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By George Munson
X Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
The last time I had seen father
was in the courts-J3e was standing
up in one place and mother
in another, and I was be
tween them. The judge was at the
top, on a high seat, and he looked
at father so angrily that I didn't feel
like doing anything but cry.
Before that father had been away
for a long time, and mother and Mr.
Griggs told me he was never coming
back and I must forget him. How
could I forget him when he used to
play soldiers with me and we'd go
fishing together and have such lots
The judge told me I'd have to go
home with mother and forget him,
too. I guess I was only a kid then
I'm 9 now, and that was a long time
ago. Anyway, I forgot what hap
pened for some time after that, but
I didn't forget father.
I remembered him all the time, es
pecially when Mr. Griggs was at our
house. One day mqther asked me
how I'd like Mr. Griggs for 'a new
father, and I said if he were my
father I'd run away. I guess mother
didn't like that and she told me Mr.
Griggs would be a far nicer father to
me. But Mr. Griggs never played
anything with me and he didn't know
a fly from a worm.
Then came the time when I saw
father. I'd been to the store at the
end of the lane and I heard a noise
in the bushes and who should step
out but father? He was all roughly
dressed but I guess I didn't think of
that. I just ran to him and he kissed
me as if he was never going to stop.
"I thought you weren't coming
back," I said.
"Well, I don't know that I am,"
said father, "but I've come to see
you, anyway. How's mother?"
"She's all right," I said, "but 1
wish Mr. Griggs wouldn't come so
Father looked as black as thun
der. "How often" does he come?" he
"Every evening," I answered. "And
I guess he's going to be my father
now. Mother says so, anyway."
Father looked blacker than ever.
"See here, Roddy, can you keep a w
secret?" he said.
'"Sure," said L Father and I had
always had our secrets together.
"But this is a real one," said fa
ther. "You mustn't even let mother
Father Looked as Black as Thunder.
know. How would you like to come
for a week's tramp with me? Fishing
and fun in the woods?"
"I'd love to," I answered. . "Mayn't
I tell mother, though?"
"No," answered father. "You must
promise. That's the secret. Suppose
I was to be here with an auto tomor
row night at-12, do you think you