A NAIVE, good-looking young southerner moves to New York and is struggling to survive when a street-smart operator befriends him to exploit his physical talents.

There was something about the young Southerner that the sophisticated Keogh liked.

And if such were my feeling, how must this young Southerner feel?

The young Southerner feels the pride of his race burning in his veins.

To the young Southerner the sight was one of incredible horror.

The young Southerner had a definite motive in his jeering.

First he is an American- atallyoung Southerner from Tennessee.

For some reason this particular instructor took a violent dislike to the tall, dignified young Southerner.

The young Southerner smiled at her simplicity.

She told him about the gallant young Southerner in Tennessee, and gave a forecast of a probable pairing.

They all love the young Southerner.

She tried to bring the young Southerner out; she said to him that she presumed they would have some entertainment soon-Mrs

"Look out for those fellows," the young Southerner said serenely.

"But politics?" the young Southerner slowly suggested.

He did not consider the young Southerner as much of a rebel, for he had refused to shoulder a musket and fight for the cause.

"I know him, and I will go up in his boat if you will hail him," answered the young Southerner.