New-York tribune., 1909-04-25
COUNT AND MANAGER
Bv Joseph c. lincoln.

By Joseph c. lincoln.
rCopyright. 1ao7. by A 8 Barnes Co. New York;
The wav Ne got into the hotel business come
around like this: Ne and Capn Jonadab went
down 10 Wellmouth Pert one day long in March
70 look at some property he'd had left him.
Jonadabs Aunt Sophrony had moved KIND OF sud-
den from that village to Beulah Land-they re a
good ways apart. too-and Capn Jonaoao hau
come in for the old farm. he being the only near
relative.
When you go 10 Wellmouth Port you get Of the
cars at Wellrnouth Center and then take Labe
Bearse's barge and ride four miles; and then' II
the horse don't take notion TO lay down in the
road and go to sleep. or wheel don't come of or
some other surprise party amt sprung you. you
come 70 place where there's Baptist chapel that
needs painting and little two-for-a-cent store that
needs trade, and two CT three houses that need
building over. and any Lords quantity Of scrub
pines and beach grass and sand Then you take
r.afes word for it that you've got TO Wellmouth
Port and get out Of the barge and try to remember
YOU re q church member
Well Aunt Sophrony's house was a mile or moro
from the place where the barge stopped, and Jona-
dab and me Ne hoofed It up there. We boughS
some cheese and crackers and canned things at the
store cause we expected to stay overnight in the
house, and knew there wasn't no other way Of get
ting provender.
We got there after 4 spell and set down on the
lg piazza with our souls full of gratitude and our
boots full Of sand Great big. old-fashioned house
with fourteen big bedrooms in it. big barn, sheds
and one thing or mother. and perched right on top
q hill with five six Of ground round It
And how the March wind did whoop in off the sea
aud howl and screech lonesomeness through the
pine trees: You IL in the middle Of the night
with the shutters rafting and the old joists acreak
ing and Jonadab snoring like chap saving hollow
logs and II Il want JOY then my name amt Bar
ziIla Ningate. 1 don't wonder Aunt Sophrony died.
I'd have died long afore she did II I knew was
checked plumb through to perdtion. Thered be
some company where going, anyhow.
The next morning. after ballasting up with the
truck we'd bought at the store-the feler most
keeIed over when he found going to pay
cash for tive went OFT on the piazza again and
looked al the breakers and the pine trees and the
sand and held our hats with both hands
sJonadab-' says L "whatu you take for your
heirloom"
We'll" he says "Barzilla, the way I feel now,
I think I'd take a return ticket to Orham and be
afraid of being took UP for svindiing at that"
Neither OF says nothing more for a spell. and,
.irst thing you know heard a carriage rattling
somewhere up the road. I shpwrecl1ed once
and spent two DAYS in a boat looking for d sail.
When I heard that rafting l felt just the way
done when I sighted the ship that picked Us up.
--Judas," says Jonadab there's somebody com
ingt'
We jumped out OF our chairs and put for the
corner OF the house. There was somebody coming
q feer in a buggy, and he hitched his horse TO the
He was tail chap. with a smooth face. kind OF
sharp ana knowing. and with a stiff hat Just a
little side His clothes was new and about
q week ahead OF up-to-date- his shoes shined iii
they lit up the lower half OF his legs and his pants
was creased SOS sou could NOW with EN- Cool
and slick, Say. in the middle Of that deadliness
and compared TO Jonadab and me. he looked like a
Bird OF Paradise in coop OF moulting pullets.
~Cap'n wixon?" he says TO me- sticking out a
gloved hiDper-
''Not guilty says ! There's the skipper. Ny
names Wingate-
CLAD 10 have the pleasure. Mr. Wingate" he
says. "Capn Wixon. yours truly
We shook hands. and he took each OF US BY the
arm and p!loted back 10 the piazza like a tug
with couple Of coal barges- lIe pulled I'D a chair
crossed his legs The rail reached into the forard
hatch Of his ard brought out cigar case.
smoke up' he says We done it holding my
hat shut OF the wind. while Jonadab used up two
cards OF matches getting the first light When We
got the cigars 10 going finally the feller says:
Ny names Brown-pete- 7 Brown read
about your falling heir TO this estate Capn Wixon
IN New Bedford paper I happened to be in New
Bedford then representing tke John B- wilkins
Unparalleled Ail-Stsr Uncle Toms Cabin and Ten
Nights in Barroom Company. II isn't my reg'la
line. the show business, but IL produced the neces
sGry ham ana every day and the excelsior sleep
inyiser every night. so-but never mind that Soon
] read the papc- I came right down TO look at
the property. Having rubbered back 1 go TO Or
ham 10 see you Your handsome and talented
daughters say you are over here. Thatn be about
ail-hege L am. Now. then listen 10 this
He went under his matches again. rousted out
sheet Of paper. unfolded it and read something like
this-I know Il By heart:
The great sea leaps and splashes before you as
X lesDed and s9isshed IL the old boyhood days
The wind sings 10 you Il sang OF old The
Old dreams come back to you the dreams you
dreamed as you siunbereu upon the cornhusk mat
tress in the clean sweet little chamber OF the old
home. Forgotten the Of business the
scramble for money. the ruthless hunt for fame
here perfect rest and perfect peace
New what place would you say I was describ-
ing2' says the feller
Heaven says Jonadab looking up reverent
Ike
You q body more Disguised than Brown.
Get CUT he snaps. DO ! look like the ad-
vance agent % Clory2 Listen TO this one"
sEc unfuris another sheet OF paper. and goes off
a .aek abor' Ike tiis
THE Did home. You "ho SIT IN your luxurious
Apartments. attended by ycur nYeried servants,