Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1906-12-06
CHAPTER XVI.

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
so 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 little anxious to justify tie
old mans earlier praise, and refute his
calumnies of the night before.
Mrs. Bines 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 a calamity to the worthy infants of
her own chosen field.
"And there, had promised to give
$4,000 to the new lone for crippled
children, and $4,000 to st. Johns Guild
for the floating hospitals this sum-
mer-just yesterday-and do declare,
just colldn stay in New York wI.n-
out money, and see those poor babies
suffer-"
You couldn't stay In New York
without mo: sy, Mrs. Good-thing," said
her son-"not even If you couldn't see
q thing; but don't you welsh on any Of
your plays-we'Il make that ten thou
sand GOOD If hove to get sandbag,
aid lay out few of these lads around
here some dark night
But anyway you can't do much to
relieve them. / 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 a 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 l have done II
we hadn't lost the money!" From
which 1t might be inferred that certain
people who had declared Miss Bines
to be very hard-headed were not SO far
wrong as the notorious casual OBJ
server" IL very apt to be.
"Never you mind, SIS" said her
brother, cheerfully, well be all right
yet. You wait little, and hear Uncle
Peter take back what he's said about
me. Uncle Peter, I'll have you taking
off that hat of yours every time you
get sight of me, in about a 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-
planes; the irrigation and land i'm
provement enterprises, and the big TIM
Der tracts.
/, 81 got something of an idea Of II
when Uncle Peter took me around sum-
mer before last. and learned a lot
more getting the stuff together with
Coplen. Now, I'm ready to buckle
down to It." He looked at Uncle Peter,
hungry for 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 a
year,"
well, know that country. There's
big chances for young man with
brains-understand has got all
the high-living nonsense blasted out of
his upper levels-but 1t takes work.
You may do something-there are
white blackbirds-but you're on a
nasty piece of roadbed-curves all
down on the outside-wheels fiattened
under every truck, and you've had her
down in the corner so long l doubt
IL 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 IL in confidence to
himself. But then, always was a
terrible poor judge Of human nature"
well, have your own way; but I'll
fool you again, while you're coppering
me. You watch, that's all / ask. Just
sit around and talk wise about me all
lyou want to, but watch. Now, I must
go down and get to work with Fouts.
Thank the Lord, we didn't have to
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?"
81 won't; I won't go near Shepler, I
promise you. Now you'll believe me
in one thing, I know you will, Uncle
Peter" He went over to the old man.
II want to thank you for pulling me
up on that play as you did last night.
.ou saved me. and I'm more grateful
to you than can yay. But for you I'd
have gone in and dug the hole deeper"
He maze the old man shake hands
with him-though Uncle Peters hand
remained limp and cherries. "You
can shake on that, at least. You saved
me, and I thank you for It."
well, I'm glad you got some
sense" answered the old man, grudg-
ingly. tits always the way In that
stock game. There's always goin' to
be big killing made in Wall street
tomorrow, only tomorrow never
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