onville. Passing the house of Dr. Green soon after breakfast, he beheld that gentleman sitt

nting for my Basil Everman," s

er on his knee and loo

ou fin

re. They seem singularly averse to answering questions

ing to offer," said Dr. Gre

shed stare into Dr. Green's chaotic office, and having decided t

, and was as beautiful in proportions and design as any Colonial building he had ever seen. Still looking up, he walked round it, gazing at the tall steeple with its fine l

sed through the gate once more and out to the street. He decided that he would wander about and steep himself in Waltonville's primitive atmosphere. He grew more and more baffled and angry, and more certain that information was being kept from him. Descriptive sentences formed themselves tantalizingly i

s. Again Dr. Lister sat on the porch; Utterly said to himself

s contributions to "Willard's Magazine" were r

ordinary experience of life, and that that exper

many years it is difficult for her to speak of him. There is apparently no foundation whatsoever for your supposition that he led a life in any way different from the ordinary life of a young man

" Utterly took o

nformation leading to such a result! I think-if you will allow a much older man to express an opinion-I think you are building upon entirely false premises. The constructive power of the human imagination is greater than you are willing to believe. What deep or wide experience could this young man have had? He could not have been much over twenty when he wrote these articles. They were published-at least two were published-before he died

care for gener

en to die in Bal

r brother. She lost also in a sense her home, since her father's death made it necessary to call a new president to the college. She returned to this house upon her marriage. You will understand, I am sure, how gladly she would furnish yo

ill be pr

there had crept into his voice at last a note of impatience. He thought again of a nap. Mrs. Lister had accepted an invitation to Mrs. Scott's for the evening, and a

eft nothi

thi

no

thi

elf whether he should now shake the dust of Waltonville from his feet or whether he should make another effort to shake from its stupid mind some of the recollections which in spite of all testimony to the contrary must exist, he walked back to the hotel. There, he discovered, the question had b

sant bar with its dripping glasses, its show of tawdry bottles, hung, faded and fly-blown, the picture

nding, he would learn what was to be learned about Basil Everman. Even if

f the miserable sodden creatures whom he had seen in the bar-room and on the hotel porch, perhaps the most forlorn and disrep

g Basil Everman," said he with a thic

face, the soiled clutching hand,

iend to him," sa

and the odor of beer were only a shade less unpleasant, that same parlor where Margie Ginte

is you

me is

ou do for

t always been this way; when Basil Everman was young, things had been different, very different. He had associate

eart Utterly t

if you will tell me everything

t to stroke the hand of his benefactor, who realized that he might have

elf, to which Utterly listened impati

said he. "Did you know

Basil always. Weeping he desc

ut out his hand palsied by dissipation.

when he was a young man

Eureka! But the well was almost dry. Bates could only complain that Basil had got a girl away from him, that Mary Alcestis would never speak to him nowadays, and that he had had bad luck for thirty years. Utterly closed the door;

ld go to Mrs. Scott's party and sit by the gilt table which