Southern Oregon News Review, Thursday, April 8, 194H place and the m aterials to do the Job, and I was to be the judge of whether the copies produced were acceptable or not. If we had too much argument we could each choose a friend and they would choose a third party to settle the By ROBERT e B LA C K M O N argument. There wasn't anything left for me to do but go through *T»HE finest sermon I ever heard If a man can’t look at it like that, with it. I was going to each Phil­ lip Crasor a lesson, anyw ay.” ended and the benediction came he has no business betting.” M y forgotten cigarette burned my straight from the heart of the He tooled the big car around a broad-shouldered figure in the pul­ curve. Sunlight was on the lake, fingers and I tossed it from the pit. The stirring voice of the big a moving pattern of glinting water car. “ I turned over a small cottage organ filled the church and the con­ under a cloud splashed sky. down on the lake to Phillip Crasor, gregation began to leave. “The club was in an uproar, with H a rry Thatcher and I were sur­ men betting each other we’d both stocked it with a Bible, paper, pens, rounded by sober, thoughtful people back out. or go on with it. I went ink and blotter: and told him to go as we went to the car. He drove over to the big bookcase nt the other to work. I left a man there to see that he didn’t get outside help. It end of the room to think it out. out toward the lake. was strictly business with me 1 •’I saw the Bible in the book­ “ Don,” Thatcher said abruptly aft­ had $50,000 nt stake.” case and remembered my mother er he got a cigar started. We were telling me that the Book was good “ PhlUip Crasor was going to entering the lake drive. “There are to read when you didn't know what produce 10 perfectly legible hand­ three million, five hundred and to do. I didn't know what to do. written copies of the Bible, as the sixty-thousand, four hundred and “ I took the Bible and saw in the contract provided, or he would eighty letters in the B ible.” lose the bet.” “ I suppose so.” I almost dropped back where it had so many letters “ I didn't get back for a” week m y cigarette. His talking about the and words and all that, and it gave Book took me by surprise. His in­ me an idea. When I was in school or two. and Phillip had spoiled a lot of paper but produced nothing ac­ terest was financial news, exclusive­ I couldn't spell. “ The teacher used to make me ceptable. He wanted to fight, but ly- write missed words on the black- I told him to read the contract and "There are seven hundred and seventy-three thousand, s e v e n hundred and forty-six words in its thirty-one thousand, one hundred and seventy-three verses.” Party Apron Ha$ Gay Appl¡qut ™ FICTION CORNER STRICTLY BUSINESS “ Sure.” ing. I looked at him, wonder­ rtU P hillipr S TA Ò E