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Town squirrels flitted along their high paths in the shade-tree branches above the e lover, and he noticed them not at all, which was but little less than he noticed the elderly human couple who observed hiess had been happily ess lay in a ha by -chair in which sat Mrs Burgess, acting as a mild motor for both the chair and the ha the sidewalk," Mrs Burgess said, interpreting for her husband's failing eyes "I bowed to him, but he hardly seemed to see us and just barely lifted his hat He needn't be cross with us because so!"

"Yes, he need!" Mr Burgess declared "A boy in his condition needs to be cross with everything Soo and drink liquor Don't you rehed "I reain

"Why, it's a terrible time of life," her husband went on "Poets and suchlike always take on about young love as if it were a char and romantic experience, but really it's just a series ofto do soh-like, but in ordinary ti he can do, if he can afford it, is to learn to run a Ford And he can't stand a word of criticis made the least little bit of fun of; and yet all the while his state of s he can't stand He can't stand anything, and he has to stand everything Why, it's a horrible time of life, lad we don't have to go through it again, Freddie; though you're only eighty-two, and with a girl like Julia Atwater around nobody ought to be sure"