BIG BROTHER.


EVERY coach on the long western-bound
       train wvas crowded with passengers.
lDust and smoke poured in at the wvindows and
even the breeze seemed hot
as it blew across the prairie
cornfields burning in the July
sun.
  It was a relief when the
engine stopped at last in
front of a small village depot.  
There was a rush for the  
lunch Counter and the res-
taurant door, where a noisy
gong announced dinner.
  "Blackberries! black-
berries !"called a shrill little
voice on the platform.  A  
barefoot girl, wearing a sun-
bonnet, passed under the car
windows, holding up a basket full, that shone
like great black beads. A gentleman who had
just helped txwo ladies to alight from the steps