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Besides, he was poor; he had no money to get back with, if he had wanted to return. He took the first train to New York, and hunted up a young fellow of his acquaintance, who in the days of peace had been one of the governor's aides. He was still holding this place, and was an ardent recruiter. He hailed with rapture the expression of Ferris's wish to go into the war.
He got Ferris a commission as second lieutenant, and lent him money to buy a uniform. Ferris's regiment was sent to a part of the southwest, where he saw a good deal of fighting and fever and ague.
"I shall be delighted to play father confessor," he said, "if you'll sit down, and smoke a cigar." Mr. Allen would. He lighted one of Dr. Ferris's cigars with the care due to a thing of value, settled himself in a deep chair, and appeared by slightly pausing to be gathering scattered thoughts into a focus. "Yes," he said at last, "there's no doubt about it. I am about to be very impertinent.
All this-combined with a wholesale boom in local agriculture, and especially in truck gardening had wrought wonders in Link's farm and in Link's bank account. Within three years of Ferris's meeting with Chum the place's last mortgage was wiped out and a score of needed repairs and improvements were installed.
And with the departure of loneliness and the new interest in his home, he felt less the need for wet conviviality and for drugging his fits of melancholy. The memory of Chum's grieving repulsion somehow stuck in Ferris's mind. And it served as a brake, more than once, to his tavernward impulses.
He knelt beside the suffering dog and fell to examining his hurts. The dog was a collie beautiful of head, sweepingly graceful of line, powerful and heavy coated. The mud on his expanse of snowy chest frill and the grease on his dark brown back were easy to account for, even to Link Ferris's none-too-keen imagination.
"Walk close!" whispered Link as the parade started. Chum, hearing a command he had long since learned, ranged himself at Ferris's side and paced majestically in the procession of four. Two of the other novice dogs were straining at their leashes; the third was hanging back and pawing frantically to break away.
The one fast friend whom he found in New York was the governor's dashing aide. The enthusiasm of this recruiter of regiments had not ceased with Ferris's departure for the front; the number of disabled officers forbade him to lionize any one of them, but he befriended Ferris; he made a feint of discovering the open secret of his poverty, and asked how he could help him.
I have been honoured by the King's commands, but I can only say that this new age these young men are rotten to the core. Therefore I agree that for Miss Ferris's sake, the less said the better. When, think you, will your brother be back? I should wish to pay my respects to him as soon as might be!" "That," said Adam, "I cannot say.
"Yes, it must sometimes happen, as you say," replied Florida, with a quick sigh, reverting to the beginning of Ferris's answer. "But is it any worse for a false priest than for a hypocritical minister?" "It's bad enough for either, but it's worse for the priest. You see Miss Vervain, a minister doesn't set up for so much.
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