refore when needed,
command it without hesitation. I have an abiding faith that her
inspiration will benefit you in many ways in achieving success for the
model farm; a matter in which I am greatly interested and to which, as
both mortal and spirit, I have for a number of years given close
attention and much earnest thought. I now leave the matter to you and to
Fern for such thought and discussion as the occasion may demand. I shall
be glad at any time to answer questions concerning any particular point.
Good night, Mr. Flagg; Good night my daughter."

As Fennimore Fenwick bade them good night, both Fillmore and Fern
returned the salutation, and Fern rose from her chair, saying:

"I think, Mr. Flagg, that until now I have never quite understood the
broad principles of real unselfishness. In the light of my father's
comprehensive statement of the true purpose of human life, they stand
forth in bold relief, clear and strong. What a grand incentive they
offer, to stir the zeal and enthusiasm of our co-operative workers! All
life is affected by them and discloses new meanings. All life seems more
precious, more sacred. Yet the task assigned to you, Mr. Flagg, is not
an easy one: I foresee many difficulties, but you will overcome all of
them. The plan is so thoroughly in harmony with right and justice, so
fraught with happiness for the masses, that it must succeed! I trust
that you feel encouraged to go forward hopefully with the work?"

"Thanks to Fennimore Fenwick," replied Fillmore Flagg, "I am armed
against all obstacles by a new philosophy of life. Its possibilities, as
applied I to practical work, are beyond computation! His masterly
statement of the true theory and purpose of human life, embodies the
crystallized wisdom of centuries. I am profoundly impressed with it.
Applied to my chosen life work, it demands my best thought, my entire
devotion: to co-operative work as exemplified by our proposed model
farm, it means unqualified success!

"Pardon me, Miss Fenwick, you have been hard at work, writing rapidly
for a long time. You need rest. Let us then postpone further discussion
until tomorrow."

"Yes, I think that will be best," replied Fern, "so good night, Mr.
Flagg."

"Good night, Miss Fenwick."

CHAPTER XVI.

FILLMORE AND FERN.

For Fillmore Flagg, a never-to-be-forgotten week has passed since the
interview with Fennimore Fenwick, noted in our previous chapter. He is
still at Fairy Fern Cottag