The Man in Lonely Land

ir, I sure is glad you've come," he said, following Laine into the library. "Gineral's been mighty bad off since you we

voice was quick, and

e you don

will hit the spot and-" But Laine was in his room, and Moses, following, saw him on his knees by the rug, his

and back again to his room, talking to himself in an undertone; and presently he sat down by a table and began

e. I never seen anybody set such store on a thing what ain't a human being as he do on Gineral, and as for Gineral-if a dog could do what

dogs in it," he continued, taking out a plug of tobacco and cutting off a good-sized piece. "I wish there was. When something you love is leavin' you, you have a mighty sinkin' feeling in the pit of your stomach, and a terrible understandin' of the unab

ll not replying he got up and tip-toed to Laine's b

e was very tired. "There is nothing you c

r. Laine. You can make me go out if you want to,

ched them faintly; but in the room only short breathing broke the

Lai

ine did no

die do they

n't k

a-goin' to be waitin' for you somewhere, I'd feel more reconcilement to death. Some things can die and some things can't. There

ve a few orders, changed his clothes, and without waiting fo

e glaring, but he passed them quickly. Telegraphic news was skimmed, stock reports and weather conditions glimpsed unheedingly, an

distinctive; but, though warm and brightly lighted, to stay in it to-night

d at the writing of his name, and wondered indifferently who it was from. Breaking it open, he read the f

has just told me. I am

to keep back that which stung and blinded them. To most of his friends the going of General would be but the going of a dog, and barely a