Soldiers of Fortune
heir had gone to college. This fourth member of the family was a great bond of sympathy and interest between them, and his triumphs and escapades at Yale were the chief subjects of their conversation. It was told by the directors of a great Western railroad, who had come to New York to discuss an important question with Mr. Langham, that they had been ushered downstairs one night into his basement, where they had found the President of the Board and his daughter Hope working out a game of football on the billiard table. They had chalked it off into what corresponded to five-yard lines, and they were hurling twenty-two chess-men across it in "flying wedges" and practising the several tricks which young Langham had intrusted to his sister under an oath of secrecy. The sight filled the directors with the horrible fear that business troubles had turned the President's mind, but after they had sat for half an hour perched on the high chairs around the table, while Hope excitedly explained the game to them, they decided that he was wiser than they knew, and each left the house regretting he had no son worthy enough to bring "that young girl" into the Far West. 

 "You are home early," said Mr. Langham, as Alice stood above him pulling at her gloves.  "I thought you said you were going on to some dance." 

 "I was tired," his daughter answered. 

 "Well, when I'm out," commented Hope, "I won't come home at eleven o'clock. Alice always was a quitter." 

 "A what?" asked the older sister. 

 "Tell us what you had for dinner," said Hope.  "I know it isn't nice to ask," she added, hastily, "but I always like to know." 

 "I don't remember," Miss Langham answered, smiling at her father, "except that he was very much sunburned and had most perplexing eyes." 

 "Oh, of course," assented Hope, "I suppose you mean by that that you talked with some man all through dinner. Well, I think there is a time for everything." 

 "Father," interrupted Miss Langham, "do you know many engineers—I mean do you come in contact with them through the railroads and mines you have an interest in? I am rather curious about them," she said, lightly.  "They seem to be a most picturesque lot of young men." 

 "Engineers? Of course," said Mr. Langham, vaguely, with the ten of spades held doubtfully in air.  "Sometimes we have to depend upon them altogether. We decide from what 
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