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gggggggggg SUNDA Y MORNING NOVEMBER 7. 1920. THE OGDEN STANDARD-EXAMINER 7 I fl
j" tre of )Utll ffoxtry James Earmmi I
Synopsis of Preceding Chapters.
JCTHONY WEST and his frioud Joe Shelbum. both Harvard
seniors, come to New York to spend the holidays. Eluding
Jo and bis sporty companions. Anthony takes Grace Thomas,
a prett telephone girl, whom lie has nei at the hotel, out to dinner
Later he escorts her to ;ur homo, where be passes a dellr.ous hour
'fh nor nrm at)out his neck and her kisses' on his lips. The next
morning Anthony is awakened by ft telegram calling him home bo
cuuse of his mother's serious Illness
Sfw CHAPTER IV.
TTIE name of Anthony West
had been, in the familiar
' phinse. one to conjure with.
MgH not onlv in Little Rapids, but
I I, . throughout the entire Stat? of Ne
jjl brasko, and even beyond the bor
dert. Knv citizens In the State
jBTH had been more dlstingui-lied and
$j5t3J3 none more helmed thin the editor
',:'' f "lpdf r of the Beacon. Yet he
vlin ''a'' n'urr 'ie'fJ Public Office higher
' un membership on the school
board and m-vo, . nselously sought
'JK the favor of any. unless candor and
:B kindness and good humor were de-
IttjjH vices for lecuring it, He mi,-lit
l' , . j. have made the large salary of a
i metropolitan newspaper editor, but
''afffi nothing COuld ever tempt him from
jpflHf the Deacon, Its baby circulation and
BH it? small income.
f'sW 1 Tn he !..rn to an inheritance like
I Hr- that was no mean a lvnntage. had
nthonv the younger but known It.
a Bit the prevalli ig modesty of the
hoiii a tint sphere was too clear for
iSfl oven a touch of the Incense of su-
gH petiortty to taint It. There was uj
QPw one above or beneath the Wests
jgjJ "Here Is a man fit lo stand ho-
fore kings," a fervent school teacb
911 er once said of him before the
Women's Club to whom she was
"V' . or sit down, as the case,
mi hi be," was his mild response
and ilao the opening of his address.
"I do that every day in my dealings
With the eiti-ens of Little Rapids"
jH And lP was speaking the literal
"1 cannot ond would not leave my
jSBmi on anv money wbn I die," be was
H wont to say. "but sbalUeave him an
ksla hoii"-t American bringing up in an
hone t American town If he can't
imib i.is- w.i' on that, no othr it.
-ff h -1 it 1 i f will help him."
Wffig Me had come t6 Little Rapids
Kyj "from Ohio, whither his father in his
turn bad tome from Massachusetts,
HrW and. &s the Nebraska town grpw
iujk and developed shade trees and a
H9I country club. Anthony 'st ami
the Beneon also prospered, "but
RfiS nothing to worry the (Jrand Jury."'
as he put
"A man's prosperity." he declared
on one occasion when a quickly
gSE enriched fellow townsman was fac-
HKJi InE trial, "should bo like a coral
reef If it's any faster than that.
flSt the c!iu.nces are he's using human
hones as a fertilizer."
HI "Son." be Mould remark to little
Anthonv, who loved the twinkle In
kM his father's eyes and the crinkly
EH smil2 around them, "son, if you
mM, want to be rich and also Innocent,
n3J you vn got to strike oil on your ov n
p proper) I" areideni. while drilling
tta?gW 'a?r But you've got to drill
Hlflf for something."
Annie West, his wife, was of pre
cisely his way of thinking and she
Idealiked her husband, She had
1 ome to the office of the newly
lighted Beacon, an eager graduate
m$ from the State University, as a
j?Sj$jjf proof reader and the cord thai vi-
MR brated between them from the very
H Aral soon drew them together into
frfflhcl the happiest marriage In Little
MRB Rapids. Her one dread, rt Brat,
jSKtl Was lest he should be tempted into
ItjfcfC the hi" city, away from the seat of
.IStfrfs Iheir happiness. Iler husband's
laughing philosophy however was:
'If I'm good enough so they Mam
ae to leave here, then I'm too good
0 think of leaving "
No one could have fitted better
into the office of the Beacon than
Jim Howard, assistant editor, nowa
editor, superintendent and general
HLf factotum. Anthony west would
Hr have had to go far to find such a co
worker, hud lm thought ot seeking
one. Rut Jim was the sort you do
I not seel;, but find. As a matter of
f tnet fact, It was Jim who came to
He had been a tramp printer,
who, like many of his klud. had
fallen into the morass of drink In
bone-dry State, (lifted though he
was originally, he had fallen, owing
to ins weakness, into a slate ot ut
ter poverty neglect and wretched
ness and llv-d In an almost con
stant stale of inebriation Being,
slrungely enouxh, of u scrupulous
honesty even In the midst of his de
bauohbt he would appear at his
place of employment with drink
sodden features, glased eyes, often
with onlv a red flannel shirt under
hia coat, and with a childishly va
cant snitre he would utter the singl
Neither he nor any one else could
fell the mysterious significance of
that partl'-ular place name. But its
meaning for themselves all his em
ployers learned very speedily. It
Man equivalent to "taboo." It was
as though Jim was saying. "Steer
clear of ni" to-day I can't work, I
am bllni' drunk and no earthly use
to any one." But It also meant the
truth, the bed rock undl.-pui.-ed fat.
no use or need of hiding anything
bet w een us
"Albuquerque, ' h would repeat
latuouily once or twice and then
wander away and reappear only af
ter a varying number of days, thin,
pallid, cadaverous Bui even with
bis trembling lingers he could set
more in r of type in a given time
than anv of the sober printers.
Men shook their heads pityingly
behind bis back.
"If ouly he could stay straight "
(hey said to each other, but in the
tone of one who should say. "If
only January could turn into June,
or the desert into a wheat Held "
No one ever expected Jim to
straighten oiL without the help of a
I ix-foot coffin.
But one day in Santa Pe, Jim
came across a copy of the Bea n
thrown out of a train window, and
he read the editorials and then the
entire p;per from the first column
to the last.
"That's the paper I'm goini: to
work on," he told himself and that
night he boarded a freight liaiu in
the general direction of Little Rap
id' He was thrown off, he boardef
BnotUer( he was arrested, but some
how, experienced tramp that he
was, he niado his way to Anthony
.'. sst'l office and asked for en.ploy
meut "This is the paper I want to work
on," said Jlrn. after explaining how
he came to flud it. "I beat my way
on the freights all the way from
Sante Fe." he added, "so as to get
West wo? diffidently experienced
to apprr-lse him at once and cor
reetly. but there was something
about tho man thai appealed to him
"t an you do job work?" he asked
"I can do anything except," ex
cepi keep away from th drink WM
what he w.in honestly going to say,
but he stopped,
"Booze?" supplied Anthony West
shrewdly, Jim norid. d
"This i: n prohibition town,"
laughed We 1 Jim smiled faintly
"Oh. I know " proceeded West
'That's no bar and no pun But
we'll take a chance. Maybe we
could get rid of the habit if W
tried together, eh? What's yojur
"Jim Howard "
"Well, let's take a chance. Jim.
and see what we can do together
if we try."
A light In the smouldering burnt
out eyes of the tramp, like a throb
of gratitude, was his only comment
on this. Aloud he said, "All right."
and he Was about to take his coat
off Bui he paused, remembering
that he had only a red undershirt
beneath it. Again West read his
"Here'.- some money," he said
Cheerfully. "Our emporium Is Just
round the corner to the right. Thev
cany home pretty good blue shirts
there You can go to work at that
case in there when you come back."
And so Jim Howard came to the
Beacon His struggle against rum
henceforward became Anthony
tude to that man's son, and grand
son. A great man Kipling He
understands the powor of friend
ship, of gratitude, of tho human
"And your father, Anthony, did
as much for me a3 f'hinn did for the
Bhll He made me a man. This Is
a secret, my boy; you mustn't tell
anybody But I feel toward your
dad and his son Just as the wild
Bhlls felt toward the Chinn family.
You see. I wasn't a man at nil until
I came to work for your dad So if
over you need a friend, what you've
got to do Is to came straight to old
Jim Howard and -.ay 'Jim. I need
you ' That'll be enough see?"
Anthony laughed boyishly.
"Sure, I will, Jim. I know you're
a friend to us think I don t know?"
No ouc more than a boy appre
ciates the confidence of a grown
man. And Anthony came to feel as
4:1 f- "v- .VV
mrs'-'. v '- -rBsgiHghB -
carried cut upon her to tho tune of further young laughter."
West'.-- struggle. He sat up with
him during his nights of horrors
ifter his first debauch in Little
Rapid?, took him to an institution
for the cure In Illinois, brought him
back and established him in his own
house for a period of months there
after, and made of Jim an unshak
able, devoted friend by befriending
"What you need, Jim. is what wc
all need." he told him. "friends,
cheerful surroundings, good food
and work that Interests us. I'll see
that you have all of those. From
now on you're foreman of the com
posing room and you've got to help
me with 1 he paper."
Jim wp.s cured When little An
thony was a schoolboy, ho remem
bered the word "Albuquerque"
merely a a joke between Jim How
aid and bis father, and about the
time Anthony was entering the
High School, Jim, recently married,
was moving into a little house he
ad bought in Boone street, only a
block away from the West house, a
much respected citizen of Little
Early Tn his career as assistant
editor of the Beacon. Jim estab
lished confidentially cordial rela
tions with the son of his employer
"Ever read Kipling?' he asked the
boy one day In the office.
"I've read the Jungle Book," An
thony answered glibly, "all about
Bagheera and Kaa and the pack
and Mov gU gee, I wish I could
ewlng that way from tree to tree"
"Yes," taid Jim, "that's fine that
story of the beasts. But now you're
going to the High School, you're old
enough to read stories aboHt men
You want to read a story called
'The Tomb of His Ancestors,' in a
book called 'The Day's Work.' It' 4
about the hill tribe of Wild men In
Indf' caMed Bhlls. A certain Eng
lishman named John f'hinn had
.ought them, ruled them and civ
ilized them. Hh was their friend.
He made the Bhll a man. they said.
The story la all about their gratl-
though he had two fathers He was
always running to Jim with some
secret and always confiding to hlni
some marvelous Idea. Now it was
a scheme to get rich by pigeon
b reeding, now a plan for converting
a bicycle into a motorcycle Al
ways Jim was patient and sympa
thetic, but always he was waiting,
waiting until tho hoy wa3 old
enough t-- turn his mind on more
Tin: brooding spirit of peace
that overhangs the aver
age town of the Central
West never whollv dies from
the hearts of its sons In af
ter life It appeared to Anthony as
either u bleak and dull emptiness
or as a BWeet pastoral simplicity,
depending on his mood. But that
curiously colorless geometrical yet
vital entity that was Little Rapids
never quite faded from bis memory,
and those days of his boyhood, in
any caoe. were halcyon days.
There was a fullness about them,
an Indescribable richness of occu
pation and detail that filled a boy's
life with i delicious sequence of in
terest. There wore rabblt-hutcbes
to be made out of packing boxes,
dOVOCOtOP for the squab farm in the
shod, a Licyclo to bo perpetually
(died and tinkered with and. of
course, the embroidery of school
and lessous that served as a hem to
the general garment of life.
And then there was Adela Gray.
She was two years younger than
nthonv, ond such was her amazing
genius (ho could explain it only on
the ground of genius) that she was
his equal and contemporary in
classes and usually his superior In
the marks she received. Hers was
not the robustious style of pretti
noss. of sheer young animal health,
but the more appealing and inter
esting sort, of dark hair, pallor and
large eyes and an extraordinary
gift for reverence and admiration.
Anthony West, senior, master of the
mysteries Of the written and printed
word, and a great and good man be
sides, was to Adela little short of a
demigod. It was an apt Illustration
of woman's eternal adoration of
learning, priestcraft and sanctity.
And some of her admiration was
even trarsferred to young Anthonj
She loved to be with hi.n. to go to
and from school with kin.; to run up
the steps of an afternoon and con
suit him about the ta.'k in Latin
or in algebra, not only for tho sake
of seeing him but so she might also
catch a glimpse of his father with
bis round pleasant face, his twink
ling eye and his humorous smile
"Where's mother7" the elder
West would sometimes inquire upon
ontorlng the houso with features
composed to the sternness of a hang
ing judge. The boy and trfrl. p ssi
bly working together at their les
sons in the living room f.'ould
laugh in anticipation. The j knew
"She B in the kitchen, father," the
boy would Inform him.
"Go and get her, son." West
would reply with unrelaxed sever
ity "Tell her there's a man here
who wants to kiss her." And the
children would laugh uproariously
and mother would appear in rc
sponse to the noise and sentence
would bo carried out upon her to
tho tune of further young laughter.
"I adore your father." Adela
would afterwards whisper to An
thony, her great eyes shining with
"Great old dad," Anthony would
say with masculine brevity and se
cret pride; but ho loved Adela for
Mrs. West was so happy that
sometimes she was sad to the point
of tears. The tears came with the
occasional forebodings that never
wholly pass by the feminine heart,
forebodings of the envy of the gods.
She loved her husband, loved her
only son, and the paramount object
of her prayers was that their life
should never change. In her best
and happiest moments she was
aware that to other families como
storm and tempest and shipwreck,
but she believed that somehow her
llttlo bark would be miraculously
spared. At other times, notablv
when she was tired, the very se
lenlty and gaiety of her household.
Hie humor of her husband or some
mark of brilliance in her son. would
bring the unbidden tears to her
eyes. If he happened to observe It,
her husband would jocularly accuse
her of being temperamental and
sentimental an accusation she ac
cepted with misty laughter In her
eyes. It was a charge she never
refuted, for every good woman is to
that extent hoth temperamental and
sentimental and unashamed.
Those middle years in tho High
School were so big and pregnant
with tho possibilities of lifo tbat
young Anthony at times felt him
self a veritable Monte Crlsto. The.
question was at which point to take
hold of the world that was so prom
isingly, so brilliantly his. He dls
CUBSed matter uith hln chum. Ar
thur Clark, he discussed them even
more Intimately, because more
easily, with Adela Gray. J nere was
West Point, there was Annapolis,
there was the State University at
Lincoln there were the Eastern
colleges and the professions an
embarrassment, a profusion of
riches Adela's earnest eyes shone
"No. Anthonv," she concluded de
cisively, "not Annapolis. I wouldn't
be a sailor for anything, if I were
you You do see foreign countries,
but you've got to be away from
home weeks, years et a time out
on the ocean alone In storms it
muit be terrible."
"Yes." he met her, "but look at
the training vou get- and on the
water you get simply rotten with
health! And the places you see
China, Gibraltar, Singapore Yoko
hama!" "For the sake of a few measly
strange places!" protested Adela.
"You can see thoso In other ways!
And you can do millions of more
Interesting things on dry land."
Anthony was somewhat dashed
and disappointed at her lack of en
thusiasm for a lifo on the ocean
"Women always want to keep a
fellow at home. Nobody would ever
do anything except clerk in a gro
cery if they had their way"
"Nasty thing!" exclaimed Adela
with Indignation. "Do you want to
leave your father and mother and
"Well, a fellow has to do some
thing I suppose you'd feel the same
Way about West Point9"
"No, I wouldn't How do you
know how I'd feel? But what's the
use of bfing a soldier when there
aren't any wars?" she argued. "And
it would be worse if there were
"Oh: yes! " this with mocking truc
ulence. "I'll get a safe little job In
Klein's grocery or in Waldman's
tailor shop and press the pants of
Adela "hurst into gales of laugh
ter and the discussion was ad
journed until the next time.
There were similar discussions
bearing upon medicine and law and
engineering. This last profession,
however, was only weakly touched
upon because of Anthony's dis
taste for mathematics.
"I'll tell you what, Adela," he
came lounging to her porch one af
ternoon He was obviously labor
ing under an Inspiration. "I've got
it' I know what I am going to do.
I've decided. I'm not going to study
for anything at all! Why tie my
self to any one thing, llko the army,
or nary, or law or medicine? The
great thing is to go to some big I
college first. Get a general, all-
round education Then you're fit for
anything That's what all the big
men have done. If you read their
biographies I've been reading
some of them. Look at Alexander
Hamilton look at Webster look
at Teddy Roo That's the V
game, eh, Adela?"
"But Hamilton and Webster I
didn't they know law?" iffl
"Oh, I suppose so. Everybody I
knows law I mean everybody ought
to know law. Easy enough to learn
law Yon begin with Blackstone,"
he elucidated. "I'll ask Dad to get
me Blackstone at once. Probably
Jim Howard's got one. I'll borrow
it and begin right now."
"Oh, that's scrumptious"' Adela
cried with admlratlop. I ll get a I
Blackstone. too, out of the library.
Then we can talk about it '
"Yes." said Anthony, tolerantly.
"Not a bad Idea, Addle ' Suddenly
"What's the matter, Tony?"
'Why," said Anthony, with the
air of a discoverer, "we've forgotten
the diplomatic service"
"Oh. of course1" and Adela j
elappod her hands "And you're so j
good at French and German,"
"Yes" nonchalantly "those
things are rather easy to me."
"Isn't it simply wonderful how
many things you can do'" mar- I
sellod Adela. In an ecstasy of ad
miration. "Oh, how I wish I were a I
boy! What can a girl do?"
Anthony was moved from the
sublime contemplation of hl6 pow
ers to give a moment's attention to
Adela's case. It was only fair. I
"Shucks," he said. "There are
plenty enough things a girl can do.
Look at your drawing' Why should j
you not be an artlsf Do you knov
how much some of them get for a I
picture?" Adela shook her head.
"Five hundred and even a thousand
dollars Is nothing for 'em to get for
one picture. That's poor Isn't it?"
'Oh. if I only could!" she mur- j
"What's the reason you can't?" I
ho demanded with a certain feroc
Ity "Look at Rosa Bouheur look
at all the others," he concluded
"I suppose I can scratch a little j
but you've got to learn color It
lakes years and years but look at
all the things you can do. Be a
Statesman a Diplomat be Great i
Oh, Antbonj, aren't you glad you
are not going to West Point or An
napolis?" Anthony nodded his agreement, j
and both felt that he had narrowly j
escaped misdirecting his genius.
It was at about this lime that An- !
thony made up his mind that he L
was going not to the State Univer
sity but to Harvard. Those talk?
with Adela and occasionally with
hl9 mother, the groplngs which
amounted to little more than turn
ing the pages of the books at Jim
Howard's, advanced his decision j
rapidly. He sent for catalogues to
Harvard. Yale and Princeton, but
from tho first Harvard was the uni
versity to which he was drawn
"Look at the language and liter- j
ary courses they offer a fellow
and the psychology and history
He could not see why every hold
er of a Harvard degree should not
be a light of genius an Admirable , H
Crichton. a finished and accom
plished man of tho world.
"Its perfectly grand!" sighed
Adela "I wish I could go there." j
"I wish you could," he said with
out enthusiasm. He was too ab
sorbed to treat that yearning for
the Impossible seriously. Girls were
always wishing for things beyond
What he could not understand,
however, was that Arthur Clark
. should not also take fire at the Idea
of going to Harvard.
My dad couldn't afford to send
me there," Arthur protested mildly.
"I'll have to go to tho State Unl
versify if I go at all."
"Neither can my dad afford It,"
retorted Anthony emphatically
"But I'll go there just the same
if I have to work my way. Nothing
can stop me." As this was said in
the presence of Adela. he realized
that ho had committed himself Ir
levocabh The glow,of admiration
in Adela s eves made a retreat from
his position impossible.
When Anthony sounded his father
upon his new decision, his father
"Is that the Simon-pure and only
genuine lrtest nbm. son?"
"Yes. djid. That's vvhnt I really
want to do."
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