The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-11-06
INsTALLAfENT ONE HUNDRED
THIRTY-EIGHT

THIRTY-EIGHT
~CONTENTl" exclaimed the ped
~ Ter. lord. young sir. its only
fools as IS ever c0ntenti A con-
tented man never done anything
much worth 'sving. nor said any
thing much worth 'earng as ever
] card. Never 80 for 10 be con-
tent. young sir. or you'll never do
nothing az all
why. then" said Barnabas.
smiling ruefully. ut is certain that
Z shall achieve something yet. be-
cause-I never shall be content"
that's the spirit. young sir
ann igh. jest look 40 me-born
.n The gutter. but I wasn't content
PIP The gutter. 50 I taught myself
10 read and write. But I wasn't
content 10 read and write. so
took 10 the book trade. and ere
am today travelling the roads and
VI a fairish connection, but I
amt content-lord, no. I'd Ike TO
be dook a-rOiling in a chariot. or
a prince o. the blood or the prime
minister a1aying down the law.
so u YOU can't be a dock or
prince. YOU can allus be-a man
u you try ard enough. What-are
80 going. young sir2"
Yes" answered Barnabas. lean
ing down from the saddle, good
by. and thank YOU for your ad-
vice. and ne stretched out MS
hand
Hereupon the pcddler Of books rose
~ his feet and rather dimdently
Clasped the pronered hand So
BarnanaS smiled down on him. nod
ded and rode upon his way. but as
for the peddicr. he stood there. star
ing after him Open-mOuthed. and
with the yellow coins shining upon
his palm.
Evening was falling as Barnsb has
came 10 the top Of the hill and.
drawing rom. paused there TO look
down 40 a certain inn.
Surely. surely nowhere in all
broad England could there be found
Just such another inn as this. or
one more fun Of that rep0seful dig
nifty which only age can bestOw.
And I'm all its length Of DAYS never
had The COursing Hound looked
more rcstful. more comfortable and
hOme-like than upon this early
autumn evening. And remembering
those two gray-headed men, who
waited within its hOspitable walls.
10 l. h.
might. perchance, even now be talk
ing Of him one to another, what
wonder II. as orr Barnabas gazed
down at 10 from worn steps TO
crooked chimney. from the faded
sign before the door OF It to the
fragrant rick-yard that lay behind
30. what wonder If it blurred all at
once. and misty. or that BarnabaS
should sigh so deeply and sit with
dropping head, while the old inn
blnkcd Its easements innocently in
the level rays of the setting sun.
like the simple. giileleSs old inn
that &c wasl
DUT To- all at once forth from its
ID Ve3thcr-bcatcn porch issued two
figures. clcan-hmbed. athletic fig
ures these-men who strobe strong
and free. with shoulders squared and
upright Of back. though the head Of
each was grizzled with years.
on they came, shoulder to Shout
der the one a tall man with
mighty girth Of chest. the other
Siighter. shorter. but quick and ae-
tive as a cat. and who already had
gained a good yard upon his COM
pauiOn. WhercupOn the big man
heightened his stride: whereupOn
the Slightcr man broke into a trOt;
whercupOn the big man fell into a
run. whcrcupon the sighter man
followed suit and thus. neck and
neck. they raced together up the hill
and so. presently reaching the sum-
NIT. very little brcathed considering.
pulled up on either side OF Barna-
has.
Father" he cried. "Natty Bell
Oh it's good TO be home again!"
Man Jack. it's all rightl' said
Natty Bell. nOdding to John, but
shaking away at the hand Barnabas