The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1910-05-01

And I may as well explain about
the condition Of this house." she
went on. Papa is reverting to
type, that's ALL"
"Ah, yes!" replied Craighead. 81
see!"
mo, you don't" protested Mrs.
Graybill, though it's polite to say
SO. When I say reverting to type,
l don't mean printing, or anything
like that. He's going back to the
ways of his youth, and the youths
OF his progenitors. I dare say we
shall all trend to do the same at
his age, don't you think so, Mr..
Carson?"
Theodore bashfully answered
that he had never thought Of it.
Craighead quoted the melancholy
jacques on second childhood but
denied the application to Mr.. Wad-
dy.
ooh, I don't mean that" said
Mrs. Graybill. But pap got rich
and we imposed on him gradually
life unlike that in which he was
nurtured. Now, he elopes when he
can, and sets up establishments
with seed corn, and cream separ-
ators, and cows and harrows on
the lawn, and works at any job he
can find, and enjoys drawing
wages more than anything, except
teaching calves to drink. It's cruel
of me to come and break up the
idyl; but it's so absurd"
"If that be cruelty" said Craig
head, "then-to coin an expression,
martyrdom for mine!"
Supper" said she, smiling, will
be served very soon.'
The long dining room was
gloomy with decayed gentility-
black beams, dark wainscoting,
and a broad plate rail bearing
wrenches, clevises, oil cans, and
baskets of eggs labeled as to
breeds and dates. During the meal
Craighead came out amazingly in
his encounters with Mrs. Graybill,
to whom as it seemed to Theodore,
he was making violent love. Mr..
Waddy, deaf to the badinage which
screened this courtship, sat buried
in thought, save when he question
ed Carson concerning the aeronef,
and was answered in occasional
outbursts of eloquence during
which Mrs. Graybill ignored Craig,
head and watched Theodore alb,
sOrbedly.
There's no cinch in it, said Mr..
Waddy. mo MONOPOLY; an as soon
as it's public, everbody'il build EN-.
l do business on cinches."
"Oh, but the patents, Mr.. Wad-
dy!" chied Craighead. You for
get the patents"
"They expire in a few years"
said Mr.. Waddy, IAN then where
are yeh? Land. now-that l made
my money in-land's an eternal
cinch."
"Mr. Waddy," said Craighead,
this matter of securing exclusive
control of the air is a part of our
plans. 1t is one of my specialties.
The law affords ample justification
for the assurance, which I here and
now give you, that that will be
attended to. Our present task lies
with the uncompleted aeronef down
by the shore of the blue gulf; to
get the motors into her and start
business"
Carson was amazed, for he would
have wagered that Craighead had
never before though of any mon
opoly except the patents; yet here
he was, assuring Mr. Waddy of ex-
elusive aerial dominion. Mr.. Wad-
dy grunted as if lightly impressed;
as, no doubt, he was. .
How long will it take you,
said he, ito kind of draw out your
plan for clenchin' the control of the
air. legally?'
ooh, a very brief time" said
Craighead. 81 have installed fine
law library in my apartments, so
the consultation of authorities will
be easy; but -"
WELL" interrupted Mr.. Waddy,
IF you can have that done by the
time Mr.. Carson can go where his
machine is, put it in shape an fly
back, it'll do. When he lights in
the front yard, an you bring me a
good law proof monopoly, I'll go in
with yeh; but he's got to fetch
letter from Mobile, within "a
hours O. the time it's stamped there.
I'm from Missouri! What say?"
"Done!" cried Craighead. You
have bought something"
Theodore was trembling with the
fear that they were throwing away
their chance by reckless impossible
undertakings. Mrs. Graybill saw
him grow pale and swallow hard,
as If choking, and her eyes grew
soft.
Before we call it a bargain"
said Theodore, Il should like q
word with Mr.. Craighead, If you
will excuse us"
Certainly" said she. 81 should
recommend careful consultation"
Craighead faced Carson inquir-
ingly, as they found themselves
alone in the hall.
Something rising in your
throat?" he Queired. Frost form
ing on your boots? No yellow
stripe up your back is there? Come,
let's reel In and give him the gaff!
Il wish to explain" said Theo-
dore, that II can't pay the
charges on the motors; can't get
them down to the beach. So how
can we accept Mr.. Waddy's offer?"
Cad, cunnel," exclaimed Craig
head, I'm glad you told me in pri-
vate, instead of disclosing our pc
cuniousness to His Waddiness. But
have no fear! You carry Caesar
and his fortunes. have the fund
for the motors"
Craighead drew from his pocket
roll of bills, the outer one of
rather startling magnitude.
Fees" said Craighead. Dam
ages, actual and exemplary. I've
settled the case of Carson vs.. The
Slattery Institute. Fair sir, we
have swollen fortune"
"\Nhat do Won maan9" asked Gar