The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-18
TFIE FARMER: OCTOBER 18, 191G

land penpiless, but he could not bring himself to borrow more of Bills pitiful nickels and hard earned dimes.
 Bill, I can't stand this any longer. I shall have to work or steal-anyt thing but borrow more-until can touch my money" Loveland broke out.
 ''It ain't easy to do either in New York; said Bill mildly.
 ITO think of my being practically re- duced to starvation and nakedness with a letter of credit for hundred and if ty pounds in my pockef!' groaned Val Do you think old Alexander would advance me anything if I told him my whole story? ?"
 "Oh. I guess wouldn't tell him the story Bill advised hastily.
 Why not?' Well. he's got sharp tongue, Alex ander has.''
 'FIn England such fellow could only get at me at all through my servants" :"
 q suppose so," agreed Bill gently, -'but this isn't England"
 "I should think it wasn't, worse luckr' H
 Whats pa been up to now3'' pert1y demanded the voice of pas fair 'daugh- ter.
 Isidora had come in while the two were so deeply occupied in conversa- ton and the dregs in their coffee cups that they had not seen her lift the curtain.
 "Oh. nothfng,'' replied the artist apoIogetically. "We Was just ta1kin'."
 'tI was wondering if he would ad- vance me anything, enough to get back to England with, on my letter of credit?" L,oreland frankly explained.
 ''Oh, he wouIdn't!' 1sidora hastened to put that idea out of P. Gordon's mind once and foecver.t "He never trusted anybody yet, and he wouldn't begin with you. Why, he says his sue cess in life comes from never believing anybody hut himself. If 8 man tells him it's 3 nice day he goes to the win dow and peeks out before taking walk without his umbrella. And he'd think twas like taking a walk in his best clothes when it rained cats and dogs to lend a further money"
 "On letter of credit?"
 'tPa perfectly despises that word credit" "
 Loveland gave up hope of winning confidence and obtaining dollars from Alexander the Great. -"This state of things is enough to make man blow
 
 T guess you need your brains now more than you ever did" suggested Bill, tand you couldn't git lem put back where they belonged if every thing come right directly they was out. What think of when them ideas get to workin' in my head is the awful long time you have to stay dead, whether you're suited or not. It's lot easier to pawn your dress clothes and see what turns up." Before LoveIand could answer Isido- ra clapped her pretty hands, which were much cleaner than usual since F. Gordon had come into her daily life.
 Don't pawn emp she cried. "That's made me think of something. Pas al- ways talking about visible assets or something like that. Well, your dress suit might be a visible asset riff you're really sick of life when you can't pay your way. But are you dead sure you are sick of it?''
 Dead sure!'' echoed Loveland. ''What have you thought of for me to doT'
 "You won't be mad if tell you?"
 What nonsense! Am in position to be tmad'-in the sense you mean though it's wonder Pm not mad in another sense2 I'd sweep crossings if I could get the job or break stones if any one wanted them broken. But suppose you're not going to suggest one Of these employments. as evening clothes wouldn't be suitable to either
 T was ttinking,'' said Isidora, ''that I might tease pa to take you in-in Dutchy's place if you'd care about ii. ,.
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