Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1904-04-28

night. With 4 solitary window opening
on an area devoted to ash barrels and
garbage it made him homesick
He was a dreamer by mature and
loved the music of running brooks, the
rustling of winds in the forest and the
song of birds. The grand old noun
tains that surrounded SYNDICATE had
been the, delight of his boyhood, and to
fish in the clear streams that tumbled
down through narrow gorges and
wound amid wide meadows or in the
lily dotted millpond his pastime. He
had the artists nature in him also and
loved dearly to sketch pretty bit of
natural scenery, IA cascade in the brook
or shady grotto in the woods. He
loved books, flowers, music, green
meadows, shady woods and fields white
with daisies. He had been reared
among kind hearted, honest, God fear
ing people who seldom locked their
doors at night and who believed in and
lived by the Golden Rule. The selfish
and dlstrustful life of a great city, with
it's arrogance and wealth and vanity
of display, was not akin to him, and to
put himself at the beck and call of a
mercenary and utterly INSCRIPTIONS
old villain, as he believed Frye to be,
was gall and bitterness. For two
weeks he worked patiently, hoping each
day that the one and only friend the /.
city held for him would call, passing
his evenings, as he wrote Alice, lin
reading, smoking and hating myself a
little and Frye good deal"
He had hesitated to write Frank in
the first place, disliking to ask favors,
but it could not be helped, and now he
began to feel that his friend meant to
ignore him. This humiliating conclu-
sion was growing to certainty and
Albert feeling more homesick than ever
when one afternoon while he was, as
usual, hard at work in Frye's office
Frank came in
pray excuse me, old man." remark
ed that youth briskly after the first
greetings, for not calling sooner, but
was Off on my yacht about the time you
came, and then l ran down to New
York to take in the cup races. You see,
I'm so busy / do not get any time to
myself. l want you to come over to
the club and lunch with me today, and
we can talk matters over
You will kindly excuse me-" replied
Albert. Il have lot Of work cut out
and am only allowed one hour for
lunch. Can't you come around to my
room tonight and have smoke talk?"
Maybe" replied Frank, "and we
can go around to the club later. You
will meet some good fellows there, and
we always make up game of draw
small limit, you know. Say, old man."
he added interestedly, 'how do you
like Fryer"
AS that worthy happened to be out
just then the two friends had good
chance to exchange opinions. Albert's
is already known, but, for reasons, he
did not care to express it to Frank at
this time.
Frye is a shrewd lawyer, pre-
sumo" he answered, "and so far I
have no fault to find. He takes good
care to see l have work enough, but
| that is what 1 am hired for, and have
| been rather lonesome and glad of it.
Then to change the subject he added:
Il want to thank you once more,
Frank, for getting me the place.
Things We're in bad way at home.
and l needed it,"
You may thank dad, not me-" re-
piled Frank. II was just going off OH
a trip when your letter came, and I
turned the matter over to him. Frye's
| his attorney, you see."
"Are you personally well acquainted
with Mr.. Fryew asked Albert, having
an object in mind.
mo, not at all, except by sight,"
was the answer. II believe he is con-
sidered very sharp lawyer and al
most invariably wins his cases. Dad
says he has won out many times when
the law was all against him and is
not prescriptions how he does 1t.
They say he is rich and skinflint.
He always reminds me Of hungry
buzZard."
Albert thought Of Burns apt Gym
icism just then and wished that Frye
might for one moment see himself as
others saw him. He felt tempted to
tell Frank just what Frye had said
and what his opinion of him was, but
wisely kept it to himself.
well, must be going" said Frank
at last. "I've got date for the mat
this aft, SO ta-ta. I'll call round some
eve. at your room and take you up to
the club"
When his friend had departed, Albert
resumed his rather monotonous copying
the gist of lot of decisions bearing
upon a case that Frye had pending
just then, and when he went out to
lunch it was, as usual, alone and to
cheap restaurant. -. 2
Its nice to have rich father a
yacht, plenty of money and nothing to
do but spend it," he said to himself rue
fully that night as he sat in his cheer
less room smoking and dwelling upon
the picture Of gay life as disclosed by
his friend. But we are not all born to
fortune and perhaps. after ALL might
be worse off" which, to say the least,