The Thought: of Youth

tion as trying to make black seem white in a court of law, or discovering some new disease with a harrowing name to tor- ment poor creatures who might otherwise die peacefully in blissful ignorance of what ailed them? ”

“ When you begin to make poor jokes it is time to stop arguing with you,” said David, with a shrug of his fat shoulders. “ G0 your own gait and dree your own weird. I’d as soon expect success in try- ing to storm the citadel single-handed as in trying to turn you from any course about Which you had once made up your mind. Whew, this street takes it out of a fellow! What could have possessed our ancestors to run a town up the side of a hill? I’m not so slim and active as I was on my graduation day ten years ago. By the way, what a lot of co—eds were in your class—twenty, if I counted right. When I graduated there were only two ladies in our class and they were the pioneers of their sex at Queenslea. They were well

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