Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1912-04-11
derstand your game"

JOuA
Galorey went bravely on: "There-
fore, if neither of you are in love, you
understand that there is nothing be-
tween you but your money"
The Englishman got his point out
brutally, relieved that the impersonal
thing money opened way for him.
He didn't want to be the bounder and
the cad that the mention of the wo-
man would have made him.
The boy drew in an angry breath.
"Gosh," he said, "that cursed money
will make me crazy yet! You are not
very f1attering to me, Gordon, swear,
and Lily wouldn't thank you for the
motives you impute to her"
ooh, rot!" returned Gordon more
TRANQUILITY. "She hasn't got a human
sentiment in her. She's a rock with
a woman's face"
Dan turned his back on his host and
walked off into the billiard-room. Ga
lorey promptly followed him, took
down a cue and chalked it, and said:
"Well, come now; let's put it to the
test" Blair began stacking the balls
''A0w' DO you mean?'
"Well, when you have had time to
get your first news over from Ruggles,
tell her you have gone to smash and
that you are a pauper."
81 don't play tricks like that" said
the westerner quietly.
mo-" responded Galorey bitterly,
"you let others play tricks on you"
The young man threw his cue
smartly down, his youth looked con-
temptuously at the worldly man, and
he turned pale, but he said in a low
voice:
"Now, you've got to let up on this,
Gordon; I thought at first you had
been drinking. I won't listen. Let's
get on another subject, or I'll clear
out"
Galorey, however, cool and pitiful
of the tangle in the boys affairs,
wouldn't let himself be angry. "You
are my old chum's boy, Dan," he went
on, "and I'm not going to stand by and
see you spoil your life in silence.
You are of age. You can go to the
devil if you like, but you can't go
there under my roof, without word
{ from me-"
'"Then I'll get out from under your
roof, tonight
Fright! I don't blame you there.
but, before you go, tell Lily you have
lost your money, and see what she is
made of. Ny dear chap"-he changed
his tone to one of affection-"don't be
an ape; listen to me, for your fathers
sake; remember your whole life's hap
piness is in this game. Isn't it worth
looking after?"
mot at the risk of hurting a wo-
mans feelings" said the boy.
"How can it hurt her, my dear man,
to tell her you are poor?"
cts a lie I'm not up to lying to
her; don't care to. And you mean
to think that if l told her I was busted
she would throw me over?"
Like shot, my green young friend
like a shot"
"You haven't very good opinion Of
women" Blair threw out with as near
sheer as his fine young face could
express.
mo, not verv." agreed the pool play.
er, who had continued his shots with
more or less sangfroid. When Galorey
mad run off his string of balls he said,
| looking up from the table: "But I've
| got a very good opinion Of that nice
| girl you told me Of when you first
| came, and / wish to Heaven she had
kept you in the states"
This caught the boys attention as
| nothing else had. There never was
any such girl" he said slowly; there
never has been anywhere; I rather
guess they don't grow. You have
| made me a cad in listening to you.
! Gordon, but as to playing any OF those
comedy tricks you suggest, they are
! not in my line. If she is marrying me
for my money, why, she'll get it."
you're a coward" said Galorey.
! ''like the rest of American husbands
| all ideal and no common sense. You
want to make a mess of your life.
You haven't the grit to get out of a
/ bad job"
He spurred himself on and his weak
face grew strong as he felt he was