Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1906-11-29
Copyright. by Lothrop Publishing Company.
CHAPTER xxIv.-coSrINurp.

OhAA IJsh AAl f.--tONIlNUED.
look here. Uncle Peter, you've
been telling me right along did have
my fathers head and my fathers
ways and his nerve. and God knows
what didn't have that he had!"
II was fooled can't deny It.
What's the use of tryin' to crawl out
Of it? You did fool me. and own up
10 1t; I thought you had some sense.
some capacity; but you was only like
aim on the surface; you jest got one
or two little ways like his, that's ALL
DanI j. now was good stuff all the
way through. He might "a guessed
wrong on copper, but he'd "a saved q
getaway stake or borrowed one, and
he'd "a piked back fur Montana to
make his pile right overland he'd "a
made 1t. too-that was the kind of
man your pa Washed "a made i'll"
Il have saved a getaway stake"
"Your pa had the head, tell you
and the spirit"
And, by God, I'll show you I've got
the head. You think because want
ed to live here, and because / made
This wrong play, that I'm like all these
pinheads you've seen around here.
I'll show you different!-I'll fool YOU"
Nov don't exploded" said the old
man. YEARLY. you meant well, poor
iellow-I'll say that fur you; you got
4 good heart. But there's lots Of good
men that amt good fur anything in
particular. You've got good heart
s-yes-you're all right from the neck
down."
See here" said Percival. more
calmly, listen: I've got you all into
this thing, and played you broke
against copper; and I'm going to get
Sou out--understand that?"
The old man looked at him pity.
hgly.
II tell you I'm going. to get you out.
TIM going back there, and get things In
action, and I'm going to stay by them.
i've got a good idea Of these proper
ties--and you hear me, now-Pl I'm
Ish with bank roll that'n choke Red
Bank Canyon"
Fouts knooked and came In.
Nov you go along uptown, Uncle
Peter. want a few minutes with
Mr. Fouts. and III come to your place
OF seven"
The old man arose dejectedly.
Don't let me interfere a minute
with your financial operations. I'm
too old man to be around In folks
way"
He slouched out with his head bent
A moment later Percival remem-
bered his last words, also his refer
ence &c Blythe. He was seized with
fear for what he might do in his
despair. Uncle Peter would act
quickly IL his mind had been made up.
He ran out into Wall street, and
hurried up to Broadway. A block OF
on that crowded thoroughfare he saw
the tall figure Of Uncle Peter turning
into the door of saloon. He might
have bought poison. He ran the
length of the plcck and turned in.
Uncle Peter stood at one end of the
bar with a glass of creamy beer in
front of him. At the moment Per-
cival entered he was inclosing large
slab of Swiss cheese between two
slices Of rye bread.
He turned and faced Percival, look
ing from him to his sandwich with
vacant eyes.
'T'm that wrought up and dis
lrsssed, son, hardly know what I'm
doin'! Look a. me now with this
stun In my hands"
81 Just wanted to be sure you were
I'll right" said Percival. greatly re-
lieved
"All right" the old man repeated.
"All right? My God-ruined! There's
nothin' left to do now"
He looked absently at the sand
witch and bit a generous semi-circle
into It.
II don't see how you can eat, Uncle
Peter It's SO horrible!"
81 don't myself; it amt a healthy
appetite-can't be-must be some
kind of fever inside of mel s'pose
from all this trouble. And now
I'VE come to poverty and want In my
old ege. Say, son, believe there's
fest one thing you can do to keep me
from goin' crazy"
Name it, Uncle Peter. You bet III
do it,"
"Well. it amt much-of course l
wouldn't expect you to do all them
things you was jest braggin' about back
there--about goin' to work the proper
ties and all that-you would do 1t II
Won could, | know-but 1t aint that.
All ask Is, don't play this Wall street
game any more. II we can save out
enough by good luck to keep US de-
ceptly. SO your ma won't have to take
boarders, why, don't you go and lose
that, too. Don't mortgage the One
Girl, may be sort of superstitious,
but somehow, don't believe Wall
street Is your game. Course, l don't
say you amt got a game-of some
kind--but got one Of them PRESENT.
ments that it Amt Wall street"
al don't believe 1t Is, Uncle Peter
wont touch another share, and I
won't go near Shepler again Wen
Keep the One Girl"
He called q cab for the old man. and
saw him started safely of uptown.
At the hotel Uncle Peter met Billy
Brue fourishing an evening paper that
Jared with explanatory headlines.
sits all in the papers, Uncle Peter!"
dead broke! Amt 1t awful, Billy!"
SAY, Uncle Pster, you said, you'd
raise hell, and you done 1t. You done
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