The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1910-04-24

proper guide for young man
whose affairs were in SO critical a
condition, he had confided In him.
Craighead had grasped the new and
unique principle of Carson's aeronef
at one leap Of his oddly energetic
and active mind, and as he scared
into the skies in roseate plans for
developing a monopoly of the air
with 1t, Theodore believed, and al
lowed himself to dream Of power
and fame and the girl whose face
haunted him, pale at his leap into
the depths of the tossing cloud,
under the dropping feather drag
gled with the high mist. And then
the gadfly Of his uncompleted task
stung him again. He must HE to
the shed in the Gulf dunes, COM
plete the flying-machine, and bring
it to the notice Of the world, in
spite of the enmity Of Mr.. Shayne,
upon which he now confidently
counted. He must
81 know" broke in Mr.. Craig
head, gazing at the ceiling through
wreaths of smoke, "the yearning
Of your subtropical Albanian sys-
TEN. But be practical. Ordinarily,
you might yield to the seductions
Of the South in spring, sub. l
know how it is. The pomegranate
goes off in explosions of vegetal
fire. The buckeye hangs out its
crimson banners. The magnolia
buds swell, burst, and fill the
world with the enchantment OF fra
GRANGE and velvet purity. The cape
jasmine upholds it's load of creamy
snow, the Grape myrtle and hibls-
Gus send out their call to the
orthochromatic plate, and the doc
dle-bug lies in wait for the unWary
ant. even as l have lain in walt
for you; but none of these is really
germane to the issues. The issues,
sub, are these: You come to this
emporium, of which, alas, neither
of us Is fated to be an alumnus,
and YOU find me in fine fettle, save
that | am unrelated in the world.
| am an Antaeus, with no immedi-
ate prospects of getting my toot-
sizes to mother earth; storage
battery as big as Pixies Peak, but
insulated from the mass of demag-
netized humanity; great force Tor
number of things, with no way OF
proving it. What do you do? You
make a profession for me. l was
naught. not to mention naughty.
What am l now? A great per
sonal.injury lawyer. developing in
to a prosperous ambulance chaser.
I have now laid the foundation for
the organization of the great Car
son Craighead Aeronef Corpora
ton"
What do you mean?" ejacu-
lated Carson.
What say! What | say!
Through a long, colonnaded. peri
styled vista of marble and onyx,
[ can see, nailed to the back fence
the hide of Mr.. Finley Shayne.
And Just as | am closing some
thing, you propose to leave me.
It's unthinkable.
Carson's momentary feeling that
this wild denizen of dreamand
really had something definite IN
view in the way of business depart
ed. and he returned to the argu-
ment
But have no clothes, he
urged.
Clothes" scornfully repeated
Craighead. What are they? Mere
ly woven fabrics to fill bags to Sc
cure credit withal at hotels. And
you need no credit; for this room
is mine for the whole term OF the
treatments paid for by someone in
to whose company l dropped or
rose during my last shore leave
from the good ship Lithia. but by
whom have no idea. Clothes in
deed, Scat"
But it's cold here" persisted
Carson. feeling helpless in the
tolls of this serpentine logic. I'm
not prepared for this climate.
Look abroad" commanded
Craighead, with gesture toward
the window The sun beats down
upon the last remnants of the
snow. and the little brooks give the
glad ha-ha to the river, and send
down the silky billet-doux of the
catkin to remind him that they've
busted loose and are hurting them
selves into his arms. Why. damn
you, it's spring! And you can stay
Iisht here-steam heat, bath, hot
and cold water. padded cell in con
nection-oh. fair youth, | love
thee! Let me finish bunkoing Mr..
O'Grady, and start the Aeronei
company. Don't be clam
You know how | feel about
those damages-but if | could get
the capital for the aeronef-
why, you don't doubt my prac-
teal genius. do your" queried
Craighead in establishment, lin
other peoples affairs, ! mean. OF
course? Why. sir, If, in view OF
my failure with my own, | cant
handle other people business
then what becomes of my ability?
| tell you, naughty Southron, I'm
good for something!
We'll" asked Carson, but what
real prospects have you, now
Craighead peered into the hall
locked the door, threw up the win
dow. scanned the wall as If fol
eavesdrOppers secreted between
the bricks. approached Carson on
tiptoe, and whispered.
'rve found Millionaire, he
Kissed. land got him hypnotized
We see him tonight. Prepare t.
talk aeronef as ono charWing ~
bird from the tree or the wood
chuck from the hole. I've aCua the
real work; sec that you make gooG
in the insignificant details!'
Theodore's emotions were so ob
viously under control that Craig
head called him mollusk and re
fused to describe his Millionaire.
"I'u 60" said Carson. lit can do
no harm. Now as for collecting
damages from the Institute. pro
tAst-"