"What was?" said Amidon.
"Hiring old Stevens back," answered Alvord. "You've got to live your
principles, or they don't amount to much."
"Suppose some fellow should get into a lodge," asked Amidon, "who had
never been initiated?"
"Well," said Alvord, "there isn't much chance of that. I shouldn't dare
to say. You can't tell what the fellows would do when such sacred things
were profaned, you know. You couldn't tell what they might do!"
[Footnote 8: From _Double Trouble_. It should be explained that Mr.
Amidon is suffering from dual consciousness and in his other state is
known as Eugene Brassfield. As the supposed Brassfield he has gone,
while in his Amidon state of consciousness, to a meeting of the lodge to
which as Brassfield he belongs.]
THE WILD BOARDER[9]
BY KENYON COX
His figure's not noted for grace;
You may not much care for his face;
But a twenty-yard dash,
When he hears the word "hash,"
He can take at a wonderful pace.
[Footnote 9: From "Mixed Beasts," by Kenyon Cox.
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