lation of worldly goods and earthly uses: things such as
Love, and Honor, and the Soul of Man, which cannot be bought with a
price, and which do not die with death. And they who would fain live
happily ever after should not leave these things out of the lessons of
their lives.

FOOTNOTES:

[3] "The political men declare war, and generally for commercial
interests; but when the nation is thus embroiled with its neighbors, the
soldier . . . draws the sword at the command of his country. . . . One
word as to thy comparison of military and commercial persons. What manner
of men be they who have supplied the Caffres with the firearms and
ammunition to maintain their savage and deplorable wars? Assuredly they
are not military. . . . Cease then, if thou wouldst be counted among the
just, to vilify soldiers" (W. Napier, _Lieutenant-General_, November,
1851). [Author's Note.]

[4] The Mail Coach it was that distributed over the face of the land,
like the opening of apocalyptic vials, the heart-shaking news of
Trafalgar, of Salamanca, of Vittoria, of Waterloo. . . . The grandest
chapter of our experience, within the whole Mail-Coach service, was on
those occasions when we went down from London with the news of Victory.
Five years of life it was worth paying down for the privilege of an
outside place.--(De Quincey.) [Author's Note.]

[5] "Brunswick's fated chieftain" fell at Quatre Bras the day before
Waterloo; but this first (very imperfect) list, as it appeared in the
newspapers of the day, did begin with his name and end with that of an
Ensign Brown. [Author's Note.]

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The story that follows was first published in
_Harper's Round Table_, June 25, 1895, as the
winner of first place in a short story contest
conducted by that periodical. The author at
that time was seventeen years of age. It seems
quite fitting that a writer beginning his
career in such fashion should finally write the
most scholarly historical and critical account
of the development of the short story, _The
Short Story in English_ (1909). Mr. Canby was
for several years assistant professor of
English in the Sheffield Scientific School,
Yale University, and is now the editor of _The
Literary Review_, the literary section of the
New York _Evening Post_. ("Betty's Ride" is
used here by special arrangement with the