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Show COULD HElD CALL OF WILD I Being His Own Boss, This Lucky Man I Listened to Appeal and Hied H(m to Happiness. I 4 flock of geese, northward' bound, I bonlted wildly In their flight, nis feot I on Ids desk, his window open to tho I breezes of tho morning, ho heard tho I call. For an hour ho sat amid tho con- I dieting sounds of n ercnt city hurrying I nhnut IIh work. Hut his thoughts wcro I niiittn nwny. His eyes wcro dreamy. I The spell of tho wild was upon htm. I , Ha wandered In fertile fields nwnki I Ing to renewed life. Ho behold tho, I meadows lush with grass. Ho tat bo-j I sldo wldo Mowing rivers and tiny; I brooks whoso waters rushed In foamyj I splendor from hilly heights above. Ho' I wandered to wooded slopes, with trees I. n-hud and wild flowers peeping from I beneath dead leaves. A peace wns lils I which seldom enmo in his workaday existence In tho land of pavement and I bcchlvo dwellings. Ho dreamed on.' I Ilrook trout In speckled splendor rosoj I to his captivating hook. Camp fires lit I' the darkness of his dream night. Tho 1 odor of burning plno wood nnd of sir-! cling trout and bncon filled his nos-i I tills. IIo nto food such as his cltyjj chefs had never learned to cook, with! I on nppetlto his city stomach had long slnco lost. In u sluglo hour ho dreamed, Mi moro happiness than had been his for lj- a decade. Ho closed his desk. Another hour. W found him Kruhblng in tho recesses of)' I, tho ntllCr Hy noon, clnd In beautifully, . JR ancient fwrmentfl, with a satchel In his, U hand and n flshlnc rod carefully In-, ' W cased In a waterproof covor tinder bla ' arm, ho was at tho railroad station. A I half hour later ho was on his way to, I tho wilds. And a smllo such as ho had! not smiled In months graced his fca! I' turcs. Lucky man I Ho wns Ms own boss. i I, Milwaukee JournuU I, |