"Watcher talkin' about, Jim?" put in another. "Yer talkin' through
yer socks. It was more'n a mile an' a half, Ben, if it was er inch.
Some of the chaps timed it an' measured it an' compared notes as well
as they could. Why, the head was at the Racecourse when the tail was
at Old--"

Ben sank back satisfied and a little later took the track that Jack
Denver had taken.




WANTED BY THE POLICE



Could it have been the Soul of Man and none higher that gave spoken
and written word to the noblest precepts of human nature? For the
deeper you sound it the more noble it seems, in spite of all the
wrong, injustice, sin, sorrow, pain, religion, atheism, and cynics in
the world. We make (or are supposed to make, or allow others to make)
laws for the protection of society, or property, or religion, or what
you will; and we pay thousands of men like ourselves to protect those
laws and see them carried out; and we build and maintain expensive
offices, police stations, court-houses and jails for the protecting
and carrying out of those laws, and the punishing of men--like
ourselves--who break them. Yet, in our heart of hearts we are
antagonistic to most of the laws, and to the Law as a whole (which we
regard as an ass), and to the police magistrates and the judges. And