Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1908-01-30
THE BUILDERS
By Willis George Emerson

the entire day tor me
"Spoil the entire day for you'll
shouted his wife with almost her
old time vigor. In desperation.
and with almost superhuman Ell
fort, she raised up on the lounge
as she reached menacingly towards
Dick. Dick lodged, and in the
struggle the disjointed member OF
her vertbrae sprung back in place
and-she didn't die. Half an hour
afterwards she was going about the
hotel attending to her duties.
One day, soon after this, Dick
called at the Town Company's Of
fee and gently suggested that as
his finances were running rather
low, he would like to have a check
for Wilbur Winthrop's hotel bill,
if convenient.
Wilbur was a proud fellow, and
hisliked to admit that he was, in
THE ordinary sense of the day,
f'broke." He therefore suggested
to Ballard the advisability OF pur-
chasing few lots in the Eagle ad-
dition to the city of Waterville.
cor" continued Winthrop, eve
can let you have couple Of lots
adjoining your hotel. You've been
a good friend of ours, and we
would let you have them cheap,
-awfully cheap"
Dick sat back in his chair, IN
serted his thumbs in the armhole
. of his vest, and holding the other
hand to his injured lip, said;
"Now, look here, Winthrop, I've
been your friend, haven't II"
Winthrop acknowledged that he
Md ~ =
< ar Ten your friend, Mr..
Caffrey, harke't Ia" said Ballard,
pointing HI niger straight at the
resident director.
"I think you have,' replied that
gentleman, Laughing.
eyes, I've been Col. Alexan,
der's friend; I've been Gneeral
Ira Houses friend, and Tom
Lees friend. I've ben John Pill
cher's friend; in fact, gentlemen,
I've been the friend of the Wa
terville Town Company from the
start to finish. " He brought his
hand down on the table in front
of him as he made this remark.
forgetting in his vehemence even
his cracked lip.
eyes, SIR" he went on, i've
been friend to you and to your
enterprise, but when it comes, Will
bur Winthrop, to selling your un-
Gle any town lots in Waterville,
why, you don't know me. Oh, no
Dick Ballard usually knows which
side his breads buttered on, and
between ourselves, l wouldn't give
you square meal of victuals fol-
any blankety-blang lot you've got
In Eagles addition. No, sir; Mr.
Winthrop, money is what | want
and pardon me for observin' it
money is what 1, politely, but new
ertheless firmly, insist that you
must produce-if not today, per
haps tomorrow to liquidate tina
little matter of board that has beer
running some three months. "
He walked over to the window
and looked wistfully out upon tn
sage bush landscape.
"The grass is beginning =
grow" he said, "and see it j
startin' in the streets as well a
on the beautiful lots you have TO
sale.e BY the way" said Dick
"where does this lead to " kickin
his foot against door in the rea
of the real estate Office.
"Into the drafting room,
replied Winthrop.
"Into the grating ROOM di
you sayf" asked Ballard, lookin
innocently at Wilbur.
s'drafting room, where we max
''No," said Winthrop, coloring
maps Of the different additions
Waterville.
"Ohi" said Dick in all serious
THREE Canada
ness, "T thought you said graf
ing room +"
Barney McCaffrey was hOldir
his sides in snothered laughte