Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1894-08-03


er 81 see that would never do; .:e
story is strong enough without the
name"
Clarence Holt had been invited to
dine, but had declined. 1t was not his
dining hour, but he wanted TO see Miss.
Allen, for few more questions"
When the girl Of the chorus appear
ed he forgot all about the questions,
but he said instead, how pleased he had
been to meet her and how pleased he
had been TO meet her father, who had
suffered such wrongs at the hands OF
an unprincipled scoundrel." There
was fire in his eye as he addedl
But I'll show him up in way that
will make him vince"
There was an unusual demand for the
Sensation the next morning, such an
extra call that the man in the counting
room ut last had his curiosity SO mucb
aroused that he asked:
What makes the Sensation go so
this morning.
why, amt you on to it," said
purchaser. You'll hear from it soon
enough. Just read this article: a
Chorus Girls Romance Just skip the
first part of il and get down to the dig
Ging up OF the skeleton, an exposure
of how old man Allen, the girls father,
was done out of his fortune. The whole
town has got il. And there1l be the
deuce to pay in your office. You hear
me?"
When the business manager came In
he was frothing at the mouth like 4
mad dog and the language that he used
was dreadful.
send the city editor to me-" he
screamed, 1.-THE moment he arrives"
Angry voices were heard in the man.
ayers private room, but the senior
Holt was doing the most Of the swear
ing
When the city editor arrived he was
summoned and responded promptly
and appeared before the council.
Holt, senior, was the spokesman.
Thrusting forth the paper, he demand
ed:
"Who wrote this article?"
"Your SON." was the answer, "the
best first attempt l ever saw; you
should be proud of it and him -
The rich Mr.. Holt, the nah with
money TO burn, sunk into his chair
and gasped for breath; after awhile he
managed 10 Staluuef'
"That-is-all."
A prolonged hush fell over the as
sembly; it was an awkward spell Of
silence. With an effort the rich Mr..
| Holt spoke as if in apology:
1T was n business transaction, that
was all. i got the best Of the bargain,
nothing more. If robbed Alien, where
is the law TO punish me?'
1nxx eli
fully he had kept within legal bounds
and out of the reach Of the law.
AS he stumbled out, he turned and
whispered hoarsely:
For Gods sake, gentlemen, not
word of this to my SON"
Clarence Holt had been told that the
article was success, and thereafter
he accepted many important assign
ments, all of which he filled with
credit to himself and the paper.
The city editor kept him busy with
special stories, and when his father
died and he inherited n fortune he was
financially and practically able to en-
bark in newspaper publication on his
own account.
Up to this time he had kept up his
acquaintancewith Ethel Allen and saw
her advance step by step until she
became the prima donna of the Olym-
pic. Then he asked her to retire from
the stage and become an editors wife.
Even the manager, who was ut first
almost inconsolable at the thought Of
parting with 4 treasure, became rec
onciled to the wisdom of her choice
and course.
After all, it is the best for both of
them. Ethel Allen is n jewel with
beauty and virtue, and Clarence Holt
is as good as they make them; besides,
he's got money to burn."-The Jour
nalist.