The Aberdeen Democrat. (Aberdeen, South Dakota) 1???-1909, 1906-01-05

- was ASSOACA VIII 8Cy003
OF pad paper, each covered with an
lheomprehensible maze Of figures. Att.
er dinner he had gone to his "
rooms, forgetting that he lived on Fifth
avenue. Until long after midnight he
smoked and calculated and dreamed,
FOR the first time the immensely of
mat million thrust itself upon him. II
on that very day, Oct. l, he were
10 begin the task Of spending it he
would have but 357 days in which to
accomplish the end. Taking the round
sum of %$1,0OO,0OO as a basis, it was
al easy matter to calculate his aver
age daily disbursement. The situation
dld not look SO utterly impossible until
ne held up the little sheet Of paper and
ruefully contemplated the result of
nat simple problem in mathematics.
1t meant an average daily expendi.
lure OF $2,SO1.12 for nearly a year, and
even then there would be 10 cents left
over, for in providing the result Of hls
rough sum in division he could &C.
count for but 1898, $780, "a. Then it &C.
Cured to him that his money would
De drawing interest at the bank.
But for each days $2,SO1.12 I am
getting seven times as much" he So
llloquized as he finally got into bed.
That means $19,6O7.S4 a day, a clear
profit Of $~16,906.72. That's pretty good
yes, too good. l wonder If the bank
couldn't oblige me by not charging in
terest?"
The figures kept adding and subtract
ing themselves as he dozed of, and
once during the night he dreamed that
sWearengen Jones had sentenced him
to eat a million dollars worth of game
n salad at the French restaurant.
He awoke with the consciousness that
he had cried aloud, II can do it, but a
year Is not very long In an affair of
this kind"
1t was 8 o'clock when Brewster final
~ rose, and after his tub he felt ready
to cope with any problem, even a sub
stantial breakfast. A message had
come to him from Mr.. Grant of Grant
& Ripley, announcing the receipt of i'm
portant dispatches from Montana and
asking him to luncheon at 1. He had
tlme to spare, and as Margaret and
Mrs. Gray had gone out he telephoned
Ellis to take his horse to the entrance
to the park at once. The crisp autumn
air was perfect for his ride, and Brew
ster found a number of smart people
already riding and driving in the park.
bis horse was keen for q canter. and
ne had reached the obelisk before he
drew rein. AS he was about to cross
the carriage road he was nearly u
down by Miss Drew In her new French
automobile.
Il beg your PARDON" she cried.
You're the third person I've run into.
so you see I'm not discriminating
against you.''
Il should be fattered even to be run
down by YOU"
VERY well, then, look out" And she
started the machine as If to charge
him. She stopped in time and said,
with a laugh: Your g%allantry deserves
a reward. Wouldn't you rather send
your horse home and come for a ride
with me?"
My man is waiting at Fifty-ninth
street. If you'll come that far I'll 20
with pleasure"
Monty had merely a society acquaint-
ance with Miss Drew. He had met her
at dinners and dances as he had a host
of other girls, but she had impressed
him more than the others. Something
lndescribable took place every time
their eyes met. Monty had often won
dered just what that something meant,
but he had always realized that it had
IN 1T nothing of platonic affection.
III didn't have to meet her eyes,"
he had said to himself, II could 20 on
discussing even politics with her, but
the moment she looks at me 1 know she
can see what I'm thinking about"
From the first they considered them
selves very good friends, and after
their third meeting it seemed perfectly
natural that they should call one an
other by their first names. Monty
knew he was treading on dangerous
ground. 1t never occurred to him to
wonder what Barbara might think of
him. He took it as a matter Of course
that she must feel more than friendly
toward him. AS they rode through the
maze Of carriages they bowed fire.
quently to friends as they passed.
They were conscious that some Of the
women, noticeably old Miss Dexter,
actually turned around and gazed at
them.
Aren't you afraid people will talk
about us asked Monty, with a laugh.
Talk about our riding together in
the park? It's just as safe here as 1t
would be in Fifth venue. Besides,
who cares? l fancy we can stand it."
you're a thoroughbred, Barbara. L
simply didn't want you talked about.
When 1 go too far, say the word and
drop me-"
81 have a luncheon at 2, but until
then we have our ride"
Monty gasped and looked at his
watch. Give minutes to IL" he cried.
The matter Of his engagement with the
attorney had quite escaped him. In
the exhilaration Of Miss Drew's COM
partnership he had forgotten eve I'm
Gle James millions.
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