Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-10-28

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did so. Now, my boy, You just leav@
it all to us. Don't worry. Physical
culture and a total abstinence from
grog will serve to put you properly
back on your feet again. and You VIII
thank the Blissville Physical Culture
| sanitarium for your cure"
"Blissville Physical Culture SAM
| tarium!" reiterated the youth. Isn't
| this a hotel?"
This, my lad, is health resort
We hand you an ample abundance oR
| the vital spark here-at so much per
| spark. Your board is paid in adj
vance. youngster. Don't worry"
| Listen" came from Damon. who
was now beginning to understand the
| situation. Don't interrupt. Just pre-
| tend that you believe me, you know
and I'll entertain you for few brief
moments.
"In the first place, really am who
say l am | have no empty rooms
| in my belfry, and l haven't the least
| idea what made your driver bring me
! here-unless it is that my initials
| A. D., N. Y. c., are on my suitcase
| Anyway, to get down to the subject,
I am here on more explicit business
than the mere selling of cigars. My
prospective papa-in-law Is at the hotel
the real hotel in Blissville-and Il
am supposed to meet him and discuss
-er-certain things.
| Which you won't" beloved tho
other, and with click of his stern
! jaws. 81 wouldn't dare let you go
while the boss is away. and. besides,
l don't believe you
ut will be an easy matter for YOU
to establish my identity, if your thick
head is capable of assimilating rea-
son." snapped Damon Just call up
the hotel and verify my statement"
why should your prospective
father-in-law be here?" asked Mua-
queen suspiciously.
''He is at the head of the cigar
combine" explained Damon, impa-
tiently. Il am to marry his daughter
If can prove, by sticking out on the
road and selling cigars, that / have
enough business ability to support
her. I have a million, more or less.
that the pater left me, but Mr. CoxtOR
wants me to prove up He tele-
graphed me this morning that h0
would meet me in Blissville today?~
"You don't mean John Coxton2"
asked the athletic instructor.
Eyes"
Yes"
We'll, my boy, either you are one
| - Sxoo o;r hI1on
seen for some time, or else you are
telling the brand of truth that iS
stranger than fiction. Anyway, John
Coxton owns and controls this in
| stitution, and if he is in Blissvilie. as
you say, he will be out here, and You
will have a chance to see him and
prove your story"
'I'll prove it all right" Damon as.
serted grimly.
| And this was easily done. for to-
the dying whirr of a suddenly
stopped motor Coxton entered the
Office.
"Mr Coxton!" Damon arose eager
| ly and strobe toward the man The
| stout, middle-aged one, with the
| ford cheeks and iron-gray hair,
| turned in surprise. @ant
"You-Damon!" he calculated.
Gust so," ventured the youth, ex-
| tending his hand. Kindly assure
your-er-athletic instructor as to
my sanity was kidnapped by the
driver of this sanitar rum and this
gentleman wants to keep me here
"This is Damon, Mulqueen," came
from the cigar magnate, crisply. land
| he is all right-but I don't under
stand this complication Explain"
| Damon speedily explained.
Coxton laughed at the completion OF
the tale. well, anyway, you're hero
and unhurt," he ventured Il
wanted to see you and tell you that
| your sales up to date have proved
| that you can make good. No use i'm
| covering these tank towns. I'll ac-
cept your resignation. if you like. and
| you can go home and prepare for an
early autumn wedding"
Sorry we can't have that CO." VEN
tured Mulqueen as some time later
| the youth was leaving the institution
I'm not" grinned Damon, survey
ing critically the husky frame OF the
man. I'm in training for bout
with Hymen, and don't care to take
| on anyone before the great event.