10 AT THE SIGN OF THE STOCK YARD INN 



brilliant scene had faded like the insubstantial pageant 

 of a dream. 



At the SADDLE AND SIRLOIN CLUB a half hour 

 later the big events of a satisfying day were being 

 discussed by loitering groups of men engrossed in 

 the interpretation of the real significance of these 

 tremendous demonstrations. The International Live 

 Stock Exposition, greatest of all competitions of its 

 kind the world has ever seen, had gripped the nation. 

 From gilded coigns of vantage on the walls choice 

 spirits of another age looked down in mute approval; 

 and thereby hangs this tale. 



