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By Augustus Goodrich Sherwin
"I'll outshine him I've got the
money to do it That's how I'll win
The girl was Leonie Marsh, and
she was worth striving for. She
was not exactly the belle of Tipton,
for she had no vanity, loved truth,
followed its precepts and thought
rather of being kind to those with
whom she came in contact, than in
affecting any excellen.ce or promi
nence she was not entitled to.
It was natural that Leonie should
attract Walter Breen and equally so
that she should recognize him as a
1 real man. He was just starting out
in business life as a surveyor, and
had never pressed a closer friendship
with Leonie because' all ideas of en
gagement and marriage seemed very
far ahead. Walter had belonged to
the crack team at college, i was an
all around athlete, and his love of
exercise and nature had induced
him to select an open-air occupation
as best suited to his preferences and
"You'll starve to death, and I hope
you do," proclaimed his irascible and
displeased old uncle, Abel Dunn.
"Here's my law library, my practice,
my capital, all at your command, and
my property some, day. I'm getting
old and I need an assistant If you
don't take advantake of this fine op
portunity some one else will. There's
your cousin Cecil."
Walter repressed a smile of amuse
ment Cecil Archer was "a joke"
with those who knew him intimate
ly. A feather-brained fellow who
had an income from an old aunt's
estate, and in boasting of its magni
tude named the bonds, and not the
interest, which latter was his, and
not the principal. He was a short,
fussy, obstreperous little individual,
applied himself to nothing long in
the business way and was dreadfully
"All right, Uncle Abel," Walter had
said quietly. "I would like to see Ce
cil get along. Please don't misunder-
stand me," he added with serious
ness, and he placed an affectionate
hand on the arm of his relative,
whom he really liked. "I'm not fitted
for inside work. 'It would stifle me.
I'm not going to be a surveyor all my
life. I'm keeping up my engineering
studies and some day you'll be glad
I followed my bent and developed
v1' 1 7 i( J lf"'
"Come to Your Feed, Eh?"
into the line I am nautrally fitted
But Uncle Abel peevishly shook off
the kindly hand, and Walter realized
he was set down for keeps in "the
back"bf the books."
Within a month Cecil Archer blos
somed forth into law. According to
his braggart claims he was to be
come an heir to his uncle's fortune
and a judgeship "right off the Bat"
was his for the asking as soon as he
completed his student law course.