Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1910-01-07
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he was Ialr'V shouting Ut the SeneTai
manager.
Don't yell like that" protested
P~inckney.
Il don't wonder you want me to
keep quiet" sneered the inventor
''You ought Il want me to keep quiet I"
Pinckney had regained his wits now.
He saw it was the time for diplomacy.
not force. so he put on his blandest.
most ingratiating smile.
Now. listen TO me-. Marsh" he
pleaded. You're up in the air with
this because you've got an entirely
wrong idea of me. Ever since that
accident you've acted as II | were to
blame"
~ don't want to talk about that"
exclaimed the inventor. You can't
sidetrack me with any talk like that"
But l want you to get a square
DEAL" protested Pinckney. I'm 60
ing to see that you do"
Marsh looked at him with a sneer.
'You call it a square deal to give the
credit for all my work to anotherT"
"Of course 1t wouldn't be-" ex-
claimed the manager. THAT'S just it.
I'm going TO put it through for you
If you'll only give me a chance"
After what you said the other day ?"
sneered the other.
"And I've done It," snapped Pinck-
ney.
you've done it,"
The general manager nodded.
Exactly" be said. The contract
between wilhelm Rhinestrom and the
Durant steel works has been drawn
up. signed by Rhinestrom and by me
for the Durant steel works, but only
waits for the approval of Mr.. Durant.
and I'll get that tonight"
"Rhinestrom signed itw gasped
Marsh. How could Rhinestrom sign
it when there isn't any RhinestromY"
Pinckney looked at him pityingly.
what do you care who signed II
for Rhinestrom If you get the money!
he said. 1.-The name on the contract
Is Wilhelm Rhinestrom."
You forged that name!' gasped
Marsh.
shut up" snapped the other. Don't
De u lOOl. IOu CdH 1 lOIkt Il Dldu y
name If the man doesn't exist. Now
>ake your money and be satisfied.
Leave 1t TO me. I'm your friend. I'm
proving myself your friend, and here
you go ahead and kick up a fuss and
risk the whole thing. I've taken a
little risk myself to- put this thing
through and give you a square deal
and this is what you do in the way
of gratitude. Now, aren't you ashamed
of yourselfT'
Marsh looked at the manager apollo.
getically.
Pm sorry. Mr.. Pinckney," he said
I'm always playing the fool. it seems
You've been a good friend of mine
sir. and I want to thank you for help.
ing me out. I'll be grateful. l won't
make any trouble. I'll hut up"
Pinckney slapped the old man on
the back almost affectionately.
That's all right. Marsh" he said
81 realize you don't know anything In
the world about business, realize that
thoroughly. and I'm acting in this
manner for the good of all. Now, you
trust me. With this order we have
from the governmental ought to keep
us busy for a year-you'l be rich
You'll have a fortune, but If 1t were
known who was the inventor we'd
get nothing. You see that?"
Marsh nodded.
81 understand. SIR"
"All right, Marsh. Then be good
.1ufraH tho saNJ@ru xvorxtJ hot
ter CO."
The little man had got almost to the
door when he paused and turned back.
Just one thing more, Mr.. Pinck'
ney."
"Well?" said Pinckney impatiently.
ITS about the casting of the Som
mersa gun tomorrow"
What about it?' asked the manager
sharply.
Marsh hesitated.
Its just this, sir. / understand that
you're going to put Smith in charge of
the works. You know what sort of a
fellow Smith is?"
Smith is a good man." said Pinck-
ney sternly. Don't criticise fellow
employees. Marsh. / am responsible,
and | know what I'm doing"
Still the little man, honest at heart,
felt compelled to protest.
Smith has been drinking for several
days, sir. and he's already ugly. The
last time he was charged with impor-
tant work he ruined the gun and cost
us a lot of money, besides throwing
and hurting n of the men.
Now, Sommers. | understand, in
tends to be down at the works to su-
%perintend forging these guns. If he
and Smith get together there'll be trou-
BILE and the gun may be ruined, and
that will cost us a lot more money"
Pinckney looked at him with a sneer.
Seems to me, Marsh" he said. that
the Inventor of the Rhinestrom gun is
taking an awful interest in the gun Of
his rival, What do you want to do