New-York tribune., 1903-07-22
CHAPTER XIII Continued.
A GIRL AND TEN MILLION.

SLS InS IISSI Olu ulald CdrIdA
''She isn't old to look at"
She's spring chicken, Amy; she's older
than she looks. What did she have to say?"
Nothing especial. We talked a little about the
college,"
Did she have any news for your"
mo, SIR
The pickle maker leaned back showing his
hands into his trousers pockets. He liked to sit
so at the end of a meal. and let his big chest
expand while he looked about the dining room
and revelled silently in the consciousness Of his
own success In his own phrase. he got down
to the sugar In such moments. Relieved of the
instant necessity Of toll, he could cast his eyes
back over what he had accomplished like a
ploughman at the end of long furrow. At last
he said
''Well, have some for you
'Yes?' She was pouring hot water into re-
ceptacle like the inverted top Of an hourglass.
Now she reversed it, and let the water strain
through the orifce. MurdOch's coffee in the
evening Amy always made.
"Amy, girl, do you know I'm rich man?'
She glanced up, surprised. why. I hadn't
thought much about it. Uncle Jack. But of
course 1 supposed So"
A-pretty-rich-man. Do you know how rich
a man has to be TO think of giving away S1O,-
OOO,OOO?" His voice fingered caressingly on the
into the last strain of his sonata, or a sculptor
draws the reverent cloth from the masterpiece
of his art. And he had from Amy the long.
astonished lock he coveted.
ITO give away-ten million?'
The pickle maker pursed his lips and nodded.
not looking at his niece Oh. the pride and self
control in that little nod!
But" she asked, after a moment, in a pug
zled voice, why should you give it away, Uncle
Jack?" Her feminine mind lest in the
vastness of the sum. Although she was far
from imaginative she saw the whole world spin
ming with silver dollars. and greedy hands
cIutching at each. It never occurred to her that
her uncle meant to bestow the mass in lump.
THE college needs it. and I've got it to give
"The college,
Yes child. It's for the college. Of course.
I've been thinking Of it for a long time"
She looked at him fxedly. She was recalling
what Marion Craven had said that afternoon.
He fancied she waiting for details. and he
poured them out like water
You see, Amy. we've been running behind
here at Carfax When I go out and meet men
from Yale and Harvard. and tell them come
from Carfax College. they wonder where it is.
Nobody has heard of it, you might say. outside
the State It rubs along with the old buildings,
and now and then a new library. or something
of the sort and every year it has maybe ten
mere men in the freshman class than the year
before, and that's the end It's fine old coll
Iege and I love it, and I wouldn't tear down one
of those old buildings il I had to spend $4,000
bracing the walls till they'd hold UP the ivy.
But It can't stand still this way: it's either got
to grow or it's got TO die, one or the other,
like all the rest Of US. We've got to swim or
we've got to sink, my dear; and, by the Lord
Harry, we're going to swim! You understand,
n rEarRWV a0F fFa
principal; that stays in my hands for the pres
ent. though they get it outright when I die. But
/ can turn over a good. solid per cent" He
spoke proudly. as we'll he might Seven hun
dred thousand dollars a year Carfax College is
to spend. There aren't a great many incomes
like that. Amy. She'll have the endowment she
has already, and she'll have some income from
tuitien and she'll have my money; and it'll foot
I'D to precious near million a year. What
can't they have for that money? They can have
a technical school, and a law school, and a
school for sawbones. and then put a lot into
buildings to keep the students in. Theren be
plenty I fancy with million year Carfax
viii be the biggest thing in the country, Amy;
no doubt Of it. She's only waiting for the word
And the contract is all ready-signed, sealed,
and-weu it amt delivered yet, but it's going
to be soon, now. Just wanted to tell you first.
YOU see. There are a few details, but they'll
soon be fixed The Murdoch Fund, it's TO be
called. The Murdoch Fund. I reckon that will
make a noise when it gets into the newspapers
-eh Amy? And it's to be as free as air to
them I haven't tied it up with conditions
amt the sort Of man that gives with his right
hand and takes away with his left We must
hnd the right man to spend it. and then he gets
the loot-seven hundred thousand dollars year,
cash down on the nail. Little over eleven years
ago it was begun the business l fought along
for two years, and then you came, little girl. and
fetched the luck with you. More than a million
to give away for every year since then. How
does that sound, Amy? BY the Lord Harry-by
the Lord Harry I say, my dear, think I've
done pretty well. eh?'
Put two marks OF exclamation after the ques-
tion; put three. This the reward OF Muir
doch's labors. To say these things in this tone.
doch's triumph. He spent fifteen hundred a
year on himself fifteen thousand on his niece
and his house-and the rest. far as it was
merely money, he cared more for than the
dust in the street He would have liked to
spend thirty thousand On Amy instead Of fifteen,
but he did not know how. He was man who
tipped porter five dollars. where other men
gave a quarter. Was there Ostentation In him2 4
Not the least OF the least. He had the money /
and he spent it happily. gleefully. When the
bucket runs over. II is a mean man who watches
the drops This speech Of MuFdoch's was his
pean his song of victory, his 10 triumphe. He
thrust his hands deeper into his trousers pock-
cts The gesture was the only expression he
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