Arthur Stanwood Pier

“ I'm obliged to you for your courtesy," he said. "I like men that can see straight when they're mad. I can't do it myself."
He swung round and marched away.
Yes; that was the trouble with young Stanley—he couldn't see straight when he was mad. If he had had a grain of common sense he'd have known better than to take a few peevish and perverse utterances so literally. Driving home, Mr. Prentice began to heap reproaches upon himself, however, rather than upon Stanley. He had been irritated by Stanley's poor showing as superintendent, and had thought a good scare and scolding would be beneficial. ”

“ Prentice irascibly. "But as long as they exist and there are men of ingenuity who can operate our plant at a profit instead of at a loss, my company will avail itself of those men."
"I only do honest work," said Stanley.
"Young man, that observation is offensive. If the only resources open to your ingenuity are dishonest, don't arrogate to yourself all the ingenuity there is in the paving business. Other men may accomplish better results than you by methods that are perfectly legitimate. ”

“ I do not inquire into the methods by which ingenuity is applied—but what I want, what I must have, is ingenuity—resourcefulness— and you haven't it. I happen to know that the superintendent of the Etna Company has made big profits for his concern under conditions similar to yours."
"Yes," said Stanley. "He scamped on the concrete and filled up with sand and gravel beyond what the terms of the contract called for. His work will need to be done over again within a year. I don't know any other way of coming out even when bids are low and luck is against you, Mr. Prentice." ”

“ The schoolboy beside Stanley turned round. "Well, well, well! What's going to happen!" he cried viciously at the Yale enthusiasts.
"Sh-h, Jack! Don't be cheap!" his father rebuked him.
It gave Stanley an excuse for looking round; disappointed as he was, he had somehow a desire to see Mr. Prentice at that moment. He caught Mr. Prentice in the act of wiping his eyes with his handkerchief.
The Harvard centre was stronger than the Yale centre; and in three more plays Harvard crowded across the line for a touchdown. The auditorium resounded with the cheers ”

“ But Stanley was too happy at that moment to have the slightest thought of Tom.
"Williams tries Stanley again, and gains a yard," proclaimed the announcer. "Stanley is hurt again."
"That's it; they're tryin' to do him up!" shouted one of the Yale sympathizers. "It's the only chance they've got."
"Cut it out!" retorted an irritated Harvard man from across the aisle.
"What do you think is the trouble with your brother?" Mr. Prentice said to Stanley. ”

“ At home Mr. Prentice found affectionate, commiserating notes from his wife and daughter—a pathetic welcome for the returned traveller. He wandered about the house, poking into the different rooms and renewing in this desultory way the feeling of being at home again. Then he went to his office, where he was reminded of the Fryeville contract and the necessity of telegraphing instructions to Holmes. He remembered the papers which Stanley had given him ”

“ Mamma's so sorry not to see you, but she's not very well—I was reading to her."
"About young Prentice—yes, I heard you."
"About him and the man that plays opposite him. Tell me—what does your brother say? You'll go down to the game with us—we have a special car. It will be full of Harvard people; and it will be perfectly fine to have one lone Eli. We will all have such fun jollying you."
"Except on the trip back," observed Stanley. "Then it will be my turn."
She scoffed at the confidence of Yale men ”

“ At two o'clock he returned to Boston, through the weltering fog. From the Touraine he telephoned to the Cunard wharf; yes, the Bohemia had arrived at noon off Boston Light and had anchored to await high tide— which would be at six o'clock. ”