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T don't know," wild the boss, kind
of musingly. "You're forgetting the
water that's been put Into It from time
to time by the speculators and reor
ganizes; there has been a good deal
of that, first and last. Nevertheless,
value for value, you know, and I know,
that the property Is worth more than
thirty-two. Including the bonds. What
I mean Is that If anybody would buy
the control at that figure, the con
j trol, mind you, and not merely a minor-
Ity and handle the road purely as a
" dividend-earning business proposition,
'he wouldn't lose money; heM make
money a lot of It."
"All of which doesn't get us any
where In the present pinch," returned
the traffic manager. "I suppose we'll
have to wait until Hatch makes his
first move, and I've still got fight
enough left In me to hope that he'll
make It suddenly. Punch the button
for me If anything new develops. I'm
going back to swing on to my tele
phone." Following this talk with Hornack
there was a try-out with Bllloughby
and Juneman, but as this three-cornered
conference was held In the pri
vate room of the suite, I don't know
what was said. A little farther along,
when the boss was once more whittling
at the dictation, Mr. Van Brltt strolled
In. Mr. Norcross told me to take my
bunch of notes to May and then he
gave Mr. Van Brltt his Inning, start
ing off with: "Well, how is the gen
eral superintendent this fine morn
ingr Mr. Van Brltt wrinkled his nose.
"The general superintendent Is
wondering, one more time, why under
the starry heavens he Is out here In
this country that God has forgotten,
scrapping for a living on this one
horse railroad of yours when he might
be in good little old New York, liv
ing easy and clipping coupons in the
safety-deposit room of a Broad street
jjThe boss laughed at that, and I'm
teTilng you right now that I was glad
to know that he was still able to laush.
"You've never seen the day when
you wanted to renege, Upton, and you
know it," he hit back. "Think of the
perfectly good technical education you
were wasting wnen I took hold of you
and jerked you out here."
"Iluhl" said our millionaire; "I've
Just had two englnemen on the carpet
for running over an old ranchman's
pet cow. Tliey said they couldn't
help it; but I told them that under
the 'public-be-pleased' policy, they'd
got to help it."
The boss chuckled. "I believe you'd
Joke at your own funeral, Upton. You
didn't come here to tell me about the
ranchman's pet cow."
"Not exactly. I came to tell you
that Citizens' Storage & Warehouse is
due to have a strike on its hands. The
management which seems to have
got Itself consolidated In some way
shot out a lot of new bosses all along
the line on the through train last
night, and this morning the entire
works, elevators, packerles, coal yards,
lumber mills, and everything, are
posted with notices of a blanket cut
In wages; twenty per cent, flat, for
everybody. The news has been trickling
In over the wires all morning ; and the
"A General Strike of All C. 8. A W.
Employees Will Go On at Noon To
last word is that a general strike of
all C S. & W. employees will go on at
noon tomorrow.
"That is move number one," said
the boss. And then : "You have heard
that the Hatch people have reached
out and taken in the C. S. & W.?'
"Hornack was telling me something
about it; Jes."
"It is true; and the fight is on. You
soe what Hatch Is doing. At one
stroke he gets rid of all the local em
ployees of C. S. & W., who have been
drawing good pay and who might make
trouble for him a little later on, and
fills their places with strike-breakers
who have no local sympathizers."
"But there will be another result
which he may not have counted upon,"
Mr. Van Brltt put In. "The blanket
cut serves notice upon everybody that
once more the old strong-arm monopoly
is in the saddle. The newspapers will
tell us about It tomorrow morning.
Also, a good many of them will be
asking us what we are going to do
about it; whether we are going to
fight the new monopoly as we did
the old, or stand In with the graft, as
our predecessors did."
"We needn't go over that ground
again you and I, Upton," said Mr.
Norcross. "You know where I stand.
But the conditions have changed. We
have been knifed In the back." And
with that he gave the stocky little
operating chief a crisp outline of the
new situation precipitated by the
Dunton-Colllngwood political bribery.
Mr. Van Brltt took it quietly, as he
did most things, sitting with his hands
in his pockets and smiling blandly
where Hornack had exploded in wrath
ful profunity. At the wind-up he said:
"Old Uncle Breckenrldge Is one too
many for you, Graham. You can't
stand the gaff this new gaff of
Hatch's; and neither can you go be
fore the people as the accuser of your
president and hope to hold your job.
The one thing for you to do is to lock
up your office and walk out."
"Upton, if I thought you meant
that but I never know when to take
you seriously."
"The two eng!nemen who ran over
the ranchman's pet cow had no such
difficulty, I assure you. And Isn't it
good advice? You know, as well as I
do. that Chadwlck is holding you here
by main strength; that you can never
accomplish anything permanent while
Dunton and his cronies are' at the steering-wheel.
It might be different If you
had the local backing of your con
stituency the people served by the
Short Line. But you haven't that; up
to date, the people are merely Inter
ested spectators."
"Go on," said the boss, frowning
"They have n stake In the game
the biggest of the stakes, as a matter
of fact but It Isn't sufficiently ap
parent to make them climb in and
fight for you. They are saying, with
a good bit of reason, that, after all
Is said and done, Big Money Wall
Street still has the call, and any
twenty-four hours may see the wlutfe
thing slump back into graft and
crooked politics."
"It is so true that you might be
reading It out of a book," was the boss
comment And then: "What's the an
swer r
Mr. Van Britt shook his head. "I
don't know. If you hud money enough
to buy the voting control In P. S. L.
you might get somewhere; but as It
Is, you're like a cat In Hades without
"Tell me," said Mr. Norcross, after
a little pause: "You're a native New
Yorker: do you know this man Col
lingwood ?"
"Only by hearsay. He is what our
English friends call u 'blooming
bounder' fast yachts, fast motor-cars,
the fast set generally. It's a pretty
bad case of money-spoil, I fancy. They
say he wasn't always a total loss."
"Did you ever hear that he was
"Oh. yes; he married a Kentucky
girl some years ago: I don't remem
ber her name. They say sue stood
him for about six months and then
dropped out. I suppose he needs kill
ing for that."
At this the boss went a step farther,
saying: "He does, Indeed, Upton. I
huppen to know the young woman."
That was when Mr. Van Brltt fired
his own little bomb-shell. "So do I,"
he nnswered quietly.
"But you said you had forgotten her
"So I have her married name. And
what's more, I mean to keep on for
getting it."
There was no mistake about the boss'
frown this time.
"That won't do, Upton," he said,
kind of warnlngly.
"It will do well enough for the
present. I'd marry her tomorrow, Gra
ham. If she were free, and there were
no other obstacles. Unhappily, there
are two besides the small legal dif
ficulty ; she doesn't care for my money
having a little of her own; and
she happens to be In love with the
other fellow."
I guess the boss was remembering
what Mrs. Sheila had told him In that
confidence before the back-parlor fire,
about its being all off between her and
Colllngwood, for he said : "I think you
are mistaken as to that last."
"No, I'm not mistaken. But that's
neither here nor there. Neither you
nor I can send Colllngwood to the
penitentiary that's a cinch. Where
fore, I'm advising you to quit, walk
out, Jump the Job."
At that the boss took a fresh brace,
righting his swing chair witn a snap.
"You know very little about me,
Upton, if you think I'm going to throw
up my hands now, when the real pinch
has come. I have a scheme if It
could only be worked. But it can't be
worked on a rising market. By some
trick or other, the Dunton people are
boosting the stock again. It went up
three points yesterday."
Mr. Van Brltt grinned. "They're
J discounting the effect of this little po
litical deal which will at least rope
' your reform scheme down, if it doesn't
do anything else. What you need Is
a good, old-fashioned cataclysm of
KDULlQIti something thatjwauld fair
ly knock the tar out of I. S. L. secur
ities and send them skittering down
the toboggan slide in spite of anything
Uncle Breckenrldge could do to stop
them; down to where they could be
safely and profitably picked up by the
dear public. Unfortunately, those
things don't happen outside of the
story hooks. If they did. If the earth
quake should happen along our wny
just now, I don't know but I'd bo dis
loyal enough to get out and help it
shake things up a bit.
After Mr. Van Brltt had gone, the
boss put in the remainder of the day
like a worklngman, skipping the noon
luncheon as he sometimes did when
the work drive was extra heavy. Mean
while, ns you'd suppose, rumor was
plentifully busy, on the railroad, and
also In town.
By noon it was well understood that
there had been a radical change In
the management of C. S. & W., and
that there was going to be a general
strike In answer to the slashing cut In
wages. I slipped up-town to get a
bite, and I heard some of the talk.
It was pretty straight, most of It
which shows how useless it is to try
to keep any business secrets, nowa
days. For example: the three men at my
table In the Bullard grill-room they
didn't know me or who I was knew
that o council of war had been called
In the railroad headquarters, and that
Ripley had been pulled In by wire
from Lesterburg, and that we were
rushing along hurriedly to provide
storage room for the wheat shippers
in case of a tie-up, and that we were
arranging to distribute railroad com
pany coal In case the tie-up should
bring on a fuel famine knew all these
things and talked about them.
They were facts, as for as they
went these things. The boss hadn't
been Idle during the forenoon, and he
kept. up the drive straight through to
quitting time. Word was brought in
during the3 afternoon by Tarbell that
the Hatch people were wiring the
Kansas City pnd Omaha employment
agencies and placing hurry orders for
strike-breakers. The boss' aswer to
this was a peremptory wire to our
passenger agents at both points to
make no rate concessions whatever, of
ony kind, for the transportation of
laborers under contract. It was a
shrewd little knock. Labor of that
kind is mighty hard to move unless
It can get free transportation or a low
rate of fare, and I could see that Mr.
Norcross was hoping to keep the strike
breakers away.
When six o'clock came, the boss
asked May to stay and keep the office
open while I could go down-stairs and
get my dinner In the station restaurant,
and he went off up-town to the club,
I suppose. After I'd had my bite, I
let May go. Everything was moving
nil right so far ns anybody could see.
We had five extra fuel trains loading
at the company's chutes at Coalville,
and the dispatcher was Instructed to
work them out on the line during the
night, distributing them to the towns
that had reported shortages. They
were not to be turned over to the reg
ular coal yards; they were to be side
tracked and held for emergencies.
Mr. J'orcross came back about eight
o'clock, and I gave him my report of
how things were going on the line.
A little later Mr. Cantrell dropped In,
and there wns a quiet talk about the
situation, and what It was likely to
develop. The Mountaineer editor was
given all the facts, except the one
big one about Hatch's death-grip on
us, nnd in turn Mr. Cantrell promised
the help of his paper to the last ditch
though, of course, he had no idea of
how deep that last ditch was going to
be. I had n lot of filing and Indexing
to do, nnd I kept at work while they
were talking, wondering all the time
If the boss would venture to tell , the
editor about the depth of that "last
ditch." He didn't. I guess he thought
he wouldn't until he had to.
It was pretty nearly nine o'clock
when the editor went away, and Mr.
Norcross was Just saying to me that
he guessed we'd better knock off for
the night, when we both heard a step
in May's room. A second later the
door was pushed open nnd a man
came In, making for the nearest chair
and flinging himself into it as If he'd
reached the limit. It was Colllng
wood. He wns chewing on a dead
cigar and his face was like the face
of n corpse. But he was sober.
Naturally, I supposed he had come
to make trouble with the boss on Mrs.
Sheila's account, and I quietly edged
open the drawer of my desk where
I kept Fred May's automatic, so as
to he ready. He didn't waste much
"I saw you as I was coming away
from Kendrick's last night," he be
gan, with a bickering rasp in his voice.
"Did you go up against the gun I had
loaded for you?"
Mr. Norcross cut straight through to
the bottom of that little complica
tion at a single stroke.
"What Mrs. Colllngwood said to me,
or what I said to her, can have no
possible bearing upon anything that
you may have to say to me, or that
I can consent to listen to, Mr. Colllng
wood." The derelict sat up in his chair.
"But you've got to keep hands off,
Just the same; at Kendrick's, and in
this other business, too. If you don't,
there is going to be blood on the
moon! Get me?"
The boss never batted an eye. Tm
taking It for granted that you are
sober, Mr. Colllngwood," he said, "If
you are, you must surely know that
threats are about the poorest possible
weapons you can use Just now.
"It's a plant, from start to finish P
gritted the man In the chair. "I haven't
done a d d thing more than to cash
a Jew. teiLJ.fojQJejJ&fiS jnd
nirn thelnoney "over to Bullock. Now
Hutch tells me that I was worklug
with a spotter his spotter and that
he can send me up for bribery. It's
a lie. I don't know what Bullock did
with the money, and I don't want to
"But you had orders to give it to
him when he required It, didn't you?"
Mr. Norcross cut in.
"That's none of your business. I
want you to choke this man Hutch off
of me!"
The boss had picked up his paper
knife. "I don't know why you should
come to me for help," he suld. "You
have been hand-In-glove with these
conspirators ever since you came out
here. Two days ago you knew that
they hud set a trap for my special
train on the Strathcona branch a trap
that was meant to kill me."
U was a randon shot, nnd I knew
that Mr. Norcross was Just guessing
at where It might land when he fired
it. But It went home; oh, you bet It
went home I
"13 n you!" gurgled the bounder,
half starting to his feet. "Why shouldn't
"Why Shouldn't I Want to See You
I want to see you killed? Haven't you
done enough to me?"
"No!" the word was slammed at
him like a bullet. And then: "As I
told you In the beginning, we won't
go Into any phase of It that involves
Mrs. Colllngwood. Get back Into your
own boat. Are you trying to tell me
now that Hatch Is threatening you?"
"He's played me for a come-on. ne
says he's got the whole business down
In black and white, with affidavits,
and nil that. He had the nerve to
tell me less than ah hour ago that
he'd burn me alive if I didn't toe th
"What does he want you to do?"
"He wants me to stick around here
so that he can use me against you.
He knows how you're mixed up with
Sheila and that you can't turn a wheel
without making it look as If you were
going after me on your own personal
There was silence for a little time.
It was an awful muddle, with bloody
murder sticking out of it on every side.
"If you have come here with the
Idea that I can force Hatch's hand, you
are very much misled," said the boss
at the close of the electric pause. And
then: "Has he mr.de it appear to you
th;'t he was merely trying to help you
avenge your own fancied wrongs?"
"He said I ought to get you; that
any man who would make love to a
married woman ought to be got."
My chief was looking past the der
elict and out through the darkened
"You don't know me, Mr. Colllng
wood, but you do know your wife;
and you know that she is as far
above suspicion as the angels in
heaven. Let that part of It go. Hatch
was merely using you for his own
ends. If he could persuade you to
kill me off out of the way, It would
be merely that much gained In the
business flghX. You haven't done It
thus far, and now he is using your
check-cashing excursion as a club with
which he proposes to brain the entire
railroad management, your uncle in
cluded, If we Interfere with his plans."
Colllngwood scowled up at the cell
ing, shifting the dead cigar from one
corner of his mouth to the other.
"So that's the way of It, is it?" he
commented. "He was working for his
own pocket all the time, and Uncle
Breck stands pat and slips him the
ace he was needing to make his hand
a winner. Between you and me, Nor
cross, I believe this d d piker needs
killing a few times, himself."
The boss sat back In his swing chair
and I could Just Imagine that he was
trying to get some sort of proper angle
on this young fellow who, in addition
to his other scoundrellsms, big and
little, had wrecked the life of Sheila
Macrae. I knew what he was think
ing. He had a theory that no man
that was ever born was either all
angel or all devil, nnd he was hunting
for the redeeming streak in this one.
When you looked right hard at the
haggard face you could see something
sort of half-appealing in It; something
to make you think that perhaps, away
back yonder before the spoiling be
gan, there used to be a man; never a
strong man, I guess, but one that might
have been generous and free-hearted,
maybe. I got a fleeting little glimpse
of that back-number man when he
turned suddenly and said:
"One night a few weeks ago when
I was full up, Ilatch got hold of me
drlck place" witn STiellar lie" made me
believe that I ought to go out there
and kill you, and I started to do It
Do you know why I didn't do it?"
"No," said the chief, mighty quietly.
"Well, I'll tell you. One night last
spring up at the Bullard you slammed
me one In the face and dragged me off
to my room to keep me from making
a bigger ass of myself than I'd al
ready made. I haven't forgotten that.
In all these crooked years, nobody else
has even taken the trouble to chuck
me decently out of sight and give me
a chance to brace. Drunk as I was,
I remembered It that night when I
was climbing up to a window in the
major's house and trying to get a shot
at you."
Mr. Norcross shook his head, more
than half sympathetically, I thought
"Let that part of It go and tell me
about this other trouble," he said.
TIow badly are you tangled up in
this political business?"
"I've given it to you straight on the
bribing proposition. Uncle Breck used
me as a money carrier because well,
maybe it was because he couldn't
trust Bullock. I didn't know definitely
what Bullock was doing with the
checks I cashed for him, though I sup
posed, of course, It was something that
wouldn't stand daylight. It was only
a side Issue with me. I was coming
out here anyway. I knew Sheila had
made up her mind God knows she's
had cause enough; but I had a crazy
notion that Td like to be on the same
side of the earth with her again for
Just a little while. Then this he
trailed off In a babble of maledictions
poured out upon the man who had
trapped him and used him.
The boss straightened himself In his
chair, but he still was speaking gently
when he. said :
"You are not asking my advice, and
I don't owe you anything, personally,
Mr. Colllngwood. But I'll say to you
what I might say to a better man in
like circumstances. You have done all
the harm you can, but, as I see It,
there doesn't seem to be any need of
your staying here to suffer the con
sequences. Why don't you go back to
New York, taking your wife with you,
If she will go?"
Collingwood's smile was a mere
teeth-baring grimace.
"Sheila made her wedding Journey
with me once, when she was Just
eighteen. The next time she rides
with me It will be at my funeral. Oh,
I've earned It, and I'm not kicking.
And about this other thing: I can't
duck. You know what Hatch is hold
ing me for. ne told me Just a little
while ago that If I stepped aboard of
a train, I'd be arrested before the
train could pull out."
It was a handsome little precaution
on the part of the chief of the graft
ers. If a flght should be precipitated
If the boss should try to checkmate
the C. S. & W. gobble the arrest and
Indictment of President Dunton's
nephew would serve bully good and
well as a dramatic bit of side play
to keep the newspapers from print
ing too much about the other thing.
"If you really want to go, I think
it can be arranged in some way, In
spite of Hatch and his bluffing," Mr.
Norcross put In quietly. "So far as
our railroad troubles are concerned it
will neither help nor hinder for you
to stay on here, now."
As if the helpful suggestion had been
a lighted match to fire a hidden mine
of rage, Colllngwood sprang to his feet
with his dull eyes ablaze.
"No, by God!" he swore. "I'm go
ing to make him come across with
those affidavit papers first I You wait
right here, Norcross. You think I'm
all cur, but I'll show you. There Isn't
much left of me but hound dog, but
even a hound dog will bite If you kick
hlra hard enough. Lend me a gun,
If you've got one and I'll "
"Hold on none of thatl" the boss
broke In sternly, Jumping out of his
chair to enforce the command. But
before he could make the grabbing
move the corridor door slammed noisily
and the madman was gone.
The Deserter
Mr. Norcross 'chased out and tried
to overtake Colllngwood, going as far
as the foot of the stairs. I went, too,
but got only far enough to meet the
boss coming up again. There was
nothing doing. The station policeman
had seen the crazy rounder Jump Into
a taxi and go spinning off up-town.
There was another Jolt waiting for
us when we got back to the office.
While we were both out, Mr. Van Brltt
had blown In from his room at the
foot of the hall and we found him
lounging comfortably In the chair that
Colllngwood had Just vacated.
'"I thought maybe you'd turn up
again pretty soon, since you'd left the
doors all open," was the way he started
out. Then: "Sit down, Graham; I
want to talk a few lines.
Mr. Norcross took his own chair and
twirled it to face the general super
intendent. "Say it he commanded
Mr. Van Britt hooked his thumbs
in his armholes.
"I've Just been figuring a bit on the
general outlook: you have a decently
efficient operating outfit here, what
with Perkins and Brant and Conway
handling the three divisions as self
contained units. You don't need a
general superintendent any more than
a monkey needs two tails.
" What are you driving atF was
the curt demand.
"Well, suppose we say retrenchment,
for one thing. As I size It up, yon
might Just as well .be saving my salary.
It would buy a good many new cross
ties In the course of a year.
"That's all bunk, and you know If
napped boss. "The organization
uJt r'xA hasn't a. jjpgia tuck of
dead" wood" In TfT You know very well
that a railroad the size of the Short
Line can't run without an individual
head of the operating department"
Mr. Van Britt laughed a little at
"If you should get some one of these
new efficiency experts out here he
would probably tell you that you could
cut your staff right In two In the
I could see that the boss was get
ting mighty nearly Impatient
"You are merely turning handsprings
arxund the edges of the thing you have
come to say, Upton, he barked out
"Come to the point, can't you? What
have you got up your sleeve?"
"Nothing that I could make you
understand In a month of Sundays.
I'm sore on my job - and I want to
"Nonsense I You don't mean thatf
"Yes, I do. I'm tired of wearing
the brass collar of a soulless corpora
tion. What's the use, anyway? I found
a bunch of dividend checks from my
bank at home in the mall to-day, and
what good does the money do met
I can't spend it out here; can't even
tip the servants at the hotel without
everlastingly demoralizing them. I'm
like the little boy who wanted to go
out In the garden and eat worms.
The boss was frowning thoughtfully.
"You're not giving me a show, Up
ton," he protested. "Can't you blow
the froth off and let me see whafi
In the bottom of the stein P
"Pledge you my word, it's all froth,
Graham. I want to climb up on the
mesa behind the shops and take a
good deep breath of free air and shake
my fist at your blamed old cow-track
of a railroad and tell It to go to tfce
devil. You shouldn't deny me a little
pleasure like that.
It was getttng under the boss skin
at last. "I can't believe that yoa
really want to resign," he broke out
sort of hopelessly. "It's simply pre
posterous !"
"Pull It down out of the future and
put It In the present, and you've got
It," said Mr. Van Brltt "I have re
signed. I wrote It out on a piece of
paper and dropped It Into your mall
box as I came through the outer office.
It's signed, sealed, and delivered. YouH
give me a testimonial, or something of
that sort, 'To Whom It May Concern,
won't you? I've been obedient and
faithful and honest and efficient,' and
all that, haven't I?"
"I'd like to know where you got your
liquor, Upton. That is the most char
itable construction I can put upon ail
this. Why, man alive! you're quitting
me In the thick of the toughest fight
the grafters have put up!"
"Yes, I know; but a man's got onry
one life to live, and I've always had
a sneaking sympathy for the high pri
vate In the front rank who didn't want
to' stand up and get himself shot full
of holes. I'm running, and If you
should ask me why, I'd tell you what
the retreating soldier told Stonewall
Jackson; he said he was running only
because ha couldn't fly." Once mora
the boss grew silently thoughtful. Out
of the digging mental Inquiry he
brought this:
"Has this sudden notion of yours
anything to do with Sheila Macrae,
"Pledge you my word again. I met
Sheila on the street today and prom
ised her that I wouldn't so much
as tip my hat to her while Colllngwood
Is on this side of the Missouri river."
"But If you quit, you'll go east your
self, won't you?"
"Maybe, after a while. For the time
being, I'd like to loaf on you for a
week or, so and watch the wheels go
around without my having to prod
them. It's running in my mind that
this newest phase of the C. S. & W.
business is going to stif up a mighty
pretty shindy, and I had a foolish no
tion that I'd like to stick around and
look on as an Innocent bystander.
"The Innocent bystander usually
gets shot in the leg," the boss ripped
out, with the brlttlest kind of humor.
And then: "I suppose I shall have to
let you do what, you want to and let
you pick your own time for giving me
the real reason. But you're crippling
me most savagely, Upton and at a
time when I am least able to stand It
Mr. Van Brltt got up and edged his
way toward the door.
"It's a good reason, Graham; and
some time say when we are walking
through the pearly gates of the New
Jerusalem together maybe Til tell
you about It. If I were really a good
scrapper, Pd stay and help you flght
It out with natch; but you know the
old saying capital Is always coward
ly ; and my present credit at the Portal
City National is pretty well up to a
quarter of a million, thanks to the
dividends I deposited today. Good
night. I'll see you In the morning If
by that time you haven't decided te
cut me cold.
I kept right busy over the lndexee
after Mr. Van Brltt went away, Just
to give the boss a little chance to catch
up with himself. He sure was catch
ing It hot and heavy on all sides.
All we needed now was for President
Dunton to come smashing in with one
more good jolt and It would be all
over but the obsequies, the monument
and the epitaph. At least that la the
way It looked to me.
Performing Duty.
Let us do our duty In our shop or to
our kitchen, the market the street,
the office, the school, the home. Just as
faithfully as if we stood In the front
rank of some great battle, and we
knew that victory for mankind de
pended upon our bravery, strength an(
skill. When we do that, the humblest
of all will be serving In that great
army whfch achieves the welfare of
the world, Theodore Park.tr,

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