New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-12-04

~ fast and was on his way in the machine to Hab
berton Station. The air chill, and now and then
gust of rain broke against the curtains and logged the
glass wind shield. But no gloom without could cast Its
pail over the brightness that glowed within He did not
know that it raned for there was nothing but sun
shine in his heart. To him the world was in its Easter
morning. -,
Il will be out on the four twenty, Etienne. Tell
Mrs Garriott.
The name had a new sound and he uttered it with
confident ring of possession. He would have liked to
cry it from the roof of the station so that everyone
might hear but Just then the train came rumblng IN,
and he got aboard without thinking to get the
morning paper He did not care to know about other
peoples affairs 1t was much more interesting to him
to think about his 1t was drab city to when ne
was returning; but in his heart memory OF Old
rose and ivory and the rest of the world did not matter
He reached the shop little after eight When ne
came in O'Dowd looked up at him with wolflsh grin
which had in it something of reproach This was no
time he said to be chasing butterflies Garrotts hap
pness reflected in his radiant face as IN mirror
and so ODowd greeted him with brief cordially:
Have good time? You're look1n better We've
got to work though The parts came IN from the
foundry and machine shop last night and we re ready
to assemble Besides there's hundred letters on your
desk and the car company called up already tins
mornin' They want to arrange for test Saturday,
"Thevll have wait, said Brooke the cloud OF
business affairs gathering in his face. do you think
manage 1t?
Everything seems to be all rght; Due we can Ceii
without the power.
C1arrott flew up the stairs two steps at time, ran
and told them he would let them know before the shop
closed if he coul1 keep his appointment. When he
came down again O'Dowd had begun putting the ma
chinerv together. And Brooke so deeply en-
crossed in his work that he lost all sense OF the flight OF
time.
ODowd was good mechanic; but like most men of
practical training had no Imagination Tie used to say
What | want is facts just you show me, BROOKE.
III see it, if you've got the goods Brooke had shown
him how the CarriOtt engine could be used IN brew
CIV wagon, and he about to show HIM what 1t
would do with a street car; but DoWd was crotChety
and nervous Brooke had promised him substantial
profits if the deal with the line went through and
he senSed difficulties where none existed.
But his chief no chance OF failure " hat ne had
done with the truck had demonstrated that success
here was only a matter of modified forms IN applying
the same principles. And this morning nothing could
check CARROTS enthusiasm or his OPTIMISM lie was
s,1rer of himself and of his machinery than he had ever
been So he only laughed at ODowd and in the mo-
ments when his mind was busy thought of Natalie.
1t was not until unChtime that he realized he had not
learned how the market going He sent Saott out
for pint of milk, bun, and the morning paper and
went up to the Office
HE had been living all the morning in happy antlcpa-
IL ton of a chat the phone with Natalie and he
wondered what she would have to say to HIM He had
difficulty in getting the wire to the Orange; out
at last Bradley'S voice answered.
is that you, Bradley?'
"Yes, sir"
Eyes, sir. | think So sir.
Twill YOU tell her | should like to speak to herr"
Eyes, sir. Just hold the wire minute, sir
Brooke waited. On the desk before him was the
paper yesterday afternoon He had not cared yester
day what had happened to the world. He had been
living in Arcadia. But his eyes caught a heading IN
black-ace type which startled him. Alarming Condl-
tons in the Financial WOrid-ClintOn Trust Company
Closes It's Doors He caught up the paper the re-
ceiver still his and hurriedly read the summary
of the news: Officers of the Trust Company Make
Observation-Disclosures Only Temporary De
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