Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-03-01
THE SPENDERS A TALE OF THE THIRD GENERATION
 By HARRY LEON WILSON ~
Copyright by Loshrop Publishing Company.
CHAPTER XXvI.
By HARRY LEON WILSON

lily. Percival found him trife less bitter, but not less convinced in his despair. The young man himself had recovered his spirits wonderfully. The utter collapse of the old man, always 10 reliant before, had served to fire all his latent energy. He was now voluble with plans for the future; not only determined to reassure Uncle Peter that the family would be provided for, but not a little anxious to justify tAe old mans earlier praise, and refute bis calumnies of the night before.
 Mrs. Zines, so complacent overnight, was the most disconsolate one of the group. With her low tastes she was now regarding the loss of the fortune as calamity to the worthy infants of her own chosen field.
 "And there, had promised to give 5000 to the new Aome for crippled children, and 5000 to St. Johns Guild for the floating hospitals this sum mer-just yesterday-and do declare, 1 just couldn stay in New York w,.n- out money, and see those poor babies suffer-
 You couldn't stay in New York without money, Mrs. Good-thing," said her son-"not even if you couldn't see . thing; but don't you welsh on any of your plays-we'll make that ten thou sand good if have to get sandbag, and lay out few of these lads around Y here some dark night" u4 But anyway you can't do much to relieve them. I don't know but what it's honester to be poor while the au- thorities allow such goings on."
 You have the makings of very dangerous anarchist in you, ma. I've seen that for some time. But we're an honest family all right now, with the exception of few properties that I'll have to sit up with nights-sit right by their sick beds and wake them up to take their meuuy every half hour"
 Now, my son, don't you get to going without your sleep" began his mother.
 And wasn't 1t lucky about my send ing that note to George" said Psyche. Here in this mornings paper we find he isn't going to be Lord Casselthorpe, after all. What could have done if we hadn't lost the money?" From which it might be inferred that certain people who had declared Miss Bi1es to be very hard-headed were not so far wrong as the notorious casual ob- server" is very apt to be. Never you mind, sis,' said her brother, cheerfully, i've Il be all rght yet. You wait a little, and hear Uncle Peter take back what he's said about me. Uncle Peter, I'll haveyou taking of that hat of yours every time you get sight of me, in about year."
 He went again over the plans. The income from the One Girl was to be used in developing the other proper ties: the stock ranch up on the Bitter Root, the other mines that had been worked but little and with crude ap- pliances; the irrigation and land i'm provement enterprises, and the big tim. Der tracts.
 q got something of an idea of il when Uncle Peter took me around sum. mer before last, and 1 learned a lot more getting the stun together with Coplen. Now, I'm ready to buckle down to it." He looked at Uncle Peter hungry for a word of encouragement to soothe the hurts the old man had put upon him.
 But all Uncle Peter would say was: That sounds very we'll" compelling the inference that he regarded sound and substance as phenomena not nee. essarily related.
 But give me chance, Uncle Peter Just don't jump on me too hard for { year!"
 ee Well, I know that country. There's big chances for a young man with brains-understand?-that has got al the high-living nonsense blasted out oi his upper levels-but it takes work You may do something-there art white blackbirds-but you're on ( nasty piece of roadbed-curves al down on the outside-wheels fattenet under every truck, and you've had hei down in the corner 50 long doub if you can even slow up, say nothin of reversin'. And think of me gettin fooled that way at my time of life he continued. as if in confidence tC himself. But then. l always was l; terrible poor judge of human nature.
 Well. have your own way; but IT fool you again. while you're copperin, me. You watch. that's all I ask. Jus sit around and talk wise about me al you want to. but watch. Now. I mus go down and get to work with Fouts Thank the Lord. we didn't have tt welsh either. any more than Mrs. Give up there did"
 You won't touch any more stock you won't get that money from Shep ler?"
 T won't: I won't so near ShepIer. promise you. Now you'll believe mi In one thing. I know you will. Uncl Peter" He went over to the old man
 T want to thank you for pulling mi up on that play as you did last night Iou saved me. and I'm more gratefu to you than can yay. But for you IL have gone in and dug the hole deeper. He made the old man shake hand with hin-though Uncle Peters ham remained limp and eheerless. "You can shake on that. at least. You save. me. and thank you for it.
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