hang on
tight enough after you grabbed me. You see, I kept on going and I got
away from you."

Judd raised up, dazedly. He was not interested in why he had failed to
stop Bob. He was concerned over the bumping he had received.

"Am I--am I hurt very bad?" he asked, tremulously.

Bob laughed. "Not bad enough to mention," he said, "You'll stop me
next time, eh Buddy?"

Judd shook his head.

"No ... there's not gonna be any next time, I--I'm through."

Bob knew better than to argue with him when he felt this way. He
picked up the football and walked off the field. Judd gladly followed.

Several days later, when Bob returned from work, he noticed that Judd
was red-eyed. On the table lay some newspaper clippings. They were
want ads.

"Well, what did you do today?" asked Bob, casually.

"I--I was out looking for work."

Bob whistled. "Well! Did you find anything?"

"No."

"Oh, I see--you answered these ads here--may I look them over?"

Judd nodded his consent.

"H-h-hm! Maxwell's! That's a good place. 'Clerk wanted. Young man
preferred. No experience necessary. Good opportunity for
advancement.' What did they say when you applied?"

Judd was silent. Bob waited an appreciable moment for him to reply.
"Did some other fellow beat you to the place?"

Judd found his voice. "N-no--but--but they wanted a young man who had
at least a high-school education."

Bob had a wave of sympathy for his younger brother. "But here's
another good place, Buddy. Jackson and Ballard's! You've picked some
good ones. 'Filing clerk wanted. We teach you our system. Young man
with ambition to get ahead in our line of work desired.' How about
this?"

Judd hesitated. "They seemed interested. Then they asked me how much
education I'd had. They said they wanted some one that they could send
right on up as soon as he got to know the business. They said it was
their experience that fellows with high school educations were better
fitted for the work...."

Bob was glad that Judd had had this experience. He knew that there
were plenty of places that Judd could get work but the better
institutions where opportunities for real advancement were greatest
almost demanded that a young man's qualifications include a reasonable
amount of education.

"Well ... buck up, Buddy. There's always a way out and you're young
yet!"

Tears came anew to Judd's eyes. He turned away from Bob, ashamed.

"Why--Buddy--what'