but my father succeeded in making me change my opinion on the subject,
and without much argument, unless you can call an ox-team and a stony
pasture an argument. I had been asking to stay at home from school for
a long time. I said that I was too old to be sitting there with a lot
of girls and some younger boys, and that I wanted to work. Finally, my
father said that I could stay at home if I cared to, and that he would
let me work on the farm for a time. I was overjoyed, of course, at the
prospect of staying out of school.

"The next morning I was awakened at four o'clock, and had to swallow
my breakfast in a hurry, because I was late, my father said. Then he
took me out to the barn and ordered me to hitch up the ox-team, and
when this was done he took me out to a pasture lot and told me to pick
up all the boulders there. Well, I picked up boulders all day long,
and by evening my back and arms were so sore I could hardly move them.
I was too tired to eat supper, and was soon asleep in bed. When my
father awoke me at four the next morning, I told him to let me alone
and that I was going back to school. After that I was content to stay
in school, and said nothing more about leaving until I had finished
the course and was ready to go to college."

And Archie thought it very queer that such a famous man should have
had such experiences when a boy. He remained in the drawing-room for
more than an hour, and when he left he felt perfectly sure that he had
been talking with the most charming man in the world.

The train sped on and on, and when daylight came the next morning they
were passing through Northern Ohio. Early in the afternoon they
reached a great smoky metropolis, spread out for miles over the
plains. Archie knew that this must be Chicago, and he decided, as this