Adventures in Friendship | Page 3

the time of day, or offering her a bun from his
dinner pail, or finding out (for instance) if she were maid or married.
My farmer laughed and got in.
"You see," I said, "when a member of my society is in distress I always
like to help him out."
He paused; I watched him gradually evolve his reply:
"How did you know I was a Mason?"
"Well, I wasn't sure."
"I only joined last winter," he said. "I like it first-rate. When you're a
Mason you find friends everywhere."
I had some excellent remarks that I could have made at this point, but
the distance was short and bolts were irresistibly uppermost. After
helping him to put in the bolt, I said:
"Here's the grip of fellowship."

He returned it with a will, but afterward he said doubtfully.
"I didn't feel the grip."
"Didn't you?" I asked. "Well, Brother, it was all there."
"If ever I can do anything for you," he said, "just you let me know.
Name's Forbes, Spring Brook."
And so he drove away.
"A real Mason," I said to myself, "could not have had any better
advantage of his society at this moment than I. I walked right into it
without a grip or a pass. And benefits have also been distributed."
As I drove onward I felt as though anything might happen to me before
I got home. I know now exactly how all old knights, all voyageurs, all
crusaders, all poets in new places, must have felt! I looked out at every
turn of the road; and, finally, after I had grown almost discouraged of
encountering further adventure I saw a man walking in the road ahead
of me. He was much bent over, and carried on his back a bag.
When he heard me coming he stepped out of the road and stood silent,
saving every unnecessary motion, as a weary man will. He neither
looked around nor spoke, but waited for me to go by. He was weary
past expectation. I stopped the mare.
"Get in, Brother," I said; "I am going your way."
He looked at me doubtfully; then, as I moved to one side, he let his bag
roll off his back into his arms. I could see the swollen veins of his neck;
his face had the drawn look of the man who bears burdens.
"Pretty heavy for your buggy," he remarked.
"Heavier for you," I replied.
So he put the bag in the back of my buggy and stepped in beside me
diffidently.

"Pull up the lap robe," I said, "and be comfortable."
"Well, sir, I'm glad of a lift," he remarked. "A bag of seed wheat is
about all a man wants to carry for four miles."
"Aren't you the man who has taken the old Rucker farm?" I asked.
"I'm that man."
"I've been intending to drop in and see you," I said.
"Have you?" he asked eagerly.
"Yes," I said. "I live just across the hills from you, and I had a notion
that we ought to be neighbourly--seeing that we belong to the same
society."
His face, which had worn a look of set discouragement (he didn't know
beforehand what the Rucker place was like!), had brightened up, but
when I spoke of the society it clouded again.
"You must be mistaken," he said. "I'm not a Mason!"
"No more am I," I said.
"Nor an Oddfellow."
"Nor I."
As I looked at the man I seemed to know all about him. Some people
come to us like that, all at once, opening out to some unsuspected key.
His face bore not a few marks of refinement, though work and
discouragement had done their best to obliterate them; his nose was
thin and high, his eye was blue, too blue, and his chin somehow did not
go with the Rucker farm. I knew! A man who in his time had seen
many an open door, but who had found them all closed when he
attempted to enter! If any one ever needed the benefits of my fraternity,
he was that man.

"What Society did you think I belonged to?" he asked.
"Well," I said, "when I was in town a man who wanted to sell me a
corn-planter asked me if I was a Mason----"
"Did he ask you that, too?" interrupted my companion.
"He did," I said. "He did----" and I reflected not without enthusiasm
that I had come away without a corn-planter. "And when I drove out of
town I was feeling rather depressed because I wasn't a member of the
lodge."
"Were you?" exclaimed my companion. "So was I. I just felt as though
I had about reached the last ditch. I haven't any money to pay into
lodges and it don't seems