With her, good digestion ever waits on appetite, though an occasional appetite be faulty.
And one day Grant Harlson left the town, his face turned cityward.

The country boy--this later young man of the summer--was no more.

To fill his place among the mass of bipeds who conduct the affairs of the world so badly and so blunderingly, was but one added to the throng of strugglers in one of men's great permanent encampments..