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LJJJJ JUL9M BTPWSJfl GETTING EVEN By Frank Filson. (Copyright by-W. G. Chapman.) John Barrett and Franchs Rogers ,- "were of much the .same height and build, but when they were at school ' together Rogers was shooting up in- i to a man while Barrelt was still a ii& v r 1 SHE5'., IIkSf "I'm' Not Mr. Kinersley," Babbled Rogers. 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 tahV 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 athletic field. 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-. v 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 with is &4mju$ EBgSSiSS