The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1904-10-26
q sorterlike his start" he admitted.
Copyright, 1905. by Haper d Brothers

a scrter like his start he admitted.
II was always afeard O the influence
O. that tr;f1n' set O. boys he was runnn
with, but today Bill Bogle-the wust
Of the lot-drawed up a chair in front
O. the door whar Sandford used to set
an whittle an started to take seat,
but bless you, Bob called i'm to taw-
told i'm he wasn't a-goin' t. have his
friends settin' round tt Mt o the
store that a-way-said uidn't look
businesslfke, an he was goin' to start
right an sorter hew to the line. Then,
ag,in, one O. the clerks that Sanford
used to let do purity much as be Liked
was startin' to light}a cigar behind the
show case, an Bob yanked I'm up too.
tCayrt have no smokin' in the house,
Jim,' he said politely. we sell FIRE
crackers an gunpowder, an have to be
CAREFUL. Besides, it don't look night
dxrfn' business hours, an ef we T'asto
ketch fire an burn out we'd want to
collect our insurance without'bein" ac-
cused O. carelessness.'
eyes," H1llyer said, his amused glance
on.the face Of his wife, 'I believe 'Bobs
goin' to do all right My daddy used
to think I was dead lazy becSse /
dh1ut Ike to chop sprouts In the mid
die O. August as well as I did to play
bali twice as hard, but the.sprouts was
his fun an the ball game mine. Th1s
here's Bob's fun, an the only way to
amount to hill O. beans is to enjoy
whatyo're at. Youthink yo're a model
business man, Hanks, but thars as
much fun at the job you have as
playin' poker with full hand. You'd
90 to sleep sellin' supplies on time fer
ANYBODY but yoreself, but yo're wide
awake as it is. The truth is, you never
Gfed to find out.whar Bob'sta1ent lay::
Hanks drew himself up. he had not
SMILED during his visit, and ne rareiy
made concessions. he did both 10"
rather sheepishly.
well, I've come over to tell youstnal
I'm goin' to take up that note" he said.
'eWhat note is that?"
'Why, the one Bob give you. rec
kon I'm able to stand the-the resi-, as
well as you are"
"Well." and Hillyer smiled agai1~at
his wife, "I think you've got O lot o
gall to come tell me a thing like tnac
When did I ever ask you to give up a
good loan to me?'
II think so myself" Joined in Mrs
Hillyer, who had caught her husbands
DRIFT. "Why, Mr.. Hillyer was jest say
in rother day that it was mighty msh
impossible to put money out whar 1t
nd be safe an draw any sort o inter
est, an Bob's got a good payin' cash
business"
Hanks shrugged bis shoulders. His
small smile had vanished; he looked
shrewd.
sI reckon TIL have to give Bob sthe
money, then, an tell I'm to pay it OF.
I don't want i'm to be OWN Anybody
"Oh, that's entirely a different mat
ter" smiled the merchant. "But you
kin bet amt a-goin' to transfer any
note without KNOWN how 1t woufu
suit my customer"
"An' that's nothin' morerfaf' 'saan
Mrs. Hfllyer as Hanks rose~and start
ed to leave.
The next morning at the Warehouse
Hanks seemed somewhat preoceuped'
Presently in lull in business and CON
versation he turned to Hnyer. -
mentioned that note to Bob this morn-
in at breakfast, an what YOU reckon
he said? Huh!'
"How do knowT' repliede the mer-
chant.
Rauks. opened theadoor Of the stove
cigar in his hand, and began to loos
for a coal Of fire. "It sorter fustered
i'm, but he finally said that he believed
he'd rather not take my Offer; that ne
wanted to sorter work out his own sal
walton. What do you think o that!
Hillyer shook bis head, a pleased e2'
preston on his face. he made no re
ply, but Kenner spoke up. The ooy
don't intend to ak you no odds, Lab,
he said, .an' glory in his~spunk-"