Show the old settler my dear san Jua ners he shifted restlessly on his pillow and tried t tx litt his heau enough to see the clock on the wall Is it nearly morning he asked feebly only ten ocl ock ty t oh how the time does drag a wounds were such euch that he could make no movement below his neck and the attending physician wondered that he could still live wo no im not in what call pain he said that is is not fijn the shrapnel ne but I 1 have other hurts and thay seem to get worse I 1 just dont know what to do with them I 1 cant shake them off I 1 cant get away I 1 wani to go ond yet I 1 mast not go I 1 cant go that is not vet ile he wanel to talk bild lild looked s il for 30 0 o on ahrn vh rn lie he ay icay iy his burden and bs b gone you see we have to pass thru a certain borderland he declared in in deep thought that may be in the fading twilight of this little world or it may be in the gra gray y dawn of the next one beyond but you cant miss it however sudden the crash the great thing in that borderland is not only the aftermath of rending these tissues of flesh but there is a stern review of t the li e accounts we are leaving behind us these accounts 21 his big troubled thoughts seemed to crowd out his speech some of the them in some of them have fettered us with heavy obligation we can not leave that is we desire with all our heart to stay and correct them from all that is ripe and proper we go gladly away but accounts are different cruelly different he paused with a troubled frown rown 1 I see I 1 am not making it clear how can I 1 explain it you speak cutting words to a loved one and go away in anger but w with it h your first sober thought you are eager to go back and soothe the fine feelings you have crushed oh but in the bord borderland erlan d your y aur sense of guilt is intensified it is the solemn threshold of eternity and your trivial fond passions of earth dim away to nothingness as you contemplate the endless and infinite again he lapsed into silence with knotted brow as if viewing ewing vi the great expanse into which he was about to launch forth and an d continued on page ten the old settler I 1 continued from 1 I then broke forth with new surge f i feeling its like you had started a fire in the home of your trusting friend you see him fight ing the flame you are wild to go I 1 help him you must go you must go you just must and you cant he seemed to be overwhelmed with the tha prospect of it and closed his eyes y es tight as if to shut s out the sight NJ na restitution in the borderland but the account fastens its sting upon you and you slump under its thrust the borderland the great accounting his voice trailed off into a half whisper and then he started up again trying to see the face of the clock but his eyes were glassy he saw nothing it is morning 2 he whispered it is it t 2 he had succumbed d to the terrible wounds which according to the physician should have taken him off a week before ALBERT R LYMAM |