Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-14


words, he closed the door
That's the first time | knew they
could telegraph from heaven" was his
joyous thought
zone now were all the worries and anx-
letles of Broadway Jones Gone equally.
1t must be confessed. were his good reso-
lutlons. The old spending fever the
"hlte light desire was upon him. What
wouldn't he do to Broadway Rankin
sought his master to tell him that he had
ulscharged the chef, and received an an
swer that dazzled him. He was not to
let the cook go, but was to raise his sal
airy
by the way, Rankin" rippled on Jones,
mentally spending the contents Of the en-
tire United States treasury, What am l
paying you?"
The butler put into his voice tone that
indicated his own belief that he was re-
ceiving far too little.
"Seventy-five month"; he said
hundred and seventy-five from now
on, exclaimed his master Have you a
fiat and a wife,
Rankin had both
Like THIS furniture"
Rankin did
It's yours"
Rankin stood waiting for the golden
stream TO wet him still further when
MS master told him to run along and
not bother q business man" His first
act when he was alone was to tell long
distance TO get Judge Spotswood, at
Jonesville, Conn. He put the receiver
back on the hook and was waiting for
the operator to call him when Wallace
hricl xr-{fl
his hand and a sheet of paper covered with
the arithmetical processes by which he
had arrived at the total.
L Well. I've figured this thing out as
best could. The grand total, as I make
1t, is sixty-one thousand four hundred
and eighty two."
SPENDING MONEY.
AT Jackson's request he repeated this
result and to his horror Broadway
laughed.
Spending money, spending money, my
boy he commented.
Wallace was disguised, but before he
could speak Broadway was almost dane
ing up and down on the rug.
Say, do you know what 1 am going to
do from now on?'' he shouted, rather
than exclaimed. I'm going to make the
loudest noise that's been heard on Broad
way since Dewey came home from the
Spanish war"
Have you gone crazy again." snapped
Wallace
DO you know what happened after
you went TO add up those penny ex-
penditures of mine?" continued jackson.
"a messenger boy with golden wings
blew in through the window, handed me
this message and few right back to the
golden gates. Read it,
Bob read the message
rs this a joke" he said IN the same
tone he had used when he heard that
Jackson was determined on marrying
Mrs. Gerard.
This possibility had not entered the
head of the spendthrift.
IF it is I'll make a reputation as a
gunman," he said griinly.
Wallace was lost in wonder at the
strange and sudden shower of gold which
had suddenly descended
why, this is the most wonderful thing
that has ever happened" was his view
Broadway was already busy with the
plans of a spendthrift.
DO you know what I'm going to dor"
he went on, turning over in his mind the
things he wanted to do. I'm going to
buy Brooklyn and close it up. Say, did
you ever hear of the Consolidated Gum
Company"
Certainly; they're the biggest adver-
tisers in America"
Pembroke, the second vice president,
came as the judge said he would He
came while you were here in tn other
room" resumed Jackson, land he's COM
ing back here at O'Clock"
Wallace was suddenly suspicious of
what his friend might have done in the
hands of an astute business man such as
Pembroke.
What for he demanded. quickly.
ITO bring me check for twelve hun
dred thousand. I've sold him Jones' Pep
sin. Don't you think I'm the best bust
ness man ever?" came from Broadway all
in a breath.
Dismay spread over the rather. heavy
features of Wallace. He put in sharply:
and you accepted"
''Of course: I'm too much of business
man to let all that money stay out of
circulation"
Sign an agreement" Wallace's tone
would have cut through the hardest steel.
Broadway was almost on the point of
apologizing. Then he took sudden men
tai brace as he answered:
NOT TOO LATE.
Not yet"
A fitting shadow OF delight appeared for
moment in the eyes of the advertising
man. but speedily force and determine
ton took its place.
And you're not going to-" he said.
fairly glaring into the face Of Broadway
Jones. whose shoulders slumped.
why not?" he asked in the tone Of a
schoolboy receiving a punishment.
Wallaces force was sweeping Broad
way off his morning after unsteady feet,
as he continued vigorously:
Now don't give me any argument
You've been a fool all your life and am
going 10 make you brace up. You are
not going 10 accept that Offer
what do you want me to Dor" inquired
Broadway, in the schooiboy tone. turn
down a million two hundred thousand
"Tes."
Not on your biography"
But Wsilacs WIS not ~ be denied. HE
tone was ~ forceful AZ ever. ~ he said