Show A Series of tiiflht Stories in which is Evolved the Somethi ’d Colled Collccic Spirit ii Intcin-rjibl- c Under the PostcKie Stomp In Bill’s room at the cabin there was a picture which bothered me terribly It was a group picture of voting men who apparently wee on the eve of graduating from college for they were dressed in the conventional cap and gown of seniors Bill’s face v as not among them so it could not have been his The oart of the picture class which bothered me most was the fact that over one of the faces a oostage stamp had been pasted I used to stand and wonder who When I wouM that fellow was ask Bill about the picture he would merely answer something about a class which had fools like himself in it That was all I got out of Bill Once while I stood looking at the picture I saw Bill frown and the next day the picture was gone Of course I knew that I as interesting myself in some one else’s affair so I did not ask where the picture had gone I simply bev gan to study Bill first met him about five years ago this last summer I had been no in the hills for several months prospecting and had come down to old man Farley’s store at Greenhorn for a ‘‘grub stake” Bill was I leaning against the counter in the store as I came in and as soon as I set eyes on him I saw the effect of four years at college branded It had been a long all over him time since I had seen a genuine college man and I was pining to see and hear another one for five years from college had not entirely rubbed the glamor of “college life” off of me I was hundreds of miles away from my college buried inthe wilds of Wyoming and I yearn- |