The Wrangell sentinel., 1909-10-21
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John ". Harding
Copyright. 1908. by G. ". Dillins.
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E se T know that. Williams does too. So I guess he figures him safe and don't see the least bit of use in paying him more"
 But I won't stand itr' Brooks de- clared, waxing wroth again and fling ing himself in his chair. "Why do you get raises, Jimsy? You've been ad- yanced time and time again"
 Lord, 1 don't know" he replied. "I just tell the old fellow that calculate I'm worth more money. Come across or we separate,' say, and so far he's always come.s
 T was so glad to hear of your last good luck" remarked Emma sincerely.
 A look of regret came over Smiths face.
 T only wish Joe had got it instead of ne" he said.
 Brooks jumped to his feet.
 'You don't need to wish that. Smith," he cried excitedly. I'm no object of charity-no, I ain't. And you're like all the rest of the capital istic crowd-grind grind, grind. Well, look out. there's going to be a smashup you understand? A smashup, and you all go-millionaires, toadies and-well. that's all I've got to say"
 He snatched his hat from a hook in the hall and went cut without another word, slamming the front door behind him so heavily that the glasses on the sideboard rattled.
 Emma gazed at Smith in blank dis may.
 T can't understand Joe," she said, shaking her head in worry and per plexity. Hes growing so morose and discontented."
 Its funny, ain't it." observed Smith refectively. "Joe's just rushed out, filled up to the throat with anarchy, socialism, smashups and all that stuff, almost ready to throw a bomb" "Nonsense"
 He is, yet if Williams had raised him today S10 week he would have been a firm believer in capital and the way it works
 She sighed, took seat opposite to him at the table and with great ear nestness started in to question him.
 "Jimsy," she began. tell me honest ly-why doesn't Joe get on?'
 q really don't know" he averred.
 I'm afraid you do," Emma insisted
 Honest, I don't. I've been so busy getting along myself that I haven't paid much attention to any one else"
 He paused and gazed up at the cell ing, engrossed in thought
 You know. Emma" he went on sud- denly, turning toward her, this get ting along business is a funny game. Such a lot depends on what a man means when he gets along. Some get along when they have got lot of money, some when they have a wife and a home and a bunch of kids, some when they are able to pick pockets and fool the coppers. Getting along and why you do or why you don't de- bends good deal on where you want to get"
 And you, Jimsyr she questioned. Have you been getting alongY'
 "Oh, yes, I guess so. I ain't got whole lot to kick about; perhaps a Iit- tie less, maybe little more, than Joe. But the great idea is not to get sore. Joe's all right. Maybe he's just being prepared for a better living. When it comes he'll appreciate 1t more"
 Somehow I don't seem to under stand him as used to-" she confessed. There's been a change that worries me-that worries me greatly" ;:
 Three sharp rings of the bell put an end to further conversation, and she rose. disappointed, and pushed the but ton.
 That's mothers ring" she said. Please help me to bring some chairs from the parlor We can't go there be- cause eyerything's covered up and in disorder. They're papering the room. I shouldn't wonder if Captain Will Hams were with them. He takes mamma and Beth out in his rew auto and has brought them around here quite frequently of late"
 Docs he ever take you for a rider'
 He asks me to go, but won't"
 "Why notr'
 That's just what can't tell. There is something about the man that is repulsive-he looks at me so strange ly. And then know just how he has treated Joe, and"-
 And whatr'
 q. don't Ike him-that's all."'
 eThat's enough, it seems to me.