"What in the world are you afraid of, Brian ?" And the bitter, bitter answer came, "I am afraid of another failure." Auntie Sue's quick mind caught the significance of his words.

"ANOTHER failure, Brian?
Then you,--then you have written before ?" "Yes," he returned.

And not since his decision to remain with her had she seen him so despondent.

"To write was the dream and the passion of my life.

I tried and tried.