Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-08-16
Copyright. 1908. by HARPER q BROTHERS
I. O he's got opened up, has heT"

Opened Up? l reckon he has; tuch
in ninety odd dollars today, an the
Lord only knows what profit he'll av
erage. don't reckon Bob does, from
what observed, though he amt losin
so fur"
"Oh, he'll hold Sandford's trade, u
said Hillyer. "You kin count on that
"Well, l reckon he WILL" said Mrs
Hillyer. "I've changed my account to
him from Waters & Co. An why
shouldn't II Do you reckon I'm not
goin' to encourage rail enterprisal
jest the minute be told me he was
a-goin' to run a free delivery wagon
to take orders an deliver goods twice
a day / put my name down. The idea
O. them old fogies waitln' for young
Bob Hanks to start free delivery!
Why, the minute told Mrs. Dugan
about it she mighty nigh had spasm,
she was so glad. I seed her ag'in jest
before supper. She'd been down an
ordered q whole raft o. stuff she didn't
need Jest to see 'em come up like tney
DO in cities. She's been trampin' from
one end o town to t'other tellin' folks
they won't have to make step either
way to git what they want fer the ta-
BILE. Bob's boy II call the first thing
In the mornin' an write down what's
wanted, an up the stuff comes. He's
got some little-have you seed them
little books he's givin' away fer body
to write orders in? Oh, You have!
Well, it's a powerful good idea. No
body kin dispute the'r account when
it's writ in Their own handwritin'. Mr..
Hanks, as shore as yore a-settin' thar,
Bob's goin' to succeed"
Hanks looked at the fire. His eye,
usually dead thing, held twinkle,
or was 1t only the reflection Of the
flames in the chimney?
II sorter like his start" he admitted.
"I was always afeard O. the influence
O. that trifin' set O. boys he was runnin'
with, but today Bill Bogle-the wust
Of the lot-drawed up chair in front
o. the door whar Sanford used to set
an whittle an started to take a seat,
but, bless you, Bob called i'm to taw-
told i'm he wasn't a-goin' to have his
friends settin' round the front O. the
store that a-way-said 1t didn't look
businesslike, 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 purty-much as he liked
was startin' to light cigar behind the
show case, an Bob yanked i'm up too.
'Cayn't 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 right
durin' business hours. an ef we was to
ketch fire an burn out we'd want to
collect our insurance without bein, ac'
cused O. carelessness.'
YES" Hillyer said. his amused glance
on the face of his wife, 81 believe Bob's
goin' to do all right. My daddy used
to think l was dead lazy beca'se I
didn't like to chop sprouts in the mid.
die O. August as well as did to play
ball twice as hard. but the sprouts was
his fun an the ball game mine. This
here's Bob's fun, an the only way to
amount to a hill O. beans is to enjoy
what yo're at. You think yo're model
business man, Hanks. but thar's as
much fun at the job you have as
playin' poker with full hand. You'd
20 to sleep sellin' supplies OH time fer
anybody but yoreself, but yo're wide
awake as it Is. The truth Is, you never
tried to find out whar Bob's talent lay"
Hanks drew himself up. He had not
smiled during his visit, and he rarely
made concessions. He did both now
rather sheepishly.
well. I've come over to tell you that
I'm goin' to take up that note" he said.
what note Is that|
"Why, the one Bob give you. l rec
kon I'm able to stand the-the resk as
we'll as you are"
We'll" and Hillyer smiled again at
his wife, 81 think you've got a lot O.
gall to come tell me a thing like that.
When did l ever ask you to give up a
good loan to me?'
81 think so myself" Joined in Mrs
Hillyer who had caught her husbands
drift. "Why, Mr.. Hillyer was jest say
in t'other day that it was mighty nigh
impossible to put money out whar 1t
ud be safe an draw any sort O. inter
est. an Bob's got a good payin' cash
business"
Hanks shrugged his shoulders. His
small smile had vanished: he looked
shrewd.
~ reckon I'll have to give Bob the
money, then, an tell i'm to pay 1t of.
I don't want I'm to be OWN anybody
"Oh, that's entirely different mat
ter" smiled the merchant. But you
kin bet l amt a-goin' to transfer any
note without KNOWN how it would
suit my customer"
"An' that's nothin' more'n fair" said
Mrs. Hillyer as Hanks rose and start
ed to leave.
The next morning at the warehouse
Hanks seemed somewhat preoccupied.
Presently In lull In business and con-
versation he turned to Hillyer. IL
mentioned that note to Bob this lorn-
in at breakfast, an what you reckon
he said? Huh"
"How do l know?" replied the mer-
chant.
Hanks opened the door Of the stove,
a cigar in his hand, and began to look
for coal of fire. ut sorter fustered