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He began to chap. The blows were rhythmic and steady, and shortly I had forgotten him, the sound more of an interruption than a consistent rain. I suppose an hour and a half passed and 1 heard the boy's steps on the cabin stoop .... The boy said, "I have to go to supper now," he said. "I can come again tomorrow. I said, "I'll pay you now for what you've done," thinking I should probably have to insist on an older boy.... . We went together back of the cabin. An astonishing amount of solid wood had been cut .... "But you've done as much as a man," I said. "This is a splendid pile."I looked at him, actually, for the first time. His hair was the colour of the corn shocks and his eyes, very direct, were like the mountain sky when rain is pending - gray, with a shadowing of that miraculous blue.... I gave him a quarter. 'You may come tomorrow afternoon," 1 said, "and thank you very much." He looked at me, and at the coin, and seemed to want to speak, but could not, and turned away .... At daylight I was half wakened by the sound of chopping. Again it was so even in texture that I went back to sleep. When I left my bed in the cool morning, the boy had come and gone, and a stack of kindling was neat against the cabin wall. He came after school in the afternoon and worked until time I to return to the orphanage. His name was Jerry .... he had been at the orphanage since he was four. I could picture him at four, with the same grave gray-blue eyes and the same independence? No, the ! word that comes to me is "integrity" .... It is bedded on courage, but it is more than brave. It is honest, but it is more than honesty. The ax handle broke one day. Jerry said the woodshop at the orphanage would repair it. I brought money to pay for the job and he refused it. I'll pay for it, he said. "I broke it. I brought the ax down careless. "But no on hits accurately every time," I told him. "The fault was in the wood of the handle. I'll see the man from whom I bought it" It was only then that he would take the money. He was standing back of his own carelessness. He was a free-will agent and he chose to do careful work, and if he failed, he took the responsibility without subterfuge.