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"I know that," answered the other, "but I've got to beat McCune"

"By the way," observed Meredith, "you left your stick behind"

"You don't think I need a club to face----"

To H Fisbee a

thrashing I ot to walk la to

hobble on a stick" Tom looked at hi theht For

the rest of his life John Harkless was to ith just the limp they

themselves would have had, if, as in former days, their sentence had been

to the ball and chain

The as open beside the two young men, and the breeze swept in,

fresh fro in the air; it soothed like a

baly and heartiness in its crispness, the

wholesome touch of fall John looked out over the boundless aisles of corn

that stood higher than a tallwaves rippled across

thelades, where

the painted tribes had hastened, were marshalled the tasselled armies of

peace And beyond these, where the train ran between shadowy groves,

delicate landscape vistas, framed in branches, opened, closed, and

succeeded each other, and then the travellers were carried out into the

level open again, and the intensely blue Septe plumes of corn