The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1898-08-25
Yes, He SUCCEEDED!
BUT MONEY IS NOT ALL.
Twenty Millions Very Light.
Youth's Companion.

the crowd, but his wife and daughter
studied the menu anxiously. This
was their yearly glimpse of the splen-
doris of New York, and they were
breathless to think how short it was.
1--WE can't taste half the dishes on
the bill OF fare, Jenny" sighed Mrs.
WeIby.
But Jenny was looking at the superb
gowns of the women near her-the
happy women, as she thought, who
could wear such costly dresses every
day of the year!
The squire whispered, excitedly, :'Do
you see that old man alone in the cor
ner?' That is Felix Gray, one OF the
railway kings ~
@'Oh father that little whisp of a
man that you said was worth many
millions? And you used to go to
school with him ?" said Jenny, in an
awed whisper.
"Yes and worked with him. Many's
the turnip patch we've weeded togeth-
er. Hello! He recognizes me! He's
coming here! How do you do, Mr..
Gray?'
The lean little man took him by
both hands. "Have you forgotten Fee
Ike" he said. "And this is your wife?
And daughter?"
Eyes; all of my family. My dear
this is Mr.. Gray, of whose triumphs
you have heard. Our native town is
proud of you, cir. Yes, when the crops
turn out we'll we treat ourselves to
day or two in New York so here we
are. Won't you-will you sit down
with us?"
II hoped you would ask me-" Gray's
weak and rather rasping voice had
quick note of pleasure in it. II take
only cup OF beef tea. Adolph knows.
He takes care of me the year round"
"And where is your family?" asked
the squire, presently.
s'They are in Paris. My daughter is
to have her first London season this
year, they tell me-"
"You haye a SOM" ventured Mr..
Welby.
ayes; Louis Is On his yacht, cruising
somewhere along the coast with his
friends. / went over to see the
family a year ago. They are. not fond
of this country"
He slipped his beef tea, listening as
they talked. Their soft, peculiar &C
cent brought back bis boyhood to him.
The great, quiet peach farm, the kind
" neighbors, one or two people who
bad chosen him out of all the world to
love best-the little church where he
used to sing in tie choir and some
times to pray in its weekly gatherings.
Were there still such things in the
worldS It seemed to him that he
could hardly rellze it. Simple homes
where contented, refined people could
be happy on few hundred year?
Where there was love and simple faith
in God?
Well, well He was too tired to-
night even to think of them. He rose,
presently.
"Must you go home?" the squire
said, taking his hand. "Is it far?
You do not look strong"
81 have room in this house. It is
not exactly home; but it does well
enough"
But Mr.. Welby held his hand. He
felt elated, as though he touched a
diamond mine. "Do you remember"
he said, "the day told you was going
10 marry Jane here, and farm the old
place on shares? You said, Go in for
love and hard work it you like I'ln of
to town to make money. Money you
said, lis the one thing in life. I'm
going in Tor it, Well, you succeeded );
you have it !"
eyes, yes; I went in Tor it and 1 got
it," Gray said, with shrill, half-scorn-
full laugh.
He escaped at last. One or two
strangers In the halls stared at him. 1t
always enraged him to be noticed as a
rich man. He fancied they whisper
ed, Twenty millions !" lis there
nothing Of me but twenty millions p"
he muttered.
He reached his chamber and sat
down by the gilt radiator. 1t was all
white and gilt glitter about him. He
thought OF the old parlor at home the
big wood fire the chairs he had known
since he was baby the dear old
dlngy hunting pictures on the wall.
No doubt Welby had such a home
now, with those two who loved him.
He was very tired tonight. A diet
OF beef tea and a wasting disease takes
. the sap out OF man, he thought.
'When Welby grows old how those
two dear souls will make much OF
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