The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-10-07

Are they going to get into trouble for -harboring me?''
 "No, Iad-of course not! Weren't you living here openly? Did you ever deny your age or name or your home address? All our friends know who you are and where you come from. And, I'll wager you were watching to see if your number got called. Oh, no, lad-a real stacker doesn't go where he's so easy to find. Come on take a dish, and we'll go in and try to give our soldier boy an appetite"
 were seated at the table. Then, his lips twisting with scorn and distaste, he concluded his confession with words that startled me:
 "You called me soldier boy,' Jim. Fine soldier I am! Now listen to me you asked if I was watching to see if my number got called. You bet I was. And what do you think I was going to do if it did? was going to light out-where they couldn't find ican I am.''
 Quit that, Neal!'' Jim's voice com manded. You're hysterical now. You want to lash yourself with your done a dirty trick like that. Now, why don't you prove it to yourself by not waiting until you're called ?''
 You mean-volunteer?"
 "I mean ask for immediate induc-
 ''Now? Right away" asked Neal I could see him shrink.
 At once," replied Jim in a matter of-fact voice: Not to prove anything to Anne and me, for, we know that soul-but to prove to yourself that you aren't hiding behind even your chance of delayed call To prove to yourself that you're a real man!'
 Was that Evelyn Mason?" he cried before I could speak.
 Yes" I said duly.
 Then before our astonished eyes Neal rushed to the phone and called Evvy: Actually, at a moment like
 Miss Mason 9" he asked after a moment of waiting. "Evelyn-this is Neal Hyland. I'm ashamed to death but I clean forgot. We've had sickness sickness in the family. I hope I in my power to make up. No, I can't come over tonight. I've got the big sest job of my life on. Sorry, I'll ex- plain another time.''
 Slowly he crosses the room-Ev- eIyn and his offence of her forgotten. He came to the table and stood in si- ience for moment-his fingers trac- ing idle patterns with a fork he had picked up
 Then he coughed-thrust his head
 
 Jim, but even as he turned his face 10 my husband, he took a little step that brought him close to me and lald ms hand timidly on my sleeve.
 NeaPs face went white. With that Whlteness staring and dancing. be- lore my eyes, I got up to answer the summons of the telephone a moment later. It was Evvy-asking for Neal.
 He cannot come to the phone" I said firmly. This is his sister. Please give me the message"
 Curtly the answer came: .<You might remind him that gentlemen Keep their dinner engagements. Good
 Evidently that concluded the con- versation. so I put the receiver back on it's hook-and turned to Neal Jlm'' he said, about jumping in before they call me. I've got a a lot of need for heavy artillery. Is there any one in Washington you'd give me letter to? I'd like to 20 over to morrow and ask for my in tactlon to ynncn papers: ape If you'd be willing really stopped me from being e a stacker is living with a real soldier
 Jim got to his feet, and his voice was as reverent as a prayer.
 God bless you, lad! Lne,y ,,o,, V were wonde erf.,l real man man. The artillery is taking King them across pretty fast"
 s eyes asked question. Neal
 knew. I thought I could get ready pretty quick there, because it comes as natural for me to figure
 caught his hand to my lips, and as as | held it there I could feel my tears trickling down to noisten it My little brother was a man-and a Soioler. It was mine to give him 70 my country. But it was Jim who had done the big thing
 He had given Neal the cour.v. that made him a man. 9
 CHAPTER LxvII
 m handing in my resignation this morning, W and I'll chase along to forget that letter, will vol, Iir, Tu1 a,s asked Neal jerki1y next morning inst as ne was leaving the house.
 Bless your heart, lad, I'll give vo,, ne froe +I enan one letter I know a bunch ton.' III washing
 That's great, Jim. But don't for get the heavy artillery If can oa+ lnoucuon papers in that it's ali r csre '1n do my best for you lad p,,+ the first thing for you to do is cb.ee down to the local draft board and +aII want you" 'o IL they
 AShH' cIu. IT II dO Whafaver you say. You-you couldn't tel rea anyInlnS l wouldn't do'-
 Ihen: as if actually afraid of x,,h,, ne might be going to say Next MasI h,s Iiea uard AS the closing door punctuated with happy laugh: usoaho 4ou two." I cried-'tregular; men, Ihere's Neal just dying to tell vol, agaIn that your example has made a a ah1a lnan or or nm and that he'll never be anle to thank you enoush-and ins stead d, he shoots a few gruff sentences at you I'd say it for him. b1t nov hearts so full can't fish o1t ths S right words" ouI lhe
 "Oh. that's all right" broke in Tin, uneasIly, "I just helped the kid find nf nfmIelf; h5n:o,f It didn't do to let him think a few words at him. That's notbing Anne, But honey, what tickles me is that n I'm going to be able to do some thing for Terry" so1e
 Jim rose to test his ankle eineer1y lie Winced with pain, but managed fo grln and say that the old ribs weren', cracKlng under the strain at also one James Hunter Harrison would se' suredly report for work Monday.