Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-08-08
CHAPTER xxx.

CHAPTER AAA.
There, I've told you all the useless
things I've done up town to-day, now
tell me all the worthwhile things
you've accomplished down town, Mr..
Vice President"
Leslie perched herself on the arm
of her fathers chair in the library,
and held out a lighted match for his
aftsr-dinner cigar.
"The only thing-thank you, lass
the only thing I did down town that
was worth WHILE" he answered be-
tween puffs, was to come up town.
There's an Irish answer for you"
with a strong flavor of blarney in
it."
"By the way, speaking Of Irishmen,
I was given an invitation to-day for
a private musicale of Irish folk-songs." !"
Good! Let's go. When is it,"
"I've forgotten. The tickets are In
my oyercoat. Bring me the papers in
my coat pocket, Perkins," he directed
the butler, as the latter entered with
the coffee.
Leslie took q cup from the tray,
dropped in lump Of sugar, stirred it,
and offered a spoonful to Mr.. Harlan.
Go on, sir. Tell me the rest OF tho
news" she commanded.
81 don't think there's anything else
to tell. Yes, there is," he added, as
Perkins handed him a bunch Of pa
pers; here's an announcement OF
Granville Phelps marriage, and card
for the opening day at the Water Color
exhibition-and-March Is, that's the
date for the concert By the way.
Leslie, before forget 1t, just sign this.
please"
The girl glanced at the paper with
evident surprise. Then she slipped
from the arm of the chair, and sitting
down at the library table, turned up
the lamp and read the document
through carefully. It was q printed
form, headed Proxy for Stock" and
worded with legal phraseology.
Proxy for Stock.
Know All Men by These Presents. that
l..
and appoint to be my lawful
attorney substitute. and proxy, for me
and In my name, place. and stead TO vote
upon all the stock held by me In The
Confederated Machine Companies at the
annual meeting Of stockholders OF Tne
Confederated Machine Companies. TO oe
held on the day Of or at any
adjourned meeting thereof. according to
the number of votes should be entitled
to vote IL then personally present.
In witness whereof l have hereunto SET
my hand and seal this uay ot
one thousand nine hundred
Sealed and delivered
I'm the presenc" OF
The first glance at the paper re-
called to Leslie every word OF the con-
versation with Mrs. Parsons. She had
been waiting for the proper moment
to speak to her father about the Ma
chine Companies, but now the oppor-
tunity had come, she shrank from taxi
ing advantage of 1t. She could ask
herself why: she would not allow her.
self to answer. She wanted time TO
think II over. But Mrs. Parsons had
said that whatever was done would
have to be done promptly. II she let
this chance go by, 1t might never come
again. But she could not let II pass.
The paper conferred authority TO vote
for her in the very company In which
she had been asked to influence her
fathers vote. This was a new situa-
tion, and one which she had never De-
fore contemplated. However the oc-
casion introduced the subject natural
ly, and that was perhaps more impor-
tant than time for reflection.
rs all that legal yerbiaee too much
for you?"
1t must have been the third or fourth
reading which Mr. Harlan's question
interrupted.
81 never saw a paper like this be-
fore" she answered. 1T gives the
right to vote at a meeting Of stock
holders, doesn't it?"
Yes"
But how can give any such right?
I'm not stockholder."
Yes, you are. At least hold stock
in your name, which Is the same
thing"
why did you put it in my name?"
"Oh, because-well. just for a
change"
Wasn't that strange reason?
mo, everything | have Is yours. So
1t doesn't make much difference whose
name Is used. In this instance it was
more convenient to use yours"
"Why?"
For goodness sake, Leslie" he
laughed, you're worse than a cross
examining lawyer"
But l don't see how 1t could be
more convenient to use my name when
I'm so seldom down town"
81 can't explain all that now. my
dear"
Mr.. Harlan's tone indicated weari-
ness, and Leslie did not press the in
Quiry.
Tell me, what are you going to vote
for, Mr.. Proxy?" she demanded, jest
ingly.
Merely for some new directors. It's
what they call the annual meeting"
Leslie dipped her pen in the ink and
touched a blurred letter before she
spoke again.
Isn't this the company where
there's a strike going on?"
Yes"
"Will this election stop the striker"
81 hope So"
Whom are you going to vote for?"
Now, don't you think we've dis
cussed this long enough. my dear?"
Mr.. Harlan replied, with shade Of an
noyance in his voice. THE whole
things merely a formality. Just sign
opposite the seal"
But isn't my proxy going to tell me
how he will vote?"
Nonsense, Leslie!"
Mr.. Harlan's exclamation was sharp
and irritated. Leslie made no reply
and Mr.. Harlan picked up a magazine
and began reading it.
"Mr. Vice President"
Mr.. Harlan continued reading.
"Mr. Vice President"