To Him That Hath

rt from the matters that were supposed to occupy their minds during the working hours of the day. In the offices, in the stores, in the

y seven of lightning lightweights, the local High School team, the champions in their own League. They had smashed their way through the McGinnis Foundry Seven in three Homeric contests. This victory attracted the notice of the Blackwater Black Eagles, the gay and dashing representatives of Blackwater's most highly gilded stratum of society, a clever,

managers and other financial magnates of the town were lenient with their clerks. Social functions were abandoned. The young gentlemen had one continuous permanent and unbreakable engagement at the rink or in preparation for it. But all was in vain. The result of the second encounter was defeat for the Eagles, defeat utter, unmistakable and inexplicable except on the theory that they had met a superior team. Throughout the hockey season the Maitland Mill maintained an unbroken record of victory till their fam

d organised his fellow workmen, put them through a blood and iron discipline, filled them

team the glory of the town. Later by sound and steady grinding at the game he had developed a style and plan of team play which had produced a town te

that team. The mere thought of ever appearing on the ice in hockey uniform gave him a sick feeling at his heart. Of that noble seven whom he had in pre-war days led so often to victory four were still "over there," one was wandering round a d

ad yielded so far as to coach, on a Saturday afternoon, her team of High School girls to victory. But it was the Re

us together can draw these lads of yours from the pool rooms a

nd Murdo had done his bit overs

nister solemnly. "For God's sake, man, get these lads on the ic

tain Jack had asked. "I'm n

," said the minister with increasing solemnity. "A high gi

money with reckless freedom in an atmosphere thick with foul tobacco-smoke and reeking with profane and lewd speech. On reaching his home that night Maitland went

hile some dozen or so of the twenty in the club were returned soldiers. It was part of his discipline that his team should never shirk a day's work for the game except on the rare occasions when they went on tour. Hence the man

eam, however. Maitland knew better than that. He took his men for a run in the country before noon, bringing them home in rich warm glow. Then after a bath and a h

is admirer and champion, Patricia. She, stand

e is always busy in the evening. Of course no one can get you during the day. And I do want to kno

and f

ill th

said Captain

so sure," exclaimed his companion. "The

wo

't think much of Rupe

u see," answered Ca

too, for he is really very nice. I mean h

ally isn't worth it, you know. How

ig. But tell me about your m

ely at t

n. He is perfectly adorable with that everlasting smile of his. I do hope Fatty is at

e is right at

win to-night I shall-well, I

an't-I can't spare those lovely eyes, you

for his woolly white head; "Reddy" Hughes, Ross, "Snoopy" Sykes, who with Captain Jack made the forward li

ricia gravely, "there is one change y

sked Captain Jack, with nev

little too careful, and he is hardly fast enough for you. Now

e are both left-handers and we pull off our little specialties far more smoothly than Geordie and I could. You have exact

the very best. But won't you come in and see mother? She is really

ecked the refus

," he said gravely. "No! Your mother

the side the Templeton-Maitland party with its distinguished looking men and beautiful women following with eager faces and shining eyes the fortunes

r hero into the room with a sweeping gesture. "And he

from the piano where she had been playing, w

authority," said Stillw

id Mrs. Templeton. "You must have a great dea

in his and patting it gently. "I am afraid Patricia is responsible for

her days were hard upon them. In this very room it was that that other se

upon her and full of tears. With a swift upward reach o

For a moment or two he knelt before her while she held him in a cl

struggle to steady her voice, "a cup of tea-and no cake.

ack quickly f

ndwich. You, Pat, get the sandwiches. No cake. W

bout your wonderful goal keeper Findlay, is it not?" And the gentle little lady kept a stream of conversation going, for she saw how deeply moved Maitland was. It was his first visit to the Rectory since he had

he tea things till he could master h

ave taken their training extraordinarily well. Of course, Macna

mara quite well. He is

g him, Mrs. Templeton

ember him. He is

en one of the seven and though never so intimately associated with the Rectory life as the others, yet at all team gatherings he had had his place. But since the war Maitland had never been able to endure his presence i

ll in relieving Adrien of part of her load. "You

t him. "You see, I remember, though you really don

lf, Captain Jack," said Patric

r cheeks. "Jack is going to sit right here by the tea

d their mother. "Jack is coming to sit

ricia, placing chairs near her mother. "I

e and eyes of the elder sister, but yielding to her mot

That is not supposed to be good psychology before a match

I know," said Patricia, "and we will

ton to Maitland as he sat down by her side. "You need

ossed Maitl

tion very much, but these chap

kmen, yo

whole has rather a rotten effect upon a chap who has been nine or ten hours indoor

an you took up hoc

kingman's advocate and that sort of

Stillwell, impatiently. "The Lord knows he is getting most of the money

red him, till Pat

out that,"

at, how keen you'd be on organising and conducting a Literary and Debating Society after you had put in not five and a half hours' lessons

inute," said Patricia anxiously. "No, mother! you

e said. "I fear I must really go. I am awfully glad to have

e old lady in a wistful voice

ed a moment, gla

our coming into her face. "It has been a l

" said Stillwell

in to the old lady whose eyes wer

you," said Maitland, bowin

atch, remember, Captain Jack," said Patricia, as he passe

n for Captain Jack. On his way throu

to see you,"

What do you

. Will you co

ice in three hours and I must get a little rest. W

said McNish firmly. "I wo

re and I'll go to see them." McNish got in

t," said Mc

aitland wrathfully, "to get on to a

them, among them Mr. Wigglesworth and the little cockney

igglesworth?" demanded Captain

ckney. "You are a member of the Wo

ou, may I ask?" said

ter Simmons, Mr. Maitland-Mr. Simmons is o

demanded Maitland. "Don't you kn

asked Simmons

match, con

atch may that be? (H)Anyth

at him, too dumf

gan Mr. Wigglesworth in a h

sharply, "this 'ere's my job. I shall tel

o (h)explain-" bega

to the Union I might per'aps call on you, Brother Wigglesworth; but until I find myself in that situation I 'ope you

er Maitland, we

of half a dozen men. Some of them he

his wrath, "but I want to know if it can't wait till to-morrow? Y

gaime! It's a man's work we ave in 'and, if you don't want to do the business to w'ich you are (h)appointed w'y just say so an

wi' it," said

good and ready, Brother

're oot o' order. Who is the chairman

s," answered two

e meeting to order," said McNish quietly. Simmons, reco

gan stating the business of the Committee. He

nt meetin' of the Maitland Mills and Box Factory (h)employees last night will sufficiently (h)explain the (h)obje

blushing in his confusion. Brother Philli

e read," said Brother Simmons, the pity

illips hurriedly. "Eh-would you please

entire mastery of the situation Mr. S

resolution was passed at a joint representative mee

e resolution. We'll hear the speech afterwards if we must." It was again Gre

t we 'ave a bigger gaime on 'and, if 'e wants to get into it. Personally I don't 'ave no use for these 'ere gaimes. I 'ave seen t

hair-r-man

if Brother McNish knows (h)anythin

e-r-r. And Brother Simmons, who claims to be an expert in constitutional law and procedure knows I have the floor. Ma pin

'E was to get them 'isse

ae bring before the meeting but a wheen havers, A move we adjourn tae tomorrow at 12:30 p. m. in this pla

ole thing was about, but seeing a way out of t

houted Simmons. "

remind you that there is no dis

n whose memory by some obscure mental proce

t this committee

est," shrieked Brothe

d protester!" sa

f one, Brothers Wigglesworth, McNish a

Brother Simmons. "C

ath for yere porritch the morn-" said McNish, r

pup. 'E knows 'ow to work 'im and 'e'd sell us all up, 'e would." Brother Simmons' br

ho was waiting at the door. With some h

cking his rage, "but I ought to thank you for getting me out

g it on. That was beyond me. A doot yon puir cratur had a purpose in it, however. He disna-does not thi

wha

strong, a very strong movement unde

? Strike, d

e was very grave. "And as a good un

es a

ndeetions a

he last agreement was signed and

d since that date," said McNish, "and there must be

hint of this in our meetings. Thi

from the rugged face

aid. "It's no

to McNis

old lady in a white frilled cap and without being able to explain how it came about he found himself in

," he said, spreading his han

. The fire cheers the h

sh," said her visitor, smiling at the stro

ched his face. Maitland was immediately conscious of a vast dre

arth stone." Maitland glanced quickly at the shrewd and kindly face. What did she know about him and his

"have ye secured the

. She drags me out to all these things." His eyes twi

rtening scramble on the ice wad dae ye mair

ish, in answer to Maitland's look of

, Malcolm," insi

t them. Ye see," he hurried to say, "A wa

nantly. "Did I not tell ye no to heed yon screami

m with a little smile. "He means well,

n to have two tickets that I can let y

aid Malcolm, forestalling his mother's answer. B

nonsense. Gin we were in Rooshie, or Germany whaur the people have lived in black slavery or even in the auld land whaur the fowk are haudden doon wi' generations o' class bondage, there might be a chance for a revolutionary. But what can ye dae in a land whaur the fowk ar

' havers," he said. "My mother

A keep

listening to the chat. The delightful spirit of camaraderie between mother and son reminded him of a similar relationship between mo

. "You made me think of my own home in the old days,-I mean before the war ca

yere hame?" Maitlan

," said Malc

she said, pat

, "and that, of course, meant our home-and everything. So

old lady with a quiet dignity. "We're

cNish. And I will se

and luck the night

ake a try for it," said Maitl

rty, none was more conspicuously enthusiastic in applause than was a white-haired old lady in a respectable