to pull." Jerry and Una had
frequently discussed the further needs of the district and the
prospective boys' club, I knew, was one of her hobbies and his.

As may be imagined not many hours elapsed before I made a pilgrimage
to the city and visited the wonderful new structure, already under
roof, which was to house the heirs of Jerry's munificence. It was of
truly splendid proportions and already gave roughly the shape of its
different rooms, which in point of dimensions left nothing to be
desired. The operation would, I should think, make short work of a
million dollars and, with its endowment, two million perhaps! Jerry
was beginning well.

I inquired of the superintendent for Mr. Gillespie and was informed
that that gentleman could probably be found at the temporary building
in the adjoining street. Thither, therefore, I went, sure that after
so great a lapse of time Jerry must pardon my interest and intrusion.
I was not surprised to discover that Mr. John V. Gillespie was no less
a person than Jerry himself, who was at the moment of my arrival
busily engaged with a Scoutmaster, helping to teach the setting-up
exercises. I slipped into the room unobtrusively, a place at the rear
of the building--a dance hall it had once been, as I afterwards
learned--and patched the youngsters going through their drill. Jerry
walked around among them, with a word here, a touch on a shoulder
there, while the boys struggled manfully for perfection. Jerry was so
interested that he would not have seen me had I not risen as he passed
my way and offered my hand.

"Roger! By George!"

He clapped his arms around me at once and gave me a bear hug.

"Good old Dry-as-dust!" he cried, "I was wondering how soon you'd find
me out."

"You're not angry?"

"Bless your heart! I've been thinking of writing you about everything,
but I wanted to wait until things were a little further along."

"But Jerry--"

"Mum's the word," he whispered. "That's not my name down here."

"Yes, I know," I smiled. "I've seen it in the papers."

"Oh! You saw that? And guessed?" he grinned. Then gave some word to
the Scoutmaster and led me to his office--a small room beside the
entrance at the front of the building--and closed the door. In this
better light I had the opportunity to examine him at my leisure while
he talked. He was a little thinner in face and body, but not spare or
lean. There were no shadows in his eyes, which were finely lighted by
his new