The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1901-08-02

anu AHN lAUAM AAOAiDA HAONhnA - "a "a
steady current against the faces Of the
grateful passengers. Durham Greer
took off his hat and leaned a little for
ward to meet the pusing waves OF |
air. He was stalled for a day or two |
in the city, waiting for further direc- |
lions from headquarters, and had TAX
en- the trolley ride aimlessly, SO far as |
direction went, only seking its cool re-
wards after the heat of the fierce July
Hay. Besides, these rides gave him a
chance to study human nature under
new conditions, and this was always
a pleasant pursuit with Durham.
AS he leaned forward to catch the
breeze he caught at the same time a
little of the conversation of the young
man and the young woman who were
sitting in front of him. The young
man was quite young, two and twenty,
perhaps, and the girl seemed a year or
more older. She was a bright faced
girl, with snappy, black eyes and de-
cidedly aggressive chin; a pretty girl
in pretty summer gown, her luxurious
hair crowned by a tasteful black hat
The youth was somewhat pale and not
at al robust of figure.
81 ioll you, Sis, he said, in a queru-
lous tone, you can't do thing unless
you have capital"
This was the remark that Durham
Greer overheard. He leaned back
little, but continued to listen. In
certain way he was the representative
81 capital. The remark had per-
s9nal bearing. lie meant to hear more.
"But, joe" the girl demonstrated,
ayou give in too easy. You haven't
enough pluck"
"Pluck counts for nothing" said the
young fellow, doggedly. When you
haven't either cash or influence you
might 40 we'll throw up your hands.
Haven't l tried, and don't l know by
bitter experienced"
81 wish l was a mani" said the
black-eyed girl with sudden fierceness.
The young fellow laughed
How do you suppose Jim Edge
comb would like that, Sis?" he asked
A faint flush stole across the girls
fair cheek.
at doesn't seem to be question OF
what Jim likes, she said. Jim would
like to see a fair return from his hall
interest in the cutoff, but that wont
bring it,"
LET Jim get out himself and try his
luck at peddling the thing, said the
young fellow little warmly.
"Jim is Just practicable can't talk,
said the girl.
And now we are back to first prin
ciples," grumbled the young fellow
"its money that talks"
The girl shook her head at him.
"You are so stubborn. Joe" she said
'If YOU once get an idea in your hea
sledge hammers can't drive it out Blu
1 suppose you are like all inventors
daft in the same direction. And We
you are so clever, Joe"
tits cleverncss that doesn't pay,
said the young fellow little bitterly
what have l made in the three year
I've devoted to inventing? Barely
mechanics wages"
you'll strike it rich some day, joe
said the girl in gentle tone OF Ell
couragement.
81 thought I'd struck it rich with II
cutoff, /" he said a little bitterly IN
idea was a good one, and Jim carrie
it to completeness. The device is
simple. SO compact, so strong
should appeal to every practical el
gineer. It's both a time and labt
saver. | had no trouble in getting
patent. and yet when l try to intere
factory managers they decline to eve
look at it. They see nothing IN Il
scheme for themselves personally. re
hans they are subsidized by the make
of the old devices Perhaps if cou
bribe them they would agree to try
could start a stock company,
doubt, and get just enough stock I
my share to make me an easy case
freeze out when the sharpers got rea
TO fling me aside. l tell you it's d
couraging, Sis"
eyes. Joe. it is" said the girl SCOT
ingly. "And here is our street.
Durham Greer drew a card from
pocket and hastily penciled benea
his name the word Promoter" Tn
he added the name of the hotel
which he was stopping and tapped
Young fellow on the shoulder as ne
nailed to the conductor to stop.
"Call on me at l o'clock tomorr
afternoon" he said, as the young
low turned to discover who had ]
tied him. He saw young man
little more than his own age who NJ