The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-10-10
CHAPTER ~. (contInued.)

CHAPTER ~. (contInued.)
When he managed to wrench his
skull free, he was ready to murder his
tormentor. But as soon as he con-
fronted the doddering and blinking
topper, he was helpless. Drunken men
have always been treated with great
Tenderness in America, and when We'll
lington, seeing Lathroy's white hair,
exclaimed with rapture: "Why, hello,
Pop! here's Pop!" the most that Lath-
rop could do was to tear loose those
tat, cropping hands, slap them like
school teacher. and push the man
away.
But that one shove upset Mr.. Wei
Hngton and sent him topping down
upon the pit Of the Englishman's stom-
nch.
For Wedgewood, it was suddenly as
r all the air had been removed from
the world. He gulped like a fish
drowning for lack Of water. He was
long while getting breath enough for
words, but his first words were wild
demands that Mr.. Wellington remove
himself forthwith.
Wellington accepted the Punishment
with the sorrowful eyes Of dying
deer, and tottered away wagging his
tut head and wailing:
I'm a broken-hearted man, and no
body gives a." At this point he ca
romed over into Ira Lathrops berth
and was welcomed with savage roar:
what the DEVILS the matter with
you?"
'I'm broken-hearted man, that's
ALL
"Oh, is that ALL" Lathrop snapped,
vanishing behind his newspaper. The
desperately melancholy seeker for a
word Of human kindness bleared at
xAe blurred newspaper wall while,
thef, waded into a new attempt at &C
quayntance. Laying his hand on Lath-
rop'g knee, he stammered: "Ess-
euzhe me, Mr-Mr--"
From behind the newspaper came
stingy answer: "Lathrop's my name
If you want to know"
PLEASED to meet you, Mr.. Lothrop."
"Lathrop!"
"Lathrop! My names Wellington.
LII Jimmie wellington. Ever hear Of
me?"
He waited with the genial smile Of
a famous man; the smile froze at
Lathrop's curt, Don't think So"
He tried again: Ever hear Of
Reli-known Chicago belle. Mrs. jim
mie Wellington"
yes, I've heard of herr"
Wellington waved his hand with
modest pride. well, I'm Jimmie"
SERVES you right"
This jolt was SO discourteous that
Wellington decided to protest: "Mis-
ter Latham!"
"..athrcp!"
The name came out with whip
ynap. He tried TO echo 1t, "La-throp!"
II don't like that Throp. That's q
kind of seasick name, isn't it?" Find
Ing the newspaper still intervening be-
tween him and his prey, he calmly
tore 1t down the middle and pushed
through 1t like moon coming through
d cloud, "But man can't change his
name by marrying, can he? That's
the worst Of it. A woman can. Think
of heartless cobra di capello in wom-
aus form wearing my fair name-and
wearing 1t out. Mr.. La-throp, did you
ever put your trust in false-hearted
woman"
Never put my trust in anybody"
"Didn't you ever love woman?"
mol"
We'll, then. didn't you ever marry a
woman?"
Not one. I've had the measles and
he mumps. but I've never had matri-
mony."
"Oh, lucky man." beamed yelling
ton. Slang on to your luck"
II intend to-" said Lathrop, II was
born single and like it.
"Ch, how l envy you! You see,
Mrs. Wellington-she'sa queen among
women, mind you-a. queen among
women, but she has the 'stravagance
pf a.
Lathrop had endured all he could
endure, even from privileged charasr
ter like little Jimmy Wellington. Ize
rose to take refuge in the smoking.
room. But the very vigor of this de-
parture only served to help Yelling
kon to his feet, for he seized Lathrop's
coas and hung on, through the door,
down the little corridor. always ex-
blaming:
"Mr<. Wellington Is q queen among
Noraea> mind you. but cant stand
Aaw haannsr any lon8oe:S