Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-08-13

Hanks, as shore as yOre a-SeII1n thar, Bob's goin' to succeed
 Hanks looked at the fire. His eye, usually a dead thing, held a twinkle, or was it only the reflection of the flames in the chimney?
 "I sorter like his start" he admitted. T 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 a chair in front O the door whar Sandford used to set an whittIe an started to take 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 it 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 Sandford used to let do purity 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 beih' ac cused O carelessness.'
 "Yes," HilIyer said, his amused glance on the face of his wife, II believe Bob's goin' to do all right. My daddy used to think was dead lazy beca'se I didn't like to chop sprouts in the mid de O August as well as did to play ball twice as hard, but the sprouts was ! 43m +1n. hnY eroYyo mi fes here's Bob's fun, an the only way to amount to 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 go to sleep sellin' supplies on 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.
 tsWell, I've come over to tell you that I'm goin' to take up that note" he said.
 What note is that r
 Why, the one Bob give you. rec kon I'm able to stand the the resk as well as you are"
 aWell,' and Hillyer smiled again at his wife, s'I think you've got a lot O gall to come tell me thing like that. When did ever ask you to give up a good loan to ne?
 '4T think SO myself" joined in Mrs. Hillyer, who had caught her husbands drift. Why, MT 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 Q Inter est, an Bob's got good payin' cash business"
 Hanks shrugged his shoulders. His small smile had vanished; he looked shrewd. #
 T reckon I'll have to give Bob the money, then, an tell i'm to pay it off. I don't want i'm to be owin' anybody <
 ssOh, that's entirely different mat ter.P smiled the merchant. ''But you kin bet | ain't a-goin' to transfer any. note without knowin' 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 g lull in business and con versation he turned to Hillyer. TT mentioned that note to Bob this morn in at breakfast, an what you reckon l he said? Huh!'' A 'How do knowg' replied the mer- l chant.
 Hanks opened the door of the stove, cigar in his hand, and began to look for coal of fire. Tt sorter mustered i'm, but he finally said that he believed he'd rather not take my offer; that he l wanted to sorter work out bis own sal vatton. What do you think O thatg'
 Hillyer shook bis head, pleased ex- pression on his face. He made no re- ply, but Kenner spoke up. The boy don't intend to ax you no odds, Lib" I he said, "an' glory in his spunk.