The Brunswick times. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 188?-1900, 1897-12-25

little beggarl
"And now?"
"That's it. That's what I ask myself.
Hello, old boy, say, to,what use are you
going to put all this hard won rubbishY
Have you thought of profession
''No end of times and no end of profess
sions."
land why can't you choose?"
Same old trouble with each--over-
crowded"
"YoI studied law?"
eyes. Worst crowded of all the profess
sions. Have to sit around half dozen
years or SO twiddling your thumbs and
watching your doorknob to see a client
turn it. .
, There's medicine.
eyes, of course; oyercrowded too. Be
sides, it took me three years of manual
training to find out l couldn't use saw }"
How about the ministry"
"Frightfully overcrowded. Then I'm
so deficient in reverence; not enough, per
haps, to make me a modern pulpit pet but
TOO much so for my own peace of mind.
The ministry would never do.
Have you thought of engineering?"
Thought of it in all its branches
civil electric, landscape, locomotive, all
grossly oyercrowded. Everything is over
| crowded. Never saw such q state OF
| things"
"And do you really intend to waste all
that splendid education, Mr. Clayton?"
st looks that way, Miss Searles. You
| see, I've thought of everything balloon
ing and exploring and mining and treas
ure hunting and ostrich farming. Either
it's all overcrowded or I'm not suited to
No 7 hoI OH DIV r.
up"
"But you must do something"
GIVE thought of that too"
"But you don't seem worriod-scarcely
| interested"
whats the good? Something may
! turn up. If not, why worry?"
"Why don't you travel?"
Give thought of that I've thought of
it several Immediately. Fact is. I've just
been doing a little travelling that has
given me new train Of thought. "
''You were in the south, l believer"
eyes, at my dear old Uncle Jim bed
side Poor old Uncle JIM He was an
other father to me- It's strange how
whimsical personal Hkings are Uncle
Jim liked me. Why, last winter he came
all the way from home-rheumatism and
adjust to see me play half back in the
Thanksgiving day game. And after
made my long run and the winning
touchdown the dear old fellow pushed
through the crowd and caught me in his
arms like crazy man, laughing and cry
ing and making the funniest efforts to
give the college yell Dear old Uncle
Jim! Wha0 good times we had togetherP
did he die?"
eyes"
"Too bad'
"Thank you. We had many long talks
together before-the end, and Uncle Jim
put some new ideas into my head. We
| talked on this very subject that has inter
ested us tonight. Yes, and we talked Of
you, Miss Searles."
"Mr. Clayton!'
Eyes, Miss Searles. 1t would be lib
erty to talk Of you to any one else, but it
wasn't with Uncle Jim. And l showed
him your picture-the one 1 stole two
years ago, you remember-and he liked it,
and sent you his compliments and his best
love. Uncle Jim was always q grand old
gentleman.
"But don't see''-
"Pardon me, am about to explain. 1t
was Uncle Jim who suggested new pro-
fession for me; at least, he called it
profession He suggested that it wasn't
| as overcrowded as some of the others and
that there was generally room in it for the
right sort of man. Uncle Jim knew what
| he was talking about. He had the keenest
head for business of any man l know,
and never met anybody whose advice
valued as highly. You seem to take an in
terest in my welfa,e, Miss Searles-do the
| details weary your"
"No Mr.. Clayttn. 1t was your-your
| fippancy over serious subject that an
noyed me---a little, And this profession
does it give you hoie Of permanent employ
ment?''
"Im sure it does. wouldn't go into
it if didn't think so. p"
"And it is coDgeaialY"
"Very."
"I'm glad to hear it, Mr.. Clayton. It
is strange though, that we didn't happen
to mention It when we went over the vari
GUS professions. p"
"Isn t it? This is something quite differ
ent though. Perhaps that is the reason
we didn't, as you say, mention it. Would
you like to hear what it is?'
"Why yes. Y.e7tarouse my curiosity.
cit is oalled--bH laugh-the PROBES
sion of son-in laws
Mr.. Clayton!
"I'd thought OF it, you know, some time
before Uncle Jim suggested it. Oh, yes.
But Uncle Jim, yoY sec, smoothed the
way. Oh, he was que taken with your
| photograph. He actu y made conditions,
verbal, of course Is equally binding,
that l should-well< tell you about
that afterward The other details are all
quite satisfactorily arranged, and-and,
now, Aida, it only remains for you to-
to approve the articles Of partnership.
MIR. Clayton, what do you mean?"
"You just now asked me why l didn't
travel That means 60 abroad. Well, I've
made up roy mind to go abroad-if you
will go with meas my wife. "
George Clayton, is this proposals."
"Alida Searles, does it need I. tag?"
"But there's father. He will never
consent to my marrying a-a-wen, you
know, George, you are not very progresses
ing financially"
"You are quite mistaken about your
father l saw him first"
"You didy"
"Oh, yes. He's quite taken with the
idea. Seems to think it's just the profess
sion to suit me. Fact is, you know, I'm
the heaviest depositor in papa's bank.
Yes. Uncle Jim left me all his money