Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-06-14

HE Understands Motor CONSTRUCTION
and Designing"
a turing in unknown places. But Ethan
French said nothing, his gray eyes
fixed on the hearth.
He understands motor construc-
, ton and designing, and he's been with
big foreign firms" Bailey resumed.
after waiting. He'd be useful around;
| can't be everywhere. What he'd do
for us In racing would help a whole
lot. It's very well to make a fine
standard car, but 1t needs advertising
to keep people remembering And
men like to say my machine is the
same AS Lsstrsnre won the cup race
with They like it,"
i don't know" said Mr. French
slowly, that 1t is dgnihed for the
manager OF the Mercury factory to
be racing driver"
THE Christine cars are driven by
the son OF the man who makes them"
was the response. Some drive their
/ own"
THE son OF the man who makes
: NA-NAAAf AHP"Ht@h OlDtl.
HIS face still more to the quivsrins
IRE his always severe expression
hardening strangely and bitterly. THE
son"
The Eirl ross to draw the crimson |
curtains before the windows and to
push an electric switch, filling the
room with q subdued glow in place Of
the late afternoon grayness. Her deli
cate face, "a she regarded her uncle.
revealed most strongly its characters
tic oyeresrn estnsss and a sensitive
rejection OF the moods of those
around her. Emily Ffrench's child
hood had been passed in a Canadian
convent, and something OF it's mysti-
cism chung about her. As the cheer
ful change she had wrought flashed
over the room. Mr.. French held out
his hand In gesture Of summons. so
that she came across to sit on the
broad arm q his chair during the rest
of the conference, her soft gaze rest
ng on the third member.
MY adopted son and nephew hav.
ns no such talents. we must do the
'est We can. Mr.. French stated. with
lis most precise GOODNESS. Being
veil born and well bred. he has no
aste for a m~chsnic's labor or for cir
us performances with automobiles in
ublic. Who IL your man. Bailey?"
"L.estranse, sir You must have
card of him often"
Il never rsAd racing news"
I read ours." said Bailey darkly. 4
We've bean licked often enough BY
Inn. And he's straight-he's one of
le few men WHOM stop at the grand ci
and and lose time reporting a smash ST
, and sending help around. Every n
an on the track likes Darling lie
range" pc
Likes whom"
Bailey flushed brick-red wa
81 didn't mean TO call him that. He
gns himself ID. Lestrange, and some on
them started reading II Darling.
king because he was such favorite str
d because they liked him anyhow. rec
) Just a nickname" he
Emily laughed out lnvomuiarlly. sur
sod. nc
I beg pardon. she at once apollo
ed, out Il sounded go frivolous" FIT
II YOU try this man. you had bet STIR
keep that nickname out OF the fac. do''
y. Mr. French advised stifry. 4
hat respect could the workmen feel her
manager with such titleY II Les
sihie. you would do well TO pre- felt
4 them from recognizing him as fiigl
racing driver" u
alley, who had risen a; the chime stra
, clock. halted amazed. plea
Respect for hint" he echoed Not q
'gnire him! Why, there Isn't a VIII,
! on the place who wouldn't give NJ
ears 20 be seen on the same side surp
he street with Lestrange. let alone alwa
Iork under him. They do read the IT
ng news. That part OF II Will be "YoI
tight n ] can have him" Miss
Il Is necessary" brea
think II 10, sir" Mr.
niiy moved slightly, pushing back at
yellow-brown curls under the rib. She
that banded them. On sudden smili
Ilse her uncle looked UP at her With