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By Frank Filson.
(Copyright byJW. G. Chapman.)
John Barrett antkFranchs Rogers
were of much the same height and
build, but when they were at school
together Rogers was shooting up in
to a man while Barrett was still a
y r 1
"I'm Not Mr. Kingsley," Babbled
boy. That enabled Rogers to bully
Barrett to his heart's content
"You coward!" the little boy would
scream, as the big one pounded him.
"I'll get even with you some day."
"Coward?" repeated Rogers in
surprise. "Why, I'm not a coward,
Johnny. I'm just bullying you."
"A bully is always a coward," an
swered the other, dodging away. But,
though he had heard the old adage,
Rogers did not believe it. He con
tinued to bully Barrett until the latter
grew tall. Then he stopped.
When Barrett was as big as Rogers
he was the stronger. He could have
taken his revenge then. But he had
already forgotten or, if he had not
forgotten, he kept his resolution to
himself. Barrett was a slow, easy
going fellow, and Rogers a more
popular fellow at college. Their
paths seldom crossed, except on the
In one of the test games, the re
sult of which was to be the selection
of either Rogers or Barrett for the
team, Rogers bullied Barrett again.
Barrett had injured a tendon on his
knee. It was nearly well now and
not likely to interfere with his play,
unless he received a kick there.
Rogers knew about that and, in the
scrimmage, he gave Barrett a kick
which totally disabled him.
"Sorry, old man," said Rogers, as
Barrett lay gasping on the ground.
"I didn't mean to hurt you."
"You did, you liar," answered Bar
rett, "and I'll get even with you for
that some day, don't you forget it."'
But Rogers, who was elected to the
team, speedily forgot. And Barrett,
if he didn't forget, apparently bore
no malice, though he never played
football again and walked with a
slight limp ever after. By the time
they went into the Kingsley bank to
gether they were apparently the best
of friends again.
That is, so far as two such dissim
ilar characters could be friends. Rog
ers belonged to a sporting set. He
was promoted above Barrett, because
he had an "air" about him. He was
assistant paying teller, while Barrett
was only a clerk. Gifford Kingsley,
who owned the bank, had had a fail
ure with a big land company recently
and there was a good deal of reor
ganization work to be done in con
nection with the concern. Barrett,,
as general utility man, divided his
time between the defunct land com
pany and the bank.
Both Barrett and Rogers had
known Ruth Kingsley at college,
where they were contemporary witU
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