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opment of her resources instead of cial privileges for certain other indis tries at the expense of agriculture. I Springfield, Massachusetts, the agt cultural center of the North Atlant States, the policy advocated is bei worked out by the Hampden Couny Improvement League and the Eac ern States Agricultural and Inda trial League. Their effort is to bring about a better understanding betwez country and city, to rebuild the dying agricultural life, to promote gener business prosperity. To the League ha long leading manufacturers, merchant: bankers, and farmers. All are conscion of the interdependence of manufacturing, banking, and farming.
“More agricultural products are no sumed here in the East than are pN duced here," a large manufacturer o Springfield tells me. “The cost of fod and of manufacturing is constantly in creasing as the population increases
. La finance and manufacturing the Westis the competitor of the East. But the East imports the greater part of it foodstuffs as well as most of its rat materials for manufacturing, while the West, in addition to raising most of it
: own foodstuffs, exports great quantities of them. The West also has most of it raw manufacturing materials nearer at hand than the East.”
The Eastern manufacturer, as a re sult, has to pay his employees higher wages and has to pay more for his rar materials. When he goes into the mar ket with his goods in competition with the Western manufacturer, this doulle differential is greatly to the Eastemer disadvantage. Abundant crops raised in the East would help offset this dis advantage and would mean greater social contentment on the part of employees through reduction of their os of living. New England manufacturers cannot continue much longer to increase wages more rapidly than their Westem competitors. Driven by these conditions, some New England industries have moved West and some South, but either an extensive exodus of industries from New England or a lowering of standards of living of New England wage-earners would be fatal to Ver England. Manufacturers and banbers have begun to comprehend that their prosperity is fundamentally dependent upon that of the farmer.
ONE LEAGUE THAT WORKS Hampden County, Massachusets has not been the same since the League got under way. The League has shown farmers how they can increase their potato crops from twenty-five per cent to seventy-eight per cent. The county to-day produces about two bundred per cent more and better fruit than in 1913. Rotation of crops has been a plied to idle lands. There has been a large increase in swine raising. Five sean ago the county was rapidly abandoning
life. Tropical and sub-tropical plant insects are again enabled to flourish in California, Florida, and other Gulf States. One wonders why there are not more farmers and fewer lawyers in Congress.
66 America is over-industrialized," complains one farmer.“ Factories are turning out luxuries, frills, and nonessentials. Our wealth must be replenished—we need more capital rather than more credit. We need more bumper crops. The Government should make it easier for industrious people to own farms. The Federal Farm Loan System cannot because it is limited to loaning to those who already own land and can offer security amounting to at least forty per cent of the loan. Through Federal, State, and local co-operation a loaning system might be modeled after building and loan associations.”
One Maine farmer wants it made a crime punishable by imprisonment to speculate in farm products; he adds that marketing can never become satisfactory until we have a Government standard in grades. Another demands clarification and amendment of the anti-trust laws.
Here are six planks which the farmers of America asked the Republican and Democratic parties to put into their platforms:
1. We recognize agriculture as the fundamental industry, and we pledge
ourselves to give it practical and adequate representation in the Cabinet and in the appointment of Governmental officials, and of commissions on a bi-partisan basis.
2. We pledge to all farmers the full, free, and unquestioned right of cooperative maketing of their farm products and purchase of their supplies and protection against discrimination.
3. We pledge effective National control over the packers and all other great inter-State combinations of capital engaged for profit in the manufacturing, transportation, and distribution of food and other farm products and farm supplies.
4. We pledge legislation that will effectively check and reduce the growth and evils of farm tenancy. We pledge the perpetuation and strengthening of the Federal Farm Loan System, the improvement of facilities for loans on farm commodities, and the inauguration of a system for co-operative personal credit that will enable farmers to secure short-time credit on more favorable terms.
5. We pledge comprehensive studies of farin-production costs, at home and abroad, and the uncensored publication of facts found in such studies.
6. We pledge ourselves to accord agriculture the same consideration in tariff legislation as is accorded to other interests.
An agricultural economist from Pennsylvania declares that the hope of America lies in the harmonious devel
dairy farming; to-day the League has imbued dairymen with new confidence. Production of eggs has increased. Carloads of sheep have been brought from the West. Balanced rations for animals, modern farm plants, drainage, and sanitation are now the rule. Co-operative buying and marketing bave saved these farmers thousands of dollars, and have headed off the tendency toward too great an individualism among farmers. The Granville Apple By-Products Plant has recently been organized on co-operative lines, and will save the farmers thousands of bushels of apples heretofore almost given away or not even picked. The plant will manufacture apple juice, apple butter, vinegar, and jellies.
A farmers' co-operative market has been organized at Springfield to sell direct to the consumers only. The League has established through two loan associations a credit system which is patronized liberally by the farmers. It is striking at the solution of one of the biggest farm problems, that of labor. Farms have a knack of demanding that they be operated by human beings. A perfectly amazing system of boys and girls' clubs has been established with a membership of nine thousand for the single county of Hampden. All of these young Americans are actively engaged under expert supervision in the care of chickens, pigs, calves, sheep, bees, and gardens. I was amazed at the zest, the eagerness, and the spirit of play these young people put into their new-found earning power. They are catching the farm spirit, and many of them are already laying plans to become owners of farms.
The Home-Making Department of the League lays great stress upon the relation of foods to health. In four years fifty groups of women have taken up this subject. The importance of milk as a food is widely taught and advertised. The League is fighting malnutrition, lack of teeth care, the housefly, and poor clothing habits. It introduces labor-saving devices, and teaches household accounting and budgetmaking. Each woman pledges herself to pass on to others what she herself learns. All these and other activities are carried on among the foreignspeaking populations as well.
This significant programme is for city people as well as for country folk. Teaching and practicing sound economics of production and distribution, making better and brighter homes, bringing city and country into better understanding and closer co-operationsuch are the services of the Hampden County League.
The Eastern States Agricultural and Industrial League, Incorporated, now operating in the ten North Atlantic States, was organized about two years ago. It has thousands of members. They believe that farmers need pros
THE REMEDY What should our future policy toward agriculture be? What programme of agricultural reconstruction do we need ?
1. The vital relation of agriculture to National and personal wellbeing should be taught to the 25,000,000 or more people attending our schools.
2. The number of our agricultural schools should be greatly increased at once, and a truly National system of agricultural education effected.
3. Our rural school system needs to be overhauled and reorganized, and city-bred boys and girls should have the chance to learn farming.
4. All newspapers and magazines in the United States should keep their readers consistently informed as to the real problems of agricul. ture, and should make constructive criticisms.
5. The existing system of distributing food products from the country to the cities and towns, which has been organized without the slightest consideration of the farmers, should be reorganized in the interest of both producers and consumers. Our present system is costly, inefficient, wasteful, and unfair.
6. Some sound system of effecting ownership of farms by those who wish to own farms, but cannot on account of lack of capital, should be devised. In this system the capitalizing of approved character must be an essential part.
7. Farming must be so reorganized that it can pay wages and grant working conditions that will compare favorably with other industries.
8. Both National and State legislation should recognize and encourage collective bargaining among farmers.
9. The farmer must have actual and practical voice in government by appointment and election to public positions, and should be called into council when questions affecting commerce, trade, and transportation, both National and international, are being discussed and decided.
10. The Government should keep men in all foreign countries studying the methods and the tendencies of agriculture, and widespread notice should be given of the results of such studies.
11. Farmers and consumers should organize throughout our country for direct dealing with each other.
perous industries and thriving customers, and that manufacturers, bankers, merchants, and urban consumers need prosperous farmers.
The League is accomplishing its purposes through six special means. The Eastern States Farmers' Exchange purchased at wholesale for farmers $1,725,518 worth of farm supplies. The Eastern States Consumers' Exchange buys at wholesale prices for scores of employees' co-operative stores ; new stores are constantly being established, especially in manufacturing centers. The Farm Finance Bureau has established the Eastern States Agricultural Trust and has arranged credit among bankers and business men sufficient to finance $10,000,000 of farm business annually. The credit can be expanded to almost any amount as the business of the Farmers' Exchange increases ; and this phase of the work of the League alone is a great factor in getting city and country to understand each other. The Home Bureau of the League operates along lines similar to those pursued in Hampden County.
The League is organizing rural and urban boys and girls into Junior Achievement Clubs. Although this effort is only a few months old, over one hundred thousand boys and girls already belong to the clubs, and more than $300,000 of the $500,000 asked for the work has been subscribed. 'In Springfield seventy leading business men have volunteered as leaders in this work. Its objects are to set a standard of achievement in work programmes; to make work popular through club projects under trained leadership; to develop a sportsmanlike attitude toward productive work ; to capitalize industry, commerce, and agriculture for the benefit of boys and girls; to assist young people to earn money and own property ; to acquire habits of thrift and be businesslike. To attain independence at fifty is another aim.
Had I not seen with my own eyes, it would be rather difficult for me to believe what these clubs are achieving.
To the manufacturer it means more and better food supplies for his employees at lower cost efficiency. To the employee it means more purchasing power in his dollar, better living conditions, and greater efficiency. To the banker it means a steadily increasing field for his operations due to greater industrial and farming prosperity. To the merchant it means more sales and quicker payment of bills. To the farmer it means
more economic production, more satisfactory marketing accommodations, greater prosperity, and better home and community life.
“The well-being of the people is like a tree-agriculture is its root; manufacture and commerce are its branches and life," wrote a Chinese philosopher. “ If the root is injured, the leaves fall, the branches break, and the tree dies.”
BY ELSIE SINGMASTER
I think we ought to be in it,” W Johnland"Benny had been swal
THEN Simon Lee, the shoe- encyclopædia, and of him Benny and thousands. I wouldn't like to have my maker, left Blue Hill Village John made constant use.
name on that record.” on his strange quest, he seemed “Do you think they had guns on Simon Lee began to put away bis to steal away. It is a curious fact that the Lusitania, Simon ?"
tools. He looked very pale ; it seemal you cannot get out of Blue Hill Village No," thundered Simon. He was a that the perfidy of Sons of Liberty was even in the daytime without seeming to little
but his voice was the voice too much for him. steal away. When you walk down the of a giant.
“God bless Abraham Lincoln !" said only street, which twists exactly like “Do you think we ought to go into he, apropos of nothing at all. the letter S, you are never visible from it, Simon ?" more than one house at a time. A
HEN the procession was branch which you have disturbed sweeps roared Simon. into place behind you, or an oak tree About matters nearer home Simon lowed up and the whippoorwills seemel shadows you, or the corner of a log knew everything. Thin and spare, he to grow hysterical in their mockery, and cabin conceals you. If you step out of looked to be about sixty-five, but he doors closed and shut out the cool ere the village in any direction, north or was in reality seventy-three, and his ning air, Simon Lee laid down his hamsouth or east or west, meaning to de- memory went back to a time about mer and put his shop in order for the scend into the valley or to ascend the which the lads now grew suddenly curi- night and took off his leather apron mountain, you are swallowed up, even Blue Hill Village had remained and went up the rough street. It was a in the narrow road, by a sea of verdure. exactly as it was for fifty years, since starless night, and he made his way
war had maimed and molded it. It did slowly to Grandfather McIntyre's door. HEN young John McIntyre and not realize that the earth had more There he lifted the latch and went in
Benny Lucas marched away early than once turned upon its axis. It held with an explanatory “ It's me.” Inside one summer evening, there could be no olil traditions, it felt old griefs, old he locked the door and then sat dowu formal procession, because there was no antagonisms, old divisions. In the heavily in the unoccupied chair of the place in which to march. There was, minds of Blue Hill Village there was two which were all the little kitchen however, an escort. Grandfather Mc still a North and a South.
could accommodate. Intyre walked first, tooting on an old
Grandfather McIntyre looked up fife, and then came the boys, each with
pity we to fight with tearful eyes. They bors a little bundle, and then the fathers and mothers and the few young girls and sat on the edge of Simon's bench pierc- his years, and Grandfather McIntyre, the children. They kept close together, ing a piece of leather with an awl. white-bearded and tremulous, looked and the group was so small that they Will Lucas answered from his perch much older than he was. never occupied at one time more than on a shelf. Will always clambered The cries of the whippoorwill pene one limb of the letter S.
about as though bent upon proving trated here; they seemed to mock, be Not only did elderberry bushes and that lameness was nothing.
fore they were uttered, any thoughts or early shadows and corners of house “They hadn't any business to cut up plans which were to be expressed.. walls hide their bodies, but a loud sound the way they did. They were rebels. “You seen 'em go ?” said Grauja drowned out their voices and made “ There are Southern boys and North McIntyre at last. He spoke like the their little celebration seem ridiculous. ern boys together in the camps," said rest of Blue Hill Village in a patois The sound was that produced by whip- John McIntyre. “Do you suppose
which had in it now a Southern dram] poorwills whooping above their heads. there will be any trouble? It would be and now a Yankee crispness. The whippoorwills seemed to mock them a shame if there were.
Simon made no direct answer; be and jeer at them. It is to be regret- “Don't you give trouble !" cried said, “God help me!" not profanels.
!” fully recorded that Will Lucas, who Simon. 6. There are words must be but as though he were actually calling could not go to war because he was forgotten, like ‘Yank' and 'Reb.' upon God, and covered his face with lame, turned and put out his tongue in They can be forgotten if you think of his hands. the direction of a particularly scornful what
You must “Don't, Simon!” protested Gran'la bird.
be peacemakers if you can.” Simon McIntyre. He did not know the reason Simon Lee, sitting in his little house, trembled. The proximity of boys from for his friend's depression, but he was tapped and tapped and did not bestir Maine and boys from Alabama was to always sympathetic. himself. But Blue Hill Village knew his mind full of peril; the action of the Though he had only just come, Simou that Simon Lee had given each boy Government in placing them together rose from his chair. twenty-five dollars, a princely gift, and a tragic mistake.
"You've got John,” said he, bitterly
. that it was he who would look after
were right." said John “ I have nobody, and never will bare Gran’pa McIntyre. What Blue Hill McIntyre, earnestly.
nobody.” Village did not realize was that Simon, Simon Lee rose from his old bench. “ It'll be made right in bearen, seeing a faint glow of amazement and “As right as right,” said he.
Simon." disapproval in the breasts of Blue Ilill
They say there was folks in this “Heaven !" Simon Lee lifted his Village in the summer of 1914, had State didn't think so," said Benny hands high above his head. “I don't watched it and sheltered it and put fuel Lucas. “My pop says that. He says care nothing for heaven.” delicately upon it, so that in this sum- there was none of them round here, Gran’pa McIntyre put out his hand mer evening of 1917 it flamed to a con- though. They were going to betray to take a book at his elbow. It was suming fire in the hearts of John and the North even though they were bedtime, and emotion bad tired him Benny and other Blue Hill Villagers. Northerners. “Sons of Liberty,' they out. He knew that Simon did not mean Simon had books and newspapers and called themselves, and Knights of the what he said. knowledge of the outside world; he was Golden Circle.' But the Government 'You join with me in my Scripture Blue Hill Village's only Mercury. found them and took their names, and reading ?"
He was also Blue Hill Village's only made a record of them, thousands and Simon did not care to hear the Scrip
66 But we
ces read, but he stayed, not wishing first time he had gone away from Blue knee prevented a reminder that the hurt Gran’pa McIntyre's feelings. Hill Village, and this was his invariable station was not a hotel. “ I will read from Leviticus, the twen- manner of departure. He was so early When, after an hour or two, he woke, fifth chapter," announced Gran pa that he seemed to wake the birds, and his mind was keener. Again the light cIntyre as though he were in church. dawn was a pageant spread especially of hope glimmered. He blamed himself
was Blue Hill Village's lay reader, for him. The boles of the trees turned for a foolish waste of time. He would d he believed that which he read. golden, the surface of the brown streams not have needed to ask any questions. “* And thou shalt number seven sab- brightened. But, though he was not in- There was a library in which Governths of years unto thee, seven times sensible to beauty, he was at this mo- ment records were kept; there was the ven years; and the space of the seven ment blind and dull
. He walked on, his place to go. There he might even see obaths of years shall be unto thee head bent. He longed for John Mc- for himself what was written against cty and nine years. Intyre's Bible.
him. He turned his gray head to the 66 Then shalt thou cause the trumpet They forgave everything and every- other side and slept heavily. the jubilee to sound on the tenth day thing was wiped out in the year of At the end of the second day he the seventh month, in the day of jubilee,” said he to himself." That rested his head once more on the hard onement shall ye make the trumpet much I am certain of. Oh, I hope this back of a seat and was again for some und throughout all your land. may be wiped out for me!"
reason left undisturbed. He had found “And ye shall hallow the fiftieth John McIntyre and Benny Lucas the library and had walked about dazar, and proclaim liberty throughout had walked eighteen miles to the county zled and confused.
the land unto all the inhabitants seat, where they were to take a train “I will get acquainted,” said he. ereof; it shall be a jubilee unto you.' with other drafted boys, but Simon, “ After a while I will know whom I Gran’pa McIntyre went on and on. being a rich man, walked only to the must ask.” e was proud of his round voice and nearest village, and there hired a team. But he found no one. He sat down his ability to read without stumbling The boys would go West to a camp, in the reading-room and there nodded. er the hardest words. He did not but he was going east to Washington. Kindly attendants let him be, seeing ow when Simon rose and slipped He had never seen Washington, and it that he did no harm. way. When he reached the end of the had to him all the beauty of a dimly To-morrow he would go back. He Fenty-seventh chapter and found him imagined heaven and all the dangers of began now to be frightened. He felt so -ne, he was afraid that he had nodded a forbidden city. “Government” had small, so unimportant, except for his d that Simon was offended.
its seat there, and to Simon, who was long-past crime. A miracle seemed as But Simon was not offended. He was familiar with “ Les Misérables,” Gov- impossible to him as to the most cynical tensely preoccupied, and he walked ernment was a sort of Javert, cold, of atheists. His sin was written, his wn the dark, rough road uncertainly unforgetting, implacable. Woe to him quest was a mad one.
He would try ze a drunken man. His breath came who by his own crimes wrote himself only one more day. ickly and painfully. Simon saw sud- down on its black books!
This time Simon went directly to the nly a light, pale and wavering, against
desk. great darkness. Sometimes it grew Towns and cities sped by, the train “I want to see the records,” he exighter, then it faded away, then once
plained, frightened by the sound of his ore it brightened. It was Gran’pa tains and crossed rivers. Simon slept own deep voice. cIntyre's reading which had created through short, uneasy naps, finding him- “ What records do you mean ?" asked e illumination.
self with less courage at each waking, the young woman. “ The Congressional Inside his little house, he leaned That which he hoped to find at the end records ?" ainst the door, which he had closed of his journey was a miracle.
Simon drew a sharp breath. hind him. He passed his hand before He was sufficiently well informed “I guess so.” s eyes as though to clear away some about war-time conditions to know that “ What volume ?" scuring medium. Presently he burst one does not walk into Washington “Volume?" repeated Simon. to speech :
and choose one's room. He was pre- “There are hundreds of volumes," “ A year of jubilee!” said Simon. pared to siecp in a park or on a seat in explained the clerk. “What particular
a A year of jubilee!"
the railway station if it were necessary subject were you looking for ?". Suddenly he stretched out his arms to stay over one night or two. A few Simon's face colored darkly. though reaching for some great boon. hours of bodily discomfort would be a “ The Civil War, ma'am,” he exeads of perspiration appeared upon small price to pay for the cure of his plained vaguely. forehead, and his eyes stared as soul's anguish.
“ You look over there in that cataough he saw again a pale gleam of But he was not prepared for the logue and if you can't find what you -pe. Into his mind came disconnected chaos which he found. He spoke on the want come back.' ords and phrases, and he repeated first day with a hundred persons who Simon did as he was directed. With em aloud.
could tell him nothing, young clerks shaking hand he pulled out drawer
, “A far country,” said Simon, and who answered him vaguely and sent after drawer, with wavering glance he en other words which sounded like him to other young clerks, who an- stared at card after card. It seemed to will arise and go."
swered him impatiently or who directed him that records were like the leaves of After a long time he began to move him to still other clerks in order to be his forest for multitude. He returned wly about. He took from a shelf a rid of him. When some one asked him, to the desk. usty satchel, and wiped it with his savagely, “Can't you explain what you “Is there any one here who can exff shoemaker's apron and put into it want?" he stumbled away. The clerk plain to me about these books ?” he few articles. Then he lay down had touched the heart of his trouble. asked, hopelessly. on his bed. The whippoorwills still Without an explicit statement of his Major Bain will be here presently. outed, as though they mocked his case they could not advise, and Simon He is a veteran of the war; perhaps he range distress.
could not tell his shame to these young can tell you." Not only the woods hid Simon, but
Simon sat down in the nearest chair. rkness seemed to swallow him when At the end of the day he sat down His head nodded. Then he straightened went away. He announced his going in the railway station and closed his up, a sharp fear jerking him out of no one; between the hour of his eyes. He did not even try to find a sleep. This fear was a ghastly one. He solution and the hour of his depart- room ; he was too weary now to attempt rose and approached the desk. e his friends slept. It was not the a useless quest. His little satchel on his “ Was more than one copy of the
MAheld up his hand to silence Simeon.
records.made ?” he asked. “ Was it- “Oh!” The exclamation was long Simon was shown hundreds of lawka was it-spread about ?”
drawn out. Clearly a Son of Liberty row upon row, alike in binding. ** Oh, yes,” answered the young wo- was a different order of being from a “There are the others,” explain
“ Hundreds of copies of each vol- Confederate. Major Bain looked gravely Major Bain. “But two are lacking une are printed and are distributed at Simon, his bright color a little Then Major Bain capped the situatia through all the United States." dimmed.
neatly. “Mercy is better than justice. Simon Lee clasped his hands. The “I was misled. I have repented it said he.
ought of the forest leaves came back for fifty years. I thought there might to him.
be a year of jubilee to wipe it out. IMON did not know how he said They can't be collected when they The Government took our names and good-by. His next conscious moment have blown away !” said Simon to him- wrote them down, thousands of them. found him outside. He stood looking self. “I have been a fool." I thought they might be destroyed now. down upon an enchanted prospect
, and I could not bear to die and have my it seemed to him that he felt a spirit E meant now to hasten home, to name on such a list. There must be near him. It was not Javert; Jatent
other old men like me. But I under- was gone; it was another, great, wie knew could not happen.
stand the records are printed. It is too beneficent, who became for bim a sThen he felt a touch on his arm. late. I have not even a grandson to
bol. Simon stretched out his ans Despairing of making him hear, the blot it out. I—"
He did not realize that his bands were young woman bad reached across her
empty and that the little satchel which desk and laid hold on him.
he carried was somewhere behind him: “ Here is Major Bain. He'll tell you
he never, indeed, remembered where it what you want to know.”
Did he refuse even to hear a Son of Simon tried to protest. “I know Liberty ? Simon bid his tremulous lips ‘God bless Abraham Lincoln!" said everything I want to know. I am going with his thin old hand.
he with a full heart. home. Oh, let me go home !"
At last Major Bain spoke irrele- But an emotion even more intens But Major Bain, a gray-haired vet- vantly.
was to fill the breast of Simon Le eran, had him by the arm. It was his Brother, there are hundreds and Toward him came a group of soldien. special business to be kind to his com- hundreds of volumes of the Congres- brawny fellows who sang loudly a song rades, and it was a comrade whom he sional Record. It is a vast and impor- which made his heart stand still
. They thought he saw. He led Simon across tant work."
were Southerners—he could tell it from the room and into a little office and “I know,” said Simon.
their voices. It was cruel to have bez closed the door.
Again Major Bain held up his hand so elated and to be now so territial Now, sir, we can talk in peace. for silence.
as was poor Simon. For they say What is it you are hunting for ?"
“But it is not a perfect record. It is Dixie " loudly, defiantly, as thong Simon Lee looked at him. His cheeks broken, sir. Certain volumes do not they did not realize that the past mk quivered.
exist; they were destroyed. They con- be ignored, forgotten, forgiven. Sie “Nothing, sir. I found out what I tained
stumbled toward them. Perhaps L wanted to know."
Again Major Bain paused, trying to could persuade them that their cours Major Bain looked at him the more control the flood of words which choked was perilous. Then he stopped short kindly.
his throat. He had made many speeches It was a world gone mad! They ha? “It's fine to see our boys going," said before large audiences, but this speech changed their tune; they were singing. he, genially. “I have four grandsons. .
to one man was, he felt, the most dra- they were singing, these lads from I suppose you have your share, too? matic of his life. Simon Lee, seeing Alabama : They are adding to our record, sir." light once more, leaned forward, pale as Simon was a reserved and composed death.
“ The Yanks are coming,
The Yanks are coming, person. But he was mentally and phys- They contained the names of the The drums rum-tumming everyically exhausted, he was sore of heart, Sons of Liberty and the testimony
where.” he was despairing. Grandsons ? Alas against them. They were destroyed for the romance of his dim past, ended Major Bain paused again.
The Yanks!” said Simon, and again. by death! His record ? Alas for that! "Oh, why were they destroyed ?" “ The Yanks!" and still again, ** } He was seized, and suddenly, by an asked Simon Lee.
Y anks!" irresistible impulse to tell all his woes. Major Bain rose and thrust his hand The boys swept by him and Simon It was entirely an impulse of self-pity, into the breast of his coat. He could Lee looked after them.
From the but a single indulgence in self-pity in not deliver himself of his climax and bottom of the steps he saw them silseventy years may be excused. remain seated.
houetted against the sky. They stau “I have no children or grandchil- “ Because a Christian, a democratic, with their arms locked, magnificent as dren," said Simon. “I bave no living a merciful Government wished to for- though sculptured from some warm kin. And I have nothing to recall but get, sir. Your year of jubilee is over, marble. misery. In '63 I was tempted and I sir, long, long ago.
“ They don't know what they're fell. I was young, and I was worked Simon rose also. He did not think of singing,” said Simon, hysterically: “It's upon by those older than me.
going. He only knew that he must past and gone. They'd as soon sing one “ You were a Confederate ?” said stand.
song as another. They don't know any Major Bain. Then he smiled. “Why, “You mean that,”
better; South or North or Sons of sir, that is nothing. That is past. We “I mean that they were burned or Liberty, it's all one to 'em. God bless were fair enemies. We”
macerated or torn up. They do not 'em !” Simon interrupted the friendly exist, they are gone.
Then Simon stroked his thin old speech.
“ Printed books?” asked Simon, in cheeks. The climax of his happinee "No," said he steadily. “I was not
was, after all, tearful. a Confederate. “I was a Son of Lib- “Printed books," said Major Bain. “ Oh, I wish I was young Ilke them! erty.” " Come with me.”
said Simon Lee.