night), and outside, redolent with perfume and glistening
in the sunshine, there was a bed of mint protected
by a curbing of plank which rivalled in its
sweet freshness those covering the last resting-places
of the most hospitable of Virginians.

And there was Monteith!

Some men are born rich; some inherit a pair of
scissors fitted to strong thumbs and forefingers, some
have to lie awake nights wondering what they will
do next to help their surplus run to waste, and some
pass sleepless hours devising plans by which they can
catch in their empty pockets the clippings and drippings
of all three. Muggles's host was none of these.
What he possessed he had worked for--early, late and
all the time. His father had stood by and seen the
old homestead in his native Southern State topple into
ashes, Only the gaunt chimney left; the son had
worked his way through college, and then with
diploma in one hand and his courage in the other--
all he owned--had shaken the dust of civilization
from his shoes and had struck out for the Northern
wilds: Wabacog was the result.

All these years he had kept in touch with his
college chums, and when the day of his success
arrived, and he was his own master, with the inborn
good-fellowship that marked his race, he had unbuttoned
his pocket, shaken out his heart and let loose