The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1912-09-12

three hundred pounds, and that, as was
not to cable for more, not to borrow, and not !
to ask credit, had to rely upon my own !
inventive powers to get out of the hole"
The expression of the railroad magnate |
softened shade. Thus far, both had been |
standing. Now, heasked his son to sit down. |
"Tell me about it, he directed, dropping |
into his desk chair.
That which in the fever Of accomplish |
ment had seemed to the young man such |
a coup dc mdttye, appeared in the light not |
only of Alice Davenant's disapproval, but
Of his fathers as well, as a most shameless
swindle. Yet he spared himself no jot nor
title of circumstance in the narration.
When he concluded he was surprised TO
detect an unlocked for twinkle in his
listeners sharply penetrating eyes and a
suggestively humorous twitching at his lip
corners. F-
"a clever conceptions very clever con-
ception, my boy" was the comment.
"But-do you think it was quite honest9"
"No, DON'T" was young Fultener's
frank rejoinder. "But it didn't strike me
that way then, sir. 1t seemed to me quite
in line with Wall Streets methods of foist-
ing worthless properties on an unsuspecting
public by starting rumors of their promised
ultimate absorption by the big interests"
The railroad magnate still smiled. ''Wall
Street." he said, is sometimes law unto
itself" a-a ha .,n..assg.rs.ksrl
ss "That doesn't excuse it." Iy7F2sSgs
81 "No," admitted his father, ut doesn't.
Neither does the fact that you cunningly
secured thousand pounds for yourself,
while in London, excuse you for spending
it in riotous living"
"In riotous living?" exclaimed the youth,
in surprise. Pa
"That's what call it. Making yourself
conspicuous in London restaurants with
notorious chorus girls, and having brawls
with common cockney stage managers"
From drawer of his desk he drew out
column newspaper clipping, and handed it
to his son.
The young man ran his glance over It,
with apparently small interest.
ooh, that" he exclaimed with laugh,
greatly relieved. "That was strictly
matter of conscience. The fellow insulted
the lady that / am going to marry, and it
was up to me to thrash him. The rest of
it's all rot"
"Do you mean, by the lady you are going
to marry, the chorus girl mentioned in that
article2" his father asked.
He looked, casually, at the clipping again.
"Does it mention herr" he asked indifer-
entity. 81 didn't notice"
For long moment his father regarded
him with mixed emotions. Six months of
world travel had worked wondrous change
in the boy. All that old, peace-disturbing
look of dissipation was gone He was a
picture, now, of clean, vigorous young man.
hood: he had gained wonderfully in self
reliance; he had grown; he had developed.
He was his son, and he was proud of him
But in his development, in his growing like
his father, he had acquired very evident
share of that fathers dominant self-wiIl.
And of that the father was not so COM
mandatory. 1t might prove difficult to
deal with.
81 don't believe l can approve of
daugbter-in-law who has been in the
chorus" he observed not unkindly.
=" If her family is all right, and it is; and
if she's good girl, and she is-what has her
occupation got to do with it1" asked
Farragut, pointedly. p iss'sssosFas
maybe I'm prejudiced," was his fathers
tolerant reply
MAYBE she's prejudiced, too" smiled
the son. "She doesn't approve of Wall
Street. She calls high finance highway
robbery"
"That doesn't sound like the chorus girls
l used to know" returned the elder man,
with a wink.
Young FuItener stood up. "I daresay
it doesn't" he said. "She's not like any
other that ever was. You'll say SO, sir,
when you meet her"
When, presently, he had said goodbye,
and was about to turn away, an idea came
to him.
"By the way, father" he said, "how's
the market?"
"Strong as elephants" answered the
hnancier. "New York and Pacific is 1z2
to-day. 1t will go to 1870 before the weeks
out"
Deliberately, the young man extracted
from his wallet the balance Of his English
money. "There's eight hundred pounds"
he said, spreading the white notes on his
fathers desk. "Wil that margin five
hundred shares1 / need some money for
an engagement rIng. 90
On his way to the subway to take a
Harlem train, young Fultener stopped at
telegraph Office. The cable message he
wrote out and despatched read as follows:
BrGsnusy IoNDoH,