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The ready tears spring into Mona's eyes. She is more deeply, passionately grateful to him for this small speech than he will ever know.,"Why, they can't help it," explains he. "They are sent half the time.","Go, Paul!" she says, with vehement entreaty, the word passing her lips involuntarily.,"Tight,—screwed,—tipsy, you know," replies Mona, innocently. "Tight was the word they taught me. I think they believed it sounded more respectable than the others. And the Divinity boys were the worst. Shall I tell you about them?",In the Blackfeet tribe was an association known as the All Comrades. This was made up of a dozen secret societies graded according to age, the members of the younger societies passing, after a few years, into the older ones. This association was in part benevolent and helpful and in part to encourage bravery in war, but its main purpose was to see that the orders of the chiefs were carried out, and to punish offences against the tribe at large. There are stories which explain how these societies came to be instituted, and this one tells how the Society of Bulls began.,She opens the door, and runs almost into Mona's arms, who is evidently searching for her everywhere.,"I am very glad," says Mona, in a low tone.,"You have not been quite true with me," says Mona, in a curious way, never removing her gaze and never returning his smile. "Are you rich, then, if you are not poor?","'Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,,"Do not take her away yet,—not yet," he says, in a faint whisper.,"I wonder you do not hate me," says Mona, with a brokenhearted sob, "when you remember I am of the same blood as these wretches.",THE OTHER SOCIETIES.