The Alaska citizen., 1911-01-09
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. GO - 1T, B0bDN! Sald ne. l m backing you across the board. win. place and show: but It me give you hot tip right from the stables You want to he afraid to go home in the dark. or Stones lobbygows will lean n you with section of plumbing"
 I've thought of that. Bif." laugh. ed Bobby. and I think I'll organize q band of murderers of my own
 Johnson. whom Bobby had quite forgotten in the stress of the day. joined th,m at this moment. Thirty years as head bo kkeper and conf. dontial adviser in old John Burnt s . merchandise establishment had not . fitted lean Johnson for the less dig nified and more Hurried work of a . newspaper office. even in the busi- ness department. and he was look ing very much Jagged.
 Well. Johnson. what do you think of my first issue of the Bulletin?'' asked Bobby pleasantly.
 Johnson looked genuinely dis trcssCd.
 ITO tell you the truth Mr. Bur nit" said he. T have not seen it. never in all my life saw a place | where there were so many interrup- tiCns to work. If we could only be back in your fathers store, sir"
 "Well be back there nefrre we quit" said Bobby confidently, "or I'll be in the incurable ward"
 T hore so, sir" said Johnson, and strode across the street to catch his car; but he came back hastily to add: "I meant about the store; not about the asylum"
 Riff Bates laughed as he clambered into the tOnneau with Bobby.
 If you'd make billion dollars, Bobby, but didn't get back your fathers business that Silas Trim mer snak away from you. John son would think you'd overlooked the one best bet"
 "So would l." said Bobby soberly. and he had but very little more to say until the chauffeur stopped at Bobbys own door. where puffy old ..pplerod, who had ben next to Johnson in his usefulness to old Ing him on the steps.
 "Terrible. sir. Terrible," splut tered Applerod the moment he caught
 
 ance of Mr Stone will put entir ly out of existence what little there is left of the Brightlight Electric Company"
 "Chs CT up, Applerod for death l Bobby. Such shreds and fragments of the Brightlight as there are left would have be n wiped out any how; and frankly, if you must have il, I put you in there as general manager. when l shifted Johnson D the Bulletin this morning, be- cause there was nothing to man age"
 Applerod threw up his hands in dismay.
 And there will be less. Oh. Mr. Bnrnit, if your father were only here."
 Bobby, whose suavity Applerod had never before s ~en rufIied. turn ed upon him angrily.
 I'm tired hearing about my fath CT, Applerod," he declared. 'I re- we're the governors memory too l much to want 10 be made angry l by the mention of his name. Here after, kindly catch the idea. if you can, that l am my own man, and must work cut my own salyatiOn: and I propose to do il! Bin, you don't mind if l put off seeing you until tomorrow? 1 have a dinner engagement and very little time ! to dress
 His own man." said Applerod | sorrowfully when Bobby had left ! fharp Tnhp ID ioJ J, l crazy if he could know what botch 1 his son was making of things. i don't see how man could let himself be cheated four times in 1 business"
 T can tell you," retorted Biff. All his old man ever did for him was to stuff his pockets with kale, and let him grow up into the sort of clubs where one sport says: I'm going to walk down to the corner" Says the other sport: I'll bet you 1 see more red-h aded girls on the way down than you do on the way back. Says the first sport: You're on for hundred He goes down 10 the corn-r and he comes back. How about the red-headed girls?' asks the second sport. I lose,' says the first sport; here's your hun dred.' Now, when Bobby is left real money, he starts in to play the same open-face game, and when one of these business wolves tells him anything Bobby don't stop to figure whether the nut means what he says, or means something else that sounds like the same thing. Now, If Bobby was simp they'd sting him in so many places that he'd swell all over, like an exhibition cream puff; but he ain't a simp. It took him four times to learn that he can't take a mans word in busi- ness. That's all he needed. Bob- by's awake now, and more than that he's mad, and if I hear you make another crack that he ain't about all the candy, I'll sick John son on you,' and with this dire -hreat Biff wheeled, leaving Mr. Ap- plerod speechless with red faced in dignation.
 It was just a quiet family dinner that Bobby attended that night at the Ellistons', with Uncle Dan and Aunt Constance Elliston at the head and foot of the table, and across Agnes, his trustee by whim of John Burnit's will. He was so good to look at that Agnes was content to just watch him, but Aunt Constance noted his abstrac- ton and chided him upon it.
 Really, Bobby" said she, since uined socially"
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