The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1905-02-16

rules, and lac WAS lost III the crowd Z;
the trolley terminal before Somers had
had chance to recognize his one time
protege. The band was good, and the
green grass was most pleasant c;,,-
pet, but the talk on the trolley rang in
Dams ears.
The girl was old Henry Greyson's
daughter-he found that out-and
Greyson objected to Somers because
he thought him fast-the old type Of
drummer. 1t was evident that Somers
took the matter as much TO heart as
did the girl, and Dan was quite dis
gusted over the state of affairs.
Henry Greyson was known every
where in Pittsburg. The Greyson
building was one Of the most modern
structures, and Greysons interests
were as varied as they were enormous.
It was an easy matter to find his office.
but lot more difficult to get at the
man Dan waited from II in the morn
inc to in the afternoon, and then
from a side door around the corner of
the hall from the main office the spare,
alert figure of the millionaire stepped
out. Dan pounced upon him.
"Say, Mr.. Greyson," he demanded.
plunging into the midst of the business,
81 come to ask yer favor"
Greyson's hand went to his trouse''.;
pocket, and Dams lips curled.
''NiXey," he said decidedly. when l
want cash l earns it. l want your
daughter
MY daughter!'' repeated the aston
ished Greyson, looking about to see
what help might be at hand
'Fer a friend of mine" completed
Dan. ''Y'see, Paul Somers was on de
car yesterday. an your gal was wild
him. 1 hearn him tell 'er you kicked
because he was no good. Say. OATS
dead wrong"
do you mean to say that my daugh-
ter was with young Somers yester-
day." deIsanded Greyson, forgetting
for the moment to whom he was talk
ing.
81 was right behind EN- declared
Dan.
Greyson produced d ten dollar bill
Heres something for your trouble
he said. 'If you see them together
again let me know, and you may have
another"
"G'waE, yer old geezer!' retorted
Dan. Did yer s'pose I'd break a friend
like that? | wanter tell yer you're nut
ty about Mr.. Somers. He's an ali right
er Didn't l see a dame try ter win
him out in N'York, an didn't he tell
her to chase herself? G'wan. Get
wise! He's watcher want for de girl
Dere amt none better"
With slight draft on his magma
ton he told the old man of how Somers
had helped him to Pittsburg and how
when he WIS selling papers in New
how the man had done none of the
things with which he had been charged
by other interested parties. There was
the ring of truth in his tones, and the
old man relented He was accustomed
to forming his own judgment, and he
ragged newsboy if it seemed to him
right
It'll be all right, boy" he said as
the tale was done. "He can have her"
With whoop Dan was down the
hall Greyson called him back.
"Ain't goin' ter mig are yer?' de
handed Dan suspiciously as he came
up.
NO" smiled the magnate, guessing
at the meaning of mig" II just want
ed to say | have a place in my Office
for you. Come around in the morning.
and I'll put you to work"
Oats all right" said Dan. Eyer
come down to the corner tomorrer an
I'll lend yer enough papers to start
wild. I'm in business fer meself too.
| don't want ter work for no dude
clerk" And this time the boy kept On.
His debt had been paid.