Mower County transcript., 1904-09-14
An YOU weak at the kneeg?'

AIS yOu WSdA dI luO hu0SS5
'%Oh. you mean wheat" said Buckley
indifferendy az he went to his desk.
That's Mr.. Hulyers affair.""
mo, It hain't, my boy, not by Jug
ful," said Hillyer, almost tenderly.
"Yore judgments held good so far;
what do you think we ought to dor'
"Why, IL wanted to reali0e," re-
piled the young man, I'D telegraph for
the best offers right away. You can't
rely on those printed reports like Ken
ner has. My opinion is that 1t has
gone higher since that circular was
sent out"
"Higher!~ exclaimed Kenner, with a
cold smile of derision. my boy, you
are actin jest like every young specu-
lator that ever grabbed the whip an
Jumped In the arena. You never let
70 till the back action sets tn, an then
down you scoot like an avalanche"
Hiliyers next remark surprised Ken
ner.
THAT'S. test what I have done, my
boy. don't say intend to sell, but I
wired Jacobs & Co. fer Their best offer
on my way down."
Just then q messenger boy came in
with telegram. Hil1yer opened 1t
with shaky fingers, but when he read
it be laid it on his desk quite calmly, a
gleam of triumph in his eye.
"Jacob offers $11211&" he said i'm
pressively as he looked at the cotton
buyer.
Kenner stared and then spat against
the wall behind the stove. =,
'*Somebody's crazy" he grunlvu.
''Wheat can't stand at that
Hillyer was gazing at George with a
hearty smile on his face
what do you think we ought to do,
my boy?' he asked. Remember, I
only want yore judgment. Eff we hit
the ceilin' feet fo'most I'll never throw
it up to you"
George was silent for moment
The others hung on his reply. you
are putting me in rather ticklish
place, Mr.. Hillyer," he said. "rd real
ly rather not have the responsibility Of
as big a thing as this is entirely on
me-"
"Well,' said Hillyer, ttyou won't
mind tellin' me what you would do eff
it was all yore affair.""
IF it were mine," answered George,
I'D hold awhile longer"
"That settles It," cried Hillyer, and
he turned to write an answer to the
telegram.
A few minutes later Hanks came in
with his son Bob, well dressed young
man past twenty years of age. The
young man paused in the outer room,
an expression of deep embarrassment
on his face
"Has that car O. meat fer me been
sidetrackedY Hanks asked Hillyer
abruptly.
Eyes; it's at the platform now," the
merchant answered, casting a curious
glance past Hanks to his son. "Are
you ready to have it unloaded?"
Eyes; Bob's goin' to do it,
The whole room stared In sympa-
thettc astonishment.
"You say he isT' Hillyer got out un-
der his breath.
eyes; I'm goin' to show him an his
mother that I rule the roost up our
way. She's tuck notion he's too good
to work like common folks, an let's
i'm run wild with these town dudes,
an I've made up my mind as long as
he eats my grub he's got to lay his
hands to whatever work there is to do.
I could git niger to do the job fer a
dollar an q half, an I'm simply goin'
to save the money"
At this outburst Bob Hanks was
seen to turn his face to the door. 1t
was as red as blood.
''Oh, say Hillyer began to pro-
test, but Hanks interrupted him.
"G1t that pair O. trucks back thar
an go to work." he said to his son,
"an' shuck off that coat an necktie.
You won't need no buttonhole bouquet
fer this job"
The young man made haste to obey.
1t was as if he wanted to spare his
parent the exhibition he was making
of himself. Hanks sat down at the
stove in his usual place quite unruf-
fed.
"Say," Hillyer began mildly, IT don't
think yo're handlin' that chap right.
He's all right, eff you'd only treat him
like a young human bein'. I've want
ed to speak to you about that boy q
long time. I like Bob, I cayn't help
it. Why, hang it, he's Jest natural!
He don't know how to get down to
work. He's been fetched up in this
giddy set O young folks, an he feels
his fodder. When you do put i'm at
work you put i'm at some mental en-
ployment that makes all the boys in
town laugh at him, an no boy with
any pride at all can stand that. An
the trouble is he's ashamed Of the way
you do along with it. The daddies o.
that set he's been runnin' with don't
act that way, an he don't know why
yo're different
what in the name o. common sense
do you know about boys?" said Hanks,
leaning forward and applying his
cheap cigar to red spot on the stove.
you've never had one., Do vo,l reckon