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the ravishing effects of color in every sphere sound and active and your lungs full of fresh of life.

To train that eager mind of yours air. Youth and joy too will companion you to respond to these beauties is a task full- as a reward. packed with joy and happiness. Once you The great thing in training for happiness is let yourself get interested, no walk you take to give time and effort toward developing the but will be rich, no idle hour with nature as hundreds of avenues toward interest and your only companion but will be full of ex- activity which lie ready to hand within youcitement and pleasure to you. The people to train those bright eyes of yours to see, to who love her and who study her are happy observe, to quicken your understanding of the folk, and each step they take brings glorious loveliness and wonder of this world; to train return.

your powers of appreciation and discriminTraining your capacity for reading, your ation to bring to you all that is most worth understanding of the fine things of literature, while. Life is a thrilling, mysterious busiis another sure pathway toward winning your ness if we do not smother it under commonhappiness job. Language is one of our places and dullnesses. The things men are astonishing possessions, and is full of power doing are tremendous, and we too can be of and beauty. In great literature we find its that band if we will. This new generation highest expression, and we find, too, the now coming to the fore is sure to discover imthoughts and feeling of other men and women. mense secrets that are still hidden to us, to Words are strange things. You can never find new and great truths, to do splendid and walk side by side with John Muir, who has important things that will help the whole race passed to farther trails than any he followed onward on its mighty march. Each one of here. But take down one of his books from you can play some part in this work, and can the shelf and read in it, and you seem to be get the true happiness of understanding and walking with him, you see what he has seen, sharing what the rest are doing. thrill to the adventures he has had, listen to Of the happiness to be got through friendhis very voice as he speaks. You have had a ship and from the other relations of life, I have glorious hour. Or take a simple story like not spoken. To get this happiness needs "Jackanapes.” You read those touching training, needs effort. You cannot be a good pages, so beautifully done, and you have friend without trouble. You cannot, withadded something to your own experience, out charm, attract another. To be loved something that will remain with you all your and valued is better than to achieve a busilife. You have intimately shared another ness success that leaves you lonely and dismind, another heart, through words, printed liked. It is a fine thing to succeed in your words. Is it not truly wonderful? And are business; give it your whole-hearted effort. not all sorts of lives and experiences and all But it is still finer to achieve a sincerity, a the long thoughts of the generations of man generosity, and simplicity that will make you yours if you choose to seek them? The love good to be with, will make those who know of books is a great love, a great power for you love you. Happiness comes with love, happiness, and you can train yourself to find if that love is gentle and giving. You must that love. To throw it away on cheap or work hard to make yourself lovable clean vulgar stuff is to suffer a loss difficult to through, a work that goes on all your life and measure.

every minute of that life, but there is no Play and the joy of bodily exercise are one surer way to grasp happiness than that. of the simpler methods of getting at our hap- Life is a dangerous business, certainly, and piness job that ought not to be overlooked. all we cherish most in it may be swept away When we are youngsters we take to this form in an instant. But the fiber of happiness is of happiness naturally; but as we begin to not so easily destroyed. Sorrow and loss grow older, many of us neglect it. Girls come to all, to some more, to others less. especially are apt to let play and sport fade But it is from the warp and woof of your days out of their lives. This is a great pity. that you construct happiness. It is born of There is no reason why a woman should not the full use and gift of yourself; it is born of rejoice in play all her life long, should not take character, of delight in the day's employexercise for the sheer pleasure of it, if she be ment, of an open heart to the beauty and the healthy. Walking and swimming and golf- wonder of the world you are in, of response to ing are easy to keep up, and are valuable the great calls that reach even beyond it. items toward happiness. And girls delight You cannot buy happiness, you have to make in them as well as boys. Keep your limbs it. Its material lies within you.

“LONE-STEER” FOSTER

By BAYARD D. YORK

The second practice game of the season drew there floated up the stairway to his open door to a glorious close. From the enthusias- the whistled strains of “The Wearing of the tic stands sounded the Lockwood cheer: Green.”

Little Nick Hurley danced into the room, “Rah-rah, rah-rah, rah-rahLockwood, Lockwood, Lockwood!”

singing in ungrammatical paraphrase:

“It 's the most distressful country that ever you Foster, right tackle, walked slowly to the

have knew "gym.” The team, he felt, was a wonder. They ’re hanging men and women here for the Of course, there were still rough spots in the

wearing of the blue!" playing, but these would be smoothed out as Had Bolles come into the room like that, the season advanced. Every man on the it would have made Foster wild, but you had team was either a brilliant player or a smoothly to like little Nick whether you wanted to or running cog in an almost perfect machine. not.

Foster was well aware that he was one of "That 's what Ellington will want to do the cogs. This was his third year on the after the big game," Nick remarked. “But team; and in all that time he could not recall we 'll wear the blue just the same, and we 'll one occasion on which, in the heat of play drape a little blue haze over them-eh, Mr. when school spirit ran wild and the cheers Right-Tackle Man?were ripped out with crashing force, his name He eyed the large history book skittishly. had ever been heard. A cog is not a spectacu- “Say, you study and play football and lar thing. Sometimes a realization of this and eat and sleep-you do sleep sometimes, cut into his soul. Then he would say to him- don't you?" he said. "Do you do anything self:

else?“They used to call your father an 'off-ox.' "Is n't that enough?" Foster asked with a It looks as if you might be labeled 'The Lone bit of a smile. Steer.' Forget the other fellows."

Nick sat down and threw one leg over the Most of the fellows he did forget, plodding arm of the chair. his lone, stolid way; but there was one of "Uh-huh!" he agreed. "Only-don't you them who always irritated him. This was ever have some great wish not connected with Bolles. Like Foster, Bolles was earning his studies or football? Now, me, for instance way through school, but there the likeness I want to be governor some day and wear a between them ended. Bolles was popular, silk hat. Don't you—” clever, well-dressed, a bit slangy. Whatever The tone of banter disappeared abruptly he tried for always seemed to come to him from Nick's voice. He seemed to realize that without effort to Foster's disgust.

his words had struck a deep chord. "Well, fellows," said Bolles, breezing into Five minutes later Foster was slowly tellthe gym just as Foster was gingerly adjust- ing something that he had never expected to ing the hot and cold water of the shower, let anybody know about. “'t was a snappy game. I hand it to you- “It is n't an ordinary feeling at all," he you're a team!"

said. "It 's something that just gets hold of Foster gave the little wheel a savage turn, your whole soul and pulls and twists it tilland half scalded himself. He rubbed down till you 're almost ready to do anything-anyand dressed rapidly and then strode out. thing you should n't,” he added with a wry The gym was too much like a farm-yard of smile. “You see, Mother's folks always lived cackling hens, he thought resentfully. near the ocean—and the pounding of the

He stopped at the little yellow-front lunch- breakers and the smell of the salt spray were room for supper, and then climbed the steep bred into her bones. When she married stairs to his third-story room.

Father and he took her to the farm, he As a "lone steer” he usually had plenty of promised to go back with her to the shore now opportunity for study. To-night was to be and then-but he never did. He never had an exception. He was just becoming in- the money for it. She died the year before volved in the intracacies of mediæval history Father did-partly of homesickness for the when, dimly at first and then loud and clear, ocean, I think!”

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'WHAT ABOUT IT, SON-HAVE YOU ANY USE FOR SIX DOLLARS A WEEK IN YOUR YOUNG LIFE?" (SEE NEXT PAGE) “but just when I had money enough saved ing for a young man to work Saturdays. Yes, up, the dentist had to have it--and then and"-he held up a hand at Foster's attempted some other expenses came along."

interruption-"I know you play football "That 's tough!” exclaimed Nick. “If I that day, son. I know all about you. In had a bank handy, I 'd leave the safe un- fact, from the two hundred and forty-six locked so you could help yourself; but- young men who form the masculine part of

He was interrupted by the sudden appear- Lockwood High, I have selected you as the ance at the door of a tall man whose every one who most nearly fills my special and very motion displayed energy and efficiency. particular requirements. Now-money talks,

“Evening, Foster," said this new arrival. does n't it? This is no common proposition “You don't know me, but I know you- that I'm placing before your wondering eyes. which is more to the point. May I have ten Here is the idea in tabloid form: we want you minutes of your time?

to work from eight A.M. until ten P.M. each Saturday,—work hard, too,--for which we It was a large magazine. He opened it will present to you each Saturday evening with slightly unsteady fingers—and for a six round shiny silver plunks--or their equiv

or their equiv- long time stood looking at the full-page picture alent. Ah-that brought a flicker of interest of a wonderful surf breaking upon the rocks, to your eyes, did n't it!

the broad blue ocean in the background. He leaned back and shook a finger at the "I am going to see it at last!” he murmured. lad.

He sat down and began to figure how much “What 's the matter with the young men he would save each week. of to-day?" he growled. “I 've fired nine Now a cog, even an unimportant cog, canboys in the past two weeks

-if this goes on

not be removed from a machine without upmuch longer, I 'll be getting old before my setting the working of it—and Foster was time. Some of them slam around and smash

not an insignificant cog, as opposing teams things; some of them go to sleep and fall into well knew. the sugar barrel; some of them are sassy to His defection hit the team hard. They customers. I tell you,” he waved his hands won two games by rather small scores and impressively—“there 's fame and fortune tied the next, when all three should have waiting for the chap who is willing to take a been won by big scores. real interest in his work. What about it, son The Sunday afternoon following the tie -have you any use for six dollars a week in game, Foster heard a disturbance on the your young life?

stairs, that presently resolved itself into: Lone-steer Foster sat very still. Around

"It's the most distressful country that ever you his knees his hands were clenched. Had he

did knowany use for six dollars a week-ah, the roar They ’re hanging men and women now for workof the ocean seemed to grow out of the words!

ing in de sto'!" But there was the team! For four years "Bad poetry, but good principle," Nick renow, Ellington Academy had beaten Lock- marked as he came in. “We 're thinking of wood. It was no time for anybody to quit. hanging every fellow who works in a store.”

"I 'd like to do it,” Foster said, in a low "Hang away," said Foster, shortly. tone. “But I can't go back on the team. "Well, I 'm nothing but a senior,” Nick After the season is over

murmured. "I 've seen three teams beaten "Nothing doing," said Bitmore, promptly. by that Ellington bunch-I suppose I can "I 'm after a man nowand I 'm going to live through another defeat, though it does get one now. To tell the truth, it was just a n't seem so just now." toss-up between you and another fellow- He sat down and pulled a bag of chocolate you won by a hair. I don't want to urge you peppermints from his pocket. -but it 's now or never with this proposition.” "I know you have n't any vices,” he There was a moment of silence.

grinned; "but a couple of these won't cut your “Do I understand it 's only the team that mental efficiency more than three per cent. makes you hesitate?

I'm trying to bribe you into seeing reason. “But for that, I'd say 'yes' in a second!” The fellows are pretty sore and I don't Foster cried.

exactly blame them. I don't blame you "Well,” said Bitmore; “just between you either. It's all in the point of view. I don't and me, what has the team ever done for you blame you, but I think you are making a —they don't pay your room rent, do they?” mistake."

Foster's face hardened. The opportunity "How?” Foster demanded. to realize his great dream of seeing the ocean "It 's a little hard to put it into words," had come to him at last. Should he throw it Nick said slowly. “It 's sort of that you are away because of any feeling of loyalty to a trying to play a lone game-all off by yourteam and a school that regarded him as a self. I don't believe it pays. Now there 's mere cog?

Bob Bolles He stood up. “I'll come,” he said quietly. “Bolles!" There was a world of scorn in “You want me to begin next Saturday, I pre- Foster's tone. sume?"

“There 's Bob Bolles,” Nick continued "At eight sharp," said Bitmore, concisely. imperturbably. "I would n't trust Bob

When Bitmore had gone, Foster took from around the corner with a nickle-plated stickone of the shelves behind him a rather large pin; but he 's friendly—" package that was protected by brown wrap- “If you care for that kind of a friend,” ping-paper and undid it very carefully. Foster broke in.

the game.

"That 's just it," Nick replied. "I don't other fellow who was to receive that six care for that kind of a friend; but Bob just dollars a week! takes it for granted that I think he's my long- That night, just before going to bed, lost brother—and pretty soon I 'm thinking Foster took the large magazine from the that he is. You can't overlook Bob or snub shelf and looked at the picture of the ocean him- even though there is n't much of any- again. thing to him. Now there 's a lot to you, "Oh, well," he said at length, "I'll see it don't bother to bow, I may be saying that some time!just for effect,-but you keep it so tightly Foster went back to the team quietly and shut up inside of yourself that nobody gets without words, his mind made up to atone any benefit from it.”

for his disloyalty. But the Middleton game "I don't owe the fellows anything," said was a keen disappointment. Lockwood Foster.

played raggedly and barely won. The old Nick reached for another peppermint. smoothness was gone. The missing cog had

"I 'm not so sure of that,” he said slowly. been restored, but it no longer fitted per“That Satanic old thing they call geometry- fectly. you 've heard of it, have n't you?—used to As the week of the big game progressed, say that the whole is greater than any of its the practice disclosed little improvement. parts. Maybe it is. But a part of any school Still, the players and the school kept alive a is the thing they call 'school spirit'-and it faith that the team would “come back” in seems to me that school spirit is something that is bigger than the team, bigger than the This faith was shaken when Ellington fellows, bigger than the whole school.”

scored a touchdown in the first five minutes He rolled the last peppermint onto the of play; it glowed again when Lockwood tied table, made a balloon of the bag, and burst it the score in the second quarter; and flamed between his hands.

into glorious brightness when Cowles, the “Anyway, that 's how I feel,” he went on. full-back, kicked a pretty field-goal and put "It sounds silly, perhaps—but I'd sacrifice a Lockwood ahead, ten to seven. But in the whole lot for that little blue pennant with second half, Ellington ripped things to pieces the white 'L' on it. That little flag stands and scored another touchdown, making the for all that the school has been and done in the score fourteen to ten. past eighty years and that 's a bigger thing, There it stood when, in the last quarter, Foster, than you or I can hope to chisel out, Ellington got the ball near the center of the playing it alone.”

field and started for the Lockwood goal-line Foster sat very still for a long time.

with a fury in her attack that seemed irre“I don't like to admit it,” he said slowly; sistible. "but I have n't felt comfortable since I left Desperately the Lockwood team fought to the team. I would n't put it into words, the hold its ground—and fought in vain. Foot way you have done, and face it squarely." by foot, what had once been the best Lock

“I 'm only giving you my idea,” Nick said. wood team in years was driven back toward "I may be wrong."

the shadow of its own goal-posts. Foster shook his head slowly.

Lone-steer Foster, fighting like a demon, “I know-inside of me—that you are glanced toward the stands where the blue right,” he said.

banners waved loyally. He looked away There were only two more games—Middle again quickly. ton the next Saturday and the big game a The Ellington backs crashed through for week later. It seemed to Foster as if Bitmore eight yards. Tears sprang to Foster's eyes. ought to be willing to let him off for these He had been disloyal—and what he had done two Saturdays.

could not be undone he had wrecked the But this hope was rudely blasted when he wonderful machine in which he had been a spoke to Bitmore.

cog. "No, sir!" that man said promptly. "You He suddenly felt tired. It was as if heavy can't slip away and then expect to come back weights hung from his shoes. He sensed the again. You are n't the only fellow in town fact that his team-mates felt the same. They who can work. Mind made up? All right. had lost their spirit. I 'm not sure but that Bolles will suit me And as Nick had said, the spirit was the better, anyway."

biggest thing of all! Bolles! If only it could have been some Suddenly he stiffened and dug his heels

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