Middletown transcript., 1920-12-11

first order, and all his ancestors be-
fore him-a rangy, hardy breed whose
wings would crumple in civilization
but he himself had always lived IN
cities. Yet the falling SHOWS, soft and
gentle but with kind Of remorseless-
ness he could sense but could not un-
derstand, had always stirred him.
He'd often imagined that he would
like to see the forests in winter.
In him you could see a reflection of
the boy that played beside the pond
of snow water, twenty years before.
His dark gray eyes were still rather
large and perhaps the wasted flesh
around them made them seem larger
than they were. But it was a little
hard to see them. as he wore large
glasses. His mother had been sure,
years before, that he needed glasses {:
and she had easily found an Oculist
that agreed with her.
Now that he was alone on the path,
the utter absence of color in his
cheeks was startling. That meant the
absence of red-that warm glow of
the blood eager and alive in his
veins. Perhaps an observer would
have noticed lean hands, with big
knuckled fingers, rather firm mouth,
and closely cropped dark hair. He
was twenty-nine years of age, but he
looked somewhat older. He know now
that he was never goins to be any
older. A doctor as sure Of himself as
the one he had just consulted couldn't
possibly he mistaken.
He sat down on a park bench, just
beneath the spreading limb Of great
tree. He would sit here, he thought,
until he finally decided what he would
do with his remaining six months.
He hadn't been able to 60 to war.
The recruiting officer had been very
kind but most determined. The boys
had brought him great tales Of France.
It might be nice to go to France and
live in some country inn until he died.
But he didn't have very long to think
upon this vein. For at that instant
the squirrel came down to see If he had
q nut.
1t was the squirrel of Destiny. But
Dan didn't know it then.
Bushy-tail was not particularly
afraid of the human beings that
passed up and down the park, because
he had learned by experience that they
usually attempted no harm to him.
But, nevertheless, he had his instincts
He didn't entirely trust them. After
several generations. probably the
squirrels of this park would climb all
over it's visitors and sniff in their ears
and investigate the back of their
necks. But this wasn't the way OF
Bushy-tail. He had come too recent
ly from the wild places. And he won
dered. most intensely. whether this
tall, forked creature had pocket full
of nuts. He swung down on the
grass to see.
"Why, you little devil!" Dan said
in a whisper. His eyes suddenly
sparkled with delight. And he forgot
all about the doctors words and his
own prospects in his bitter regrets
that he had not brought pocketful
of nuts.
And then Dan did curious thing.
Even later, he didn't know why he did
it. or what gave him the idea that he
could decoy the squirrel up to him by
doing it. That was his only purpose
lust to see how close the squirrel
would come to him. He thought he
would like to lock into the bright eyes
at close range. All he did was sud-
denly to freeze into one position-in
an instant rendered as motiOnlcss as
the rather questionable-looking store
stork that was perched on the foun-
tain.