Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-21
=: BROADWAY JONES ::
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all excited over nothing. The trust isn't
going 10 buy this plant. It isnN for sale
and you 90 and tell the men said So" 7
Twirling his hat in his hards Higgins
4 humbiy apologized to Josie. Then he ex-
claimed:
IN tell the boys what! you say, Mr..
Jone', hat RELIEF it will be to them
all It, -4.ade q different man out of me
already"
Tears were. in Higgins eyes and began
to roll down his cheeks.
well, what are ylNl CRYING abo,,+o,
asked Jones, grufly but kindly at heart,
Because I'm happy It's the first time
I've been happy in twenty years" blb-
oered Higgins, and went out the door.
Broadway grinned.
Can you beat that?" said he. HE
cries when he's happy. ! wonder when
he laughs. HeNs a nice, cheerful little
party I'd like TO be around him a whole
lot"
Did you have good nights rest?"
asked the girl.
WITH a groan Broadway replied:
MY back is broken. Who named that
MOTEL the Grand? There are men in
prison for doing less than running hotel
like that
broadway grew holder as he found that
| N0 g. - 60 cS dlNi not produce Glat GaZed
state OF mind and heart in which he had
spent the latter part Of the previous even
ing Now there seemed in her face moth
ing hostile, nothing bitter, only a real
friendIness and a desire to be helpful.
After time Josie asked quietly:
Fave you thought Of what we talked
oven last night?"
Broadway laughed
Have'I thought of it?" he returned
Then, becoming grave in moment, "AIl
dreamed about was poverty stricken
Families crying out for food Thousands
of men, women and children passed me
through the streets, out of the town and
. into a wild forest where there were moth
ing but chewing gum trees. could
have slept this morning, but the Elks
started to rehearse for their minstrel
show in the parlor; so I got up and or
dered breakfast. Oh, breakfast at the
Grand!'
Josie laughed and offered the new
] owner her financial statement He didn't
want 1t, he said, as Wallace had prom
/ ised to look after that part of the bust
ness. Wallace would be in very shortly,
} but he had gone to the barber shop.
) THANK heaven. shave myself" con-
, cluded Broadway
The girl asked about the presence in
the town Of Pembroke, and Broadway
= explained that Wallace had given him
5 until II o'clock and had named a price
of a million and half
Almost the old look came into the
girls eyes.
But you sent word to the men"
she began.
) Broadway treasured her:
Don't you be afraid, l meant just
what l said to Higgins. I don't mind
telling you when 1 came here yesterday
my intention was to sell this business
; and get 1t off my hands at any price or
sacrifice but Carnegie couldn't buy it
this morning If he offered me every dol
| lar he's got in the world Wallace and
L sat up talking about it till in the
morning. | told him all you said, and
) you We convinced not only me but Wal
{ lace, too, and he's some business man
He thinks with .you--and me- Broad
way almost blushed at this juXtaposition
of the two personal pronouns- that the
right thing for me to do is to stick right
here and put up fight for these people
the same as my uncle did"
There was a warmth of feeling in
! Josie's low tone as she said:
SHE SMILES
Il knew you would. Mr., Jones"
And then she smiled. Broadway was
almost dumfounded. Her smile of the
previous evening had aroused a very
definite renorse in him. Now it seemed
different smile-a promise that the
girl would believe in him, did believe in
. him, and at the same time an intima-
ton that she felt that he was acting
solely from his own better nature, with
out outside pressure of any sort. But
1 -6a oPpa
new smile that made Broadway staln-
mer and hesitate as ne fioundered on:
ct don't know anything about busi-
ness-and I don't know anything-I
never did a days work in my life for
the simple reason that I never had to.
The only thing that I've entered into
in the last five years is a contest to see
who could stay up the latest. I never
did anything good, because l never had
anything good to do. What I've needed
all along was a-what I've needed was"
Broadway was now frantically fumbling
at one Of the side pockets Of HIS coat,
the pocket which buiged out little.
What I've needed all along was an in
; centive-something to spur me onto
force me to a realization that an in
centive was needed to bring about
, realiza tion-that an incentive would rea-
lie" Josie was now watching him in
wonder, for It was apparent that en-
barrassment had not caused this strange
wallowing verbally. I've needed.
! Broadway stopped abruptly, then added:
What the duce have needed? Can you
beat that! l knew that thing by heart
when l left the hotel Won't you read
the rest of it,
And he threw upon the table before
the girl the paper which he had been
struggling to draw from his pocket.
For a moment both laughed, and then
suddenly the girls face became grave
as she realized Broadway's anxiety to
make an impression upon her had gone
| so far that he had committed it 70 mem
DRY. She blushed, and then put the
thought from her.
1T took me three hours to write that
thing" said Broadway, who apparently
did not realize what his act lad sgnihed,
land I knew I'd forget it."
Then a moment later he hhnself olushed
He was still staring at the girl, and the
! fmperious eyes OF the night before had