If a $2,500 call could be drowned by one tear, that professorship in Sociology in Fairview Seminary was in danger.
"So you think the people in this neighborhood would miss me a little ?" he asked almost as modestly as if he were asking a great favor.
"Would they, Mr.Strong! You will never know what you have done for them.

If the mill-men were to hear of your leaving they would come down here in a body and almost compel you to stay.

I cannot bear to think of your going.

And yet the danger you are in, the whiskey men----" Philip roused himself up, interrupting his visitor.

The old-time flash of righteous indignation shot out of his eyes as he exclaimed: "I am more than half-minded to stay on that account! The rummies would think they had beaten me out if I left!" "Oh, Mr.Strong, I can't tell you how glad we would be if you would only stay! And yet----" "And yet," replied Philip, with a sad smile, "there are many things to take into the account.