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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