The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1900-04-18
ONE OF THE
CITY'S OWN
How n Young Man Came to Go to
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Observation-Disclosures
"Mr Redbolt is to go to the governor
at once"
Mr.. Redboit strobe briskly across the
room. A moment later he was In the
private office.
Young Mr.. Dewhurst who had man
aged the business since the death of
his father, gave him Il furtlve look as
he entered and then turned hurriedly
TO bundle of correspondence by his
side and selected letter With an air
of malicious satisfaction.
The ball was opened by Mr.. Dew
hurst unfolding Il cantankerous conf
plaint from TN unimportant customer.
1t was the merest trifle and quite UNI
worthy OF the occasion. Nevertheless
Joe Redbolt was by no means surpris-
ed at the tone adopted. For some time
past the smallest opportunities had
been seized for fault finding, and he
knew by instinct that the climax had
been reached.
How do you account for this blum
der?' asked Mr.. Dewhurst suspicious
ly.
His clerk gave a simple, stralghtfor-
ward explanation, which, to u reasona-
Bile man, would have been sufficient
But MIR. Dewhurst was not In rea-
| sonable humor.
1T appears TO me. then, that you are
not in any way to blame, Mr.. Redbolt,"
he said cynically.
~ think not"
you never make mistaken
mot very often"
who is to blame, them
There WIS moments silence, and
the tive men looked into one another's
eyes.
you are, Sir" said Redbolt respect
fully. Il acted under your instruc-
TONS"
This appeared to give the unworthy
little tyrant his opportunity.
You are more than half impertl-
nent," he said roughly.
II give you my word that l don't In
tend TO be So" said Redbolt, with per-
feet good temper.
Perhaps not, but I'm tired of 1t.
You forget your proper position and
have crossed my will in several ways"
Mr.. Redbolt colored rather painfully,
and his principal continued, with a
smile Of spitefnl Triumph
You understand what | allude tor"
The clerk bowed slightly.
'"Then l think you had better look
about for another situation"
Shall we calculate the month from
last Monday inquired Joe Redbolt In
d perfectly even, matter of fact voice"
"Eh-yes," said Mr.. Dewhurst. "But
l won't ask you to continue your work
here"
With that he pushed across the table
little pile of coins which had been
counted out already, clearly showing
that he intended from the first to make
use of the opportunity
For the first time Joe Redbolt looked
angry. 1t WAS adding insult to injury
to send him away at moments no
tlce, as If he had disgraced himself.
1t was the more outrageous because
he was distant relation of the Dew
bursts by blood. The two young men
had been for short time at school
together. They had entered the firm
together, and Redbolt had worked his
way up by sheer ability under old Mr.
Dewhursts eye to n responsible posi-
ton.
Naturally they knew the same people
and to some extent visited the same
houses, and II was In this way that
Dewhursts Inherent jealousy had rip
ened into positive rancOr, for that
there was a member Of the fair sex at
the bottom of 1t Is almost obvious.
The Innocent cause Of the trouble.
little dreaming Of the mischief she was
creating, had thoroughly enjoyed the
rivalry OF the two men. as every
daughter of Eve Is bound TO do, and
she had not made 1t quite clear which
Of them was to be favored, which Is
certainly woman's privilege.
But Joe Redbolt was generally be-
lieved to be the lucky man, and Dew
hurst had vented his unmanly spite by
thousand annoyances In the Office.
However, In love, as In war, II Is the
unexpected that often happens. Joe
Redbolt proposed and was refused
point blank.
Now, most men, when they see a dan
gerous rival put out Of court, bury
their anlmoslty and even become gen
erous.
But this was not the case with Fred
Dewhurst. Petty annoyances develop
ed rapidly into daily insults until the
morning, as we have seen. he had
found IN excuse TO cut his former
schoolfellow adrift.
Joe Itedbolt picked up the pile OF
coins, counted them deliberately and
put them In his pocket.
Nov, Fred Dewhurst," he said
huskily, 1--WE IRE no longer master and
man, 30 that | can say what l think"
Dewhurst looked rather alarmed