a stralt-laced
youngster. n you know what mean.
and yet the way you say things. /"
The young man gestured blandly.
-And the town you have In mindT'
Its Syracuse. New York"
"Syracuse7' The young mans chin
was squared by a ruler. and noticeably
thrust forward.
"Yes; know anybody there1''
billiard laughed unpleasantly and
resumed his former attitude
"Why. u so happens" he said. bit
ing the words on sharply. "that I was
born and brought up In Syracuse. and
~ there's any one place in the world
! care less about than any other place !
I'm afraid we're at cross purposes |
from here on"
Harmon showed his vexntlon. !
"what's the matteri Haven't you kept |
on good terms with your old friendsr' /
"No"
Harmon frowned.
swell. Is II so bad you couldn't do
sny business therei How do they re-
member your
The young man regarded him ston-
ny for an instant; then gradually a
far-away expression crept into his
eyes: he started and caught his
breath.
"rll let you Judge for yourself" He
brought out a fat leather wallet. from
which he extracted n tiny photograph.
torn from an old passport. what do
you think OF thatr"
Harmon scanned II superhclally.
"Nice-loOking boy. Who Is her"
at was taken two years ago" said
billiard, resting his elbows on the
table. "You wanted 10 know how they
remember me, so I'm showing you.
That's a photograph Of me. taken two
years ago"
Impossible" Harmon snorted H.
THAT doesn't look any more like you
than than | dol Let's omit
the comedy; I'm talking business -
The young mans mouth curled.
Don't be mistaken. Mr.. Harmon
there's very little Joking In me when
ever mention Syracuse" Harmon
'hivered AT the tone, but waved the
photograph In scofing accusation.
You're not trying to sit there and
ell me"
u told you ! was In hospital for
'early year. | believe" said billiard
CITY. 1T was shrapnel-across the
ace. As matter OF fact I didn't
ave much Of any face left. But the /,
pretty clever. Yes
hey're cleyerl" billiards. eyes were
eedle points. "They make a man over
rom his own photograph. In my own
use ] preferred II differently. SO =
hen they asked me for something to y
Sc as pattern In remodellng me I !,
ave 'em thlsi" He tossed out a pic
are postcard, solled and frayed.'
Well. that's where the trouble began.
hey cursed me up and down for +.
I'LL that part OF II won't interest y
on j. His eyes were blazing now. and
Is voice shook with passion. "Natu- n
ally ! hadn't meant II as ID IN
teral as all that but they had IA
e under ether before I could help
yself and they went through
TN IL and cursed me some W
ore afterward They couldn't
'py II exactly. OF course. but they did sc
Ie best they could. Gloated VI
'er II Took infinite pains TO make ST.
perfect and sneered at me ef
nile they did II Sneered-and
ughed. Well you've got the