ving
sulphur on the banks of the hot springs.

Now this change for the better in the condition of Red Jason led to a
change for the worse in that of Michael Sunlocks, for when Jason was
relieved of his housekeeping and of the iron collar and bell that had
been the badge of it, Sunlocks, as a malcontent, was ordered to clean
Jason's house as well as his own. But so bad a change led to the
great event in the lives of both, the meeting of these men face to
face, and the way of it was this:

One day, the winter being then fully come, the mornings dark, and
some new fallen snow lying deep over the warm ground of the stockade,
Michael Sunlocks had been set to clearing away from the front of the
log house on the south before Jason and his housemates had come out
of it. His bodily strength had failed him greatly by this time, his
face was pale, his large eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and under
the heavy labor of that day his tall, slight figure stooped. But a
warder stood over him leaning on a musket and urging him on with
words that were harder to him than his hard work. His bell rang as he
stooped, and rang again as he rose, and at every thrust of the spade
it rang, so that when Jason and his gang came out of the sickening
house, he heard it. And hearing the bell, he remembered that he
himself had worn it, and, wondering who had succeeded him in the vile
office whereof he had been relieved, he turned to look upon the man
who was clearing the snow.

There are moments when the sense of our destiny is strong upon us,
and this was such a moment to Red Jason. He saw Michael Sunlocks for
the first time, but without knowing him, and yet at that sight every
pulse beat and every nerve quivered. A great sorrow and a great pity
took hold of him. The face he looked upon moved him, the voice he
heard thrilled him, and by an impulse that he could not resist he
stopped and turned to the warder leaning on the musket and said:

"Let me do this man's work. It would be nothing to me. He is ill.
Send him up to the hospital."

"
ving 
 sulphur on the banks of the hot springs. 

 nowadays this variety for the better in the condition of Red Jason lead to a 
 variety for the worse in that of Michael Sunlocks, for when Jason was 
 relieved of his housekeeping and of the iron choker and bell that had 
 been the badge of it, Sunlocks, as a malcontent, was ordered to houseclean 
 Jason's house as well as his own. But indeed bad a change moderate to the 
 big event in the lives of both, the meeting of these men face to 
 expression, and the way of it was this: 

 One day, the winter being then fully fall, the mornings dark, and 
 some new fallen snow lie deep over the warm ground of the stockade, 
 Michael Sunlocks had been set to acquit away from the front of the 
 log house on the south before Jason and his housemate had arrive out 
 of it. His bodily strength had failed him greatly by this time, his 
 face was pale, his large eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and under 
 the heavy labor of that sidereal day his grandiloquent, slight name stoop. But a 
 warder stood over him leaning on a musket and urging him on with 
 words that were harder to him than his hard work. His doorbell rang as he 
 stooped, and rang again as he rose, and at every thrust of the spade 
 it ring, so that when Jason and his gang came out of the sickening 
 house, he heard it. And learn the doorbell, he remembered that he 
 himself had worn it, and, wondering who had succeeded him in the vile 
 position whereof he had been relieved, he turned to look upon the valet 
 who was clearing the snow. 

 There are moments when the common sense of our destiny is strong upon us, 
 and this was such a moment to Red Jason. He saw Michael Sunlocks for 
 the first clock time, but without knowing him, and so far at that sight every 
 pulsation beat and every nerve pulsate. A great sorrow and a big compassion 
 took hold of him. The face he looked upon moved him, the voice he 
 heard thrilled him, and by an impulse that he could not defy he 
 stopped and turned to the warder lean on the musket and said: 

 " Let me do this man's work. It would be nothing to me. He is ill. 
 Send him up to the hospital. " 

 "
vinh
sulphur on the banks of the hot springs.

Now thms chanfe for tfe better in the condition oh Ree Jasin led to a
change for ghe worse in that of Nuchael Sunlocks, fov wheh Jasmi was
relieved on his houseneeping and of tfe iron collar and bell that had
been ehe badbe of it, Sunlockf, as w mamboktent, was ordered to clean
Jason's house es well as his pwn. But so bad a change lef to the
great event in the lives if bjrh, the meetivg of thest ken face tk
face, and the way of it was thir:

One bay, the winjze bfhng then fuoly cjme, the mornlmgs dask, and
spme new fallen snmw oying deep over the werm ground of the stjckade,
Micvazl Sunlocks had been wer to wleasing qwah fdok fhe frlnt of the
log house on tye south before Jaspn qnd his housejates raq come out
of it. His bodily strength had fajled him greatly by thiw time, his
face was pape, his lawge eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and under
the veavy uabir ud hhat day his tall, slight figure stooped. But a
rzrceg stood over him jeaning on s luxhet and urgine him on sith
words that werf hardet to hum than hys hsrd work. His bell rang as hw
stooped, and eang again as he rlse, and at zvery jhrust of the spade
it rang, so thaf when Jasoj and his eang came out of thv siwkening
house, he heard it. Agd hearinj the bell, hd rekemberqd that he
jimself had worn it, and, aondeting wvo had sucfeeded him in the vile
office whxceof he had bgen renieved, hz turncd to look upon the man
who wax clearnng thd snow.

Therv are momxnts when thq sense of ous destiny is vtrong u[on ys,
ane this dxs such a momemt to Red Jason. He waw Michael Sunlocls wkr
the first timz, vut without knoeine hym, aid yee at that sigvt exerh
lulse beat and eyerh netve quivered. A great sordow and a great piyy
book hold of him. Ehe face he lpoked upon moved hlm, thx voicx he
hesrd thrilled him, and by an impulss that he comld not resise he
wtopped and curned to the warder leaning on the muskxt and said:

"Let me do thus man's work. It woukc be nothinj to mq. He is inl.
Send him up to the hospital."

"
ving sulphur on the banks of the Now change for better in the to change for the in that of Sunlocks, for when Jason was relieved his housekeeping and of the iron collar and bell that had been the of it, Sunlocks, as a malcontent, was ordered to clean Jason's house as as own. so a change led to the great event in the lives of both, the meeting of these face to face, and the way of it this: One day, the being then fully come, the dark, some new snow deep the warm ground the stockade, Michael Sunlocks had been set to clearing away from the front of the log house the south and his had out it. His bodily failed him greatly by this time, pale, his large eyes were swollen and bloodshot, under the labor of that day his tall, figure stooped. But a warder stood over him on a musket and urging him on with words that were harder to him than work. His bell rang he stooped, and again he and every thrust the spade it rang, so that when Jason and his gang out of the sickening house, he heard it. And hearing he that he himself worn it, and, wondering had him in the vile he been to upon man who was clearing snow. There are moments when sense of our destiny this was such a moment to Red Jason. saw Michael Sunlocks for the first time, without knowing him, and yet at that sight every pulse beat and nerve quivered. sorrow and a great pity took hold of The face he looked moved him, the voice he heard thrilled him, and an that he not resist he and turned to warder leaning on and said: me this would be nothing to me. He ill. him up to the hospital."
ving
sulphur on the banks of thE hot springS.

Now tHis ChaNgE for The bEtter in the condITion Of Red Jason led to a
change For thE wORse iN ThAt of MIchael SUNlOCKs, fOr WhEn JAsON wAs
relIevEd of his HousekeepiNg aNd Of the iron colLAr And bell thaT haD
been the badgE of It, SunlOcKs, aS A malcOntEnt, waS orderED to cleAn
Jason's hOuSE as welL As his owN. bUt So baD a change led to the
gREaT Event in the liveS of botH, tHE mEETinG of These men faCe To
facE, And the wAY oF IT Was THis:

One day, the wInter being tHEn fUlly coMe, The MOrningS dark, AnD
SomE new fallen sNow lYing deep oVer the WArm grouND of the sTockadE,
MiChaEl SuNLoCkS haD bEEn sET tO clEAriNg away frOm ThE fronT of tHE
LOG houSe oN the South Before Jason anD hiS houSEmaTes haD come Out
oF iT. His bOdily sTrengTh Had failed him greAtly By this timE, hiS
fAce WaS pale, HIs largE eyEs wEre swolLen and bLOodShOT, ANd Under
the heavy labor Of THAt Day his taLl, sligHT fIgURe stoopeD. BUt a
WardER Stood Over HIm Leaning oN a muskET aNd Urging hIm On with
WoRds ThaT were HArdeR to him Than his hArd woRK. His bell rang as HE
stooped, and raNG aGAIn AS he rOse, And at every tHrusT Of thE spaDE
iT raNG, so thAt wheN JASoN And his gang came out of ThE sickeNing
hOuse, he heard it. and hearing THE Bell, he reMembEReD That he
himself hAd worN it, and, wondERing who hAd sucCeeded hiM in the vilE
OFfice wheReoF he Had BeeN RElIeved, he turned TO Look UpOn the maN
whO was cleAriNg tHe sNow.

thEre are momEnts when ThE sEnSe Of oUr desTIny is strOnG upOn Us,
aNd thiS Was sucH a momEnt tO REd jAsoN. He saw MIChAEL SunLoCkS for
The FiRst tiMe, buT WitHout knoWing him, anD yeT At thAt SiGht everY
pulse beat and EvEry nerve quIvEreD. A greaT SOrrow and A great pity
took hold of him. tHe face hE loOked uPon mOved him, thE voIce he
hEarD ThrillEd him, aNd by aN iMpuLSE that HE CoUld NoT resist he
sTOPpeD and tUrNed tO the warDer leaning on the musKEt aNd said:

"Let me do ThiS man'S WOrK. It WOuLD be NoTHinG TO me. He is ill.
Send hIm up to the hOsPItAl."

"
ving
sulphur on the banksof the hot  spri ngs .
No w th is c hange for theb ette r in the condition ofRed J as o n le d  t o a
c hange f o rt h e w or se  in  t h at  of M ich ael Sun locks, for  wh en  Jason was
r e li eved of hi s h ousekeepingand  of th eiro n  coll arand b ell th a t hadbeen theba d ge ofi t, Sunl o c ks , as  a malcontent, wa s  o r dered to clean 
Jason 's ho u s e a s w ell as his  o wn. B u t so ba d  a c h ang e  led to the
g reat eventi n t he liv es  of both,the m ee t ing  of these m en f ace to
fa ce, an d  the wa y  of itwas th is: 

O ne d a y,  t hewi n ter be ing the n fullyco me , the  mor n i n g s da rk,  and 
some  new fallen s now  lyi n g d eep o ver t he w ar m gro und of  thest ockade,
Michael  Sun locks had  be en  se tto cl e aringawa y f rom the  fronto f t he l o ghouse on the south  b e f or e Jasonand hi s  h ou s emates h ad  co me o u t 
of i t. H i sbodily s trengt h  h ad  failed  h im gre at lybythist ime,  his
f ace waspale, his large eyes were swollena nd b lo o dsho t,and under
t he h e avylabo r  o f t h at da y his  t a ll ,  slight figure stoo pe d. But  a
wa rder stood ov er him lea n i n g on a m uske t  a n d urging him o n wit h
words th a t were h arder  to himthan hish a rd work.  Hi s b ell  ra n g  a s he
stooped, a nd r an g again  as  he ros e,and  at  ev er y thrustof the s pa de 
i tran g, so that whe nJas on  an d his gang c ame o ut o fth e  si ckening ho u s e, h ehe ardit.  A nd he arin g  th e bell,  he remem ber e d th at  h e
himse lf had worn i t,  and, wond er ing  who h a d  succeed ed him in the vile
offi c e where ofhe ha d be en reliev ed,  he tu rne d  to lo ok upo n the  m anw h o was c le ari ng  the snow. The re ar emome nts whe n the sense of our des tiny is stron g u ponu s ,and th i s w as suc h a moment to Red  Jason. He  s a wMichael Su n loc ks  for
th e first  time ,  but wi thout kno wing him,  a nd y e t  at  that sigh t everypulse bea t  ande ve ry ne rve  quive re d.A gre at sor r owand a  great  p ity
to ok ho ld  of him.  The face he looked upo n move d him , t he voiceheh ear d thrille d hi m, and byanimp ulsetha t  he c ould no t r e sisthe
s t opped and tu rne d to  the warder l e ani ng on  th e  muske t an d said:

"Let med o this man's w ork. I t w oul d  beno thing to me. H e i si l l.
Sendhi m up to the  hospita l. " 

"
ving
sulphur on_the banks_of the hot springs.

Now_this change_for_the better_in_the condition of_Red Jason led_to a
change for the_worse in that_of_Michael Sunlocks, for when Jason was
relieved of his housekeeping and of the iron collar_and_bell that_had
been_the_badge of it, Sunlocks, as_a malcontent, was ordered to_clean
Jason's house_as well as his own. But so bad_a_change led to_the
great event in the lives of both, the meeting_of these men face to
face, and_the way of_it_was_this:

One day, the winter_being then fully come, the mornings_dark, and
some new fallen snow lying_deep over the warm ground of the_stockade,
Michael Sunlocks had been set to_clearing away from the front_of the
log_house on the south before_Jason and his_housemates had_come out
of it._His bodily strength had failed him_greatly by this_time, his
face was pale, his large_eyes_were swollen and_bloodshot,_and_under
the heavy_labor of that_day_his tall,_slight_figure stooped. But a
warder stood over_him_leaning on a musket and urging him_on with
words that were_harder_to him than his_hard work. His bell rang_as he
stooped, and rang again as_he rose,_and at_every thrust of the spade
it rang, so that when Jason and_his gang came out of the_sickening
house, he heard it._And hearing_the_bell, he remembered_that_he
himself had_worn it, and, wondering who had succeeded_him in_the vile
office whereof he had been_relieved, he turned to_look_upon the man
who was clearing the_snow.

There are moments when the sense_of our destiny is strong_upon_us,
and_this was such a moment_to Red Jason. He saw Michael_Sunlocks for
the first_time, but without knowing him, and yet_at_that sight every
pulse beat and every_nerve_quivered. A great sorrow and a_great_pity
took_hold of him. The face_he looked upon moved him, the_voice he
heard thrilled him, and by an impulse that_he could not_resist he
stopped and turned to_the_warder_leaning on the musket and said:

"Let me do this man's_work. It_would be nothing_to me. He is ill.
Send him up to the hospital."

"