The third story in the book, “Old Tantrybogus,” is--so far as the dog is concerned--a true story. I never saw old Job, but Bert has told me many things about him, and his exploits are well attested. For the excessive length of this story, an ancient fondness for dogs is my only apology. The last two stories in the Fraternity group, “Jeshurun Waxed Fat” and “Epitome,” together with the succeeding seven, are each less than four thousand words in length. These stories represent successive attempts to combine brevity with other and more elusive attributes. It is, perhaps, unnecessary to say that “The Field of Honor” and “The Unconquered” were written during the summer of 1918. Two of the stories in this book have not been published in any magazine. The two are “Epitome” and the allegory, “A Dream.” In each case, the story has been rejected by numerous editors; the fact that the author has still a stubborn faith in them is his only excuse for including them in this volume. B. A. W. CONTENTS PAGE THRIFTY STOCK 1 THEY GRIND EXCEEDING SMALL 21 OLD TANTRYBOGUS 39 ONE CROWDED HOUR 74 MINE ENEMY’S DOG 113 “JESHURUN WAXED FAT” 145 EPITOME 158 A DREAM 169 HIS HONOR 185 THE COWARD 199 NOT A DRUM WAS HEARD 211 THE MAN WHO LOOKED LIKE EDISON 226 SUCCESS 239 SHEENER 254 THE FIELD OF HONOR 268 THE UNCONQUERED 293 THE RIGHT WHALE’S FLUKES 319 NOTE 346 THRIFTY STOCK AND OTHER STORIES THRIFTY STOCK I