The Pickens sentinel-journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1903-1906, 1905-08-16

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"All right Mr.. Hanks," Baia the iohk
modhtaineer, "I'il tell 'em.D
q. Nenner went out to receive th8 cot:
ton, and Hillyer followed to indicate
tne space, Kenner was to use. This
lett George Buckley and the note shay
or alone together. George was writing
when Hanks STOOD up and leaned on
the desk! near to him. He cleared his
throat and chewed his cigar for a mo-
mcnt. then he said awkwardly:
IL haln't much Of hand to talk, but
I've been wantin' to say some'n' to you
ever since yore pa got In his trouble.
hut somehow couldn't, glt to it. jest
feel like tcllin' YOU thnt I'm yore friend
an ef 1t hnd been In my power I'd "a
helped you out O. Ill that mess"
II thank you. Mr. Hunks" George
returned. with flush Of gratitude.
I'm glad to, know you felt that way"
/ The old man coughed and stroked his
beard, with his. scrawny hand. "I've
been wntchin' yore progress. George,
ever since Hillycr tuck you up. /
reckonI was more Interested In 1t OH
account o. my bad luck with my own
boy. George. Bob haint wutf' his room
In hell, 'nur never will be-"
George avoided tho eye bearing down
on him when he answered:
"Of course can't dictate to you. Mr.,
Hanks" he said cautiously. "but l
think you are wrong about Bob.
think he will turn out all right when
he's q little older. He's IN with the So
clety set here and half Of them have
we'll to do parents. and the truth Is lie
doesn't know how to begin. think he
wants to. but
Hes always after me to put up tho
money fer i'm to do business on"
sneered IIurils. "Now, wouldn't be
Il dnudratted idiot to put money in his
hunds when he hain't got enough
energy to keep wood cut to run our
! tlres ut home2 He's got to fust show
that he's got business capacity fore Ill
resk I'm. He's the biggest trouble
ever had, George an when l see what
| n man you've made O. yorese'f on yore
chances it makes me mad enough to
kick i'm. Oh, he's Jest rotten! hain't
got no money fer i'm to dabble with,
but I'm here to tell you ef you need q
stake ut any time all you got to do Is to
call on me. AS I say. i've watched
you"
George flushed as he thanked the old
man again and assured him he was
not In need Of money. Kerner came IN
rubbing his hands. He was followed
| by Hillyer with telegram In his
hands; he seemed excited as he spread
1t open on Georges ledger. "Tarbcll &
Co. offer $1.O5 bushel fer onr entire
lot O. wheat" he said. "Whnts yore
Judgment, George - Is it sell or not
sell2"
I'D let 'er slide like sled on snow
mountain" spoke up Kcnner. Good
ness knows, thar's enough profit in 1t
at that You bought the Charleston an
Atlanta lots under eighty"
No one spoke for moment. Hanks
| was paying only slight attention to the
conversation. He was seldom interest
eel In what did not personally concern
him.
II jest want yore judgment. George"
said Hillyer in the proud tone a man
might have In addressing successful
son. Buckley's eyes held tho eager
look Of the young speculator as they
met the old mans excited stare
II don't like to express myself" he
answered finally. IF it were my money
would, but It Is yours"
"Well, yo're welcome to fools ad-
vice." put in Kenner. deeply interested.
"Ive watched the market for twenty