Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1910-09-29
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Mistake
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Mistakes
BY ii. b. GUNNISON

thing must be put under for sup
port"
"A stake, eh?" replied her husband,
as he bent for good-by kiss. big
enough to hold a grapevine. All right.
Bye. Got to run for 1t as usual" and
with a wave of his hand and a cheer
full whistle. he started down the
street.
His young wife shook her head slow
ly. and smiled as she watched him out
Of sight.
Poor john" she said to herself, 81
wonder how far he'll get before his
errand leaves his head completely. II
| only had telephone, wouldn't have
to trust to him, but he cannot remem-
Der to order 1t put in
She turned again to her pruning
with sigh. for John Jameson was the
victim of serious Observation-Disclosures
which neither college career. a year
of happy married life, a charming
home, nor a successful, we'll estab-
lished business had been able to cure.
1t had led him into many an embar-
RAISING blunder, and had been the
source of much annoyance to his wife
and amusement to his friends.
Johns conscience had been stirred
the day before, however, by some I'M
usually fragrant and reprehensible
trick of his memory, and today he was
on the alert. He determined that for
this once, at least, he should be the
master OF his own mind, and crossing
his little finger over the third, he men
tally repeated his lesson all the way
down the street.
"Hello!" he called to the busy clerk
as he reached the store, send a piece
OF beefsteak down to my place pretty
soon. will you" How much? Well now,
that's queer, he unused to himself, |
remember she said enough to hold up
grapevine. One of her jokes, OF
course. "Oh, guess couple of pounds
will do" he added, raising his voice
again. Don't forget"
The train pulled into the station as
he reached the platform, and he
boarded the smoker, lighting cigar
with sense of luxuriant satisfaction
For once he had beaten that imp OF
incorrigibility, his memory; the cause
of many a blunder and most of his
troubles. For once he had controlled
a tyrant, whose dominant sway had
bred both subsection and rebellion.
He felt like a general after a sue
cessful conquest, and he reached his
Office in a good humor with himself
and all the world.
Seating himself before his desk, he
plunged into the sea of business de
tails and correspondence that awaited
his attention. Letters dictated, tele
grams sent, applications and agree
ments drawn up, a dozen people seer
and sent away, satisfied or grumbling
and hundred minor matters disposed
of, constituted sharp period OF work
when his secretary called his atten
ton to a directors meeting at which
he was due.
On arriving, he found an informal
though intense discussion In progress
and the president of the board, his
voice raised and strained, was argu
ing with vehemence.
Il tell YOU" he urged, "the goods
are subject to duty. They have never
come In free. Many's the man that's
tried 1t, but It's never been done. AND
It's my opinion 1t can't be done within
| the law"
Make a law to cover IL, then" in
/ tarruntad a pr,tppv man In Tho oornar
there's too much at stake not to have
this thing go through"
"It'll have to be an amendment
then" retorted the first speaker
We're In a hurry. We can't wait fol
a new law. What do you think, Jane
SOM"
John, busy with slip OF paper, die
not answer the question Immediately
At the mention of stake, his face hac
assumed a queer look of perplexity
then of guilt.
Excuse me a moment" he said, anC
calling the Office boy. he gave him tn,
memorandum he had been writing.
Phone these people," he command
ed. ''and tell them to rush II through.
The paper read: Wilson's Provision
Market. 1924 Surfboro. Two pounds
OF beefsteak, my house"
That's done. thank goodness" h,
muttered. Now | can tend to bust
ness with clear conscience" and h,
proceeded to consider the matter be
fore him with clear-headed directions
Noon saw him In earnest converse
ton with broker, whose whole fore,
of mind was concentrated in an en-
deavor to make a land sale through
Jameson's alliance.
Come to lunch with me, and vel
finish II out over the lemonade" tn,
man finally said. and they we're soor
seated in cool and charming up
town dining room.
What are you going to have? Con
somme? Trout? The steaks | hav,
heard are first class here"
II beg your pardon. excuse me a mo
ment while | telephone, will you
Very important" Jameson interrupted
excitedly. and drawing the table phon,
to him he shouted: Give me VIII