The Springfield herald., 1912-09-06
tho International Press Duroan.l

| get to work in the Bronson plant and
make good. And wanted to do that
well. If couldn't do 1t. life wasn't
worth keeping Oh, was reformed.
all right. good and plenty.
well. I went back to Bronsonville
and went to work And made good.
The old man offered to let me start
In the office. No. | said, plenty OF
time for that after I've gone through
the works. So l went in the works.
worked in the foundry department.
the machine room, the assembly de-
partment, paint shop-all through the
place-for one solid year. made
! good. felt / had to. The old man
was proud of me. He didn't know
| what It was that was driving me to
make good.
Then I went into the of1ice and in
a few months l was treasurer, and a
| good one, too-for a few months. You
see. these people who held my l. q.
us were smart. They held on while
l was working In the works. But the
mirute they heard I'd got to be treas
urer OF the company. down they came
on me. They began to squeeze. Cad!
gentlemen, you have no idea what
went through for the next six months.
There I was. working my head on.
making good, the pride OF my father.
an exemplary young man. and there.
over my head, hung those awful l. U.
us that would make me an outcast
the minute they were dropped.
II couldn't raise 10000 without
giving some explanation for 1t. l
couldn't explain why l wanted 1t. /
suppose you can guess what is com
ing? l was treasurer of the company.
| had all its funds under my control
without any supervision from any
body My father trusted me as he did
himself. Nobody to know it-and 1
| always figured I would be able to
slip 1t back before Its absence was
discovered. Yes, IL took $4,000
worth of the firms money and paid
up those I. o. us that were driving
| me crazy.
81 came near getting away with it.
I would have done 1t but for old Car
berry. Carberry is the manager of
cur office. He started In as an office
boy for my father when father was
making engines with his own hands.
| That was As years ago. He's been
there ever since, Carberry has He's
| fathers confidential man.
HE never had the brains to get in
to the firm. He had hoped to become
manager some day, but he didn't have
| lob. That soured him, but he didn't
| let father see it.
well, Carberry got next to my TAX
| ing the 100000 There wasn't any
thing in the office that he wasn't next
| to- And just as soon as he got next
| to 1t, he had club over me that he
could brain me with.
when was made manager OF the
company two years ago, Carberry
saw his chance. He would have been
made manager himself, probably, II it
hadn't been for me, and it was his
ambition to get that job before he
' died. He had me by the horns now.
| of course. He could make me whistle
| to his tune, and whenever he wanted
| to. He went about 1t in foxy man
ner; he is making me fall down on
my job as manager"
Bronson stopped and sat back in
his chair the moisture standing out
upon his forehead. The manager and
1 looked at one another in surprise.
We'll" said Bronson, what do you
think of it?"
Smooth work." said the manager.
But how does he do it?"
Easiest thing in the world. Comes
! into my private oilice-my private Of
| fee as manager of the company-and
| makes suggestions. Suggests that we
handle such and such matter so and
| So | know perfectly well that the
| suggestion is hopelessly rotten, but
what can do? Every once in while
| the old ghoul will come in and remind
me of what he knows. Yes, sir; he
throws 1t right up to my face that he
| is in possession of the secret that
could ruin my life and break my
| fathers heart. So I've got to act on
his suggestions-put them through as
my own ideas, you Understandable
then things go wrong, and then I've
got to stand the blame for it, of
course. Then Carberry comes into the
scene. puts in his oar and straightens
things out by doing just what or any
intelligent man would have done in
the first place II I'd been free, and
when things are Strengthened out it's
This place would be up against it If
| we didn't have old Carberry to
straighten out young Bronson's bull
| headed Mistakes
I'm being idlscredited, absolutely
and hopelessly. I'm made to appear
| as a sort of an idiot who sits in the
| managers chair because my father
! owns the works: but Carberry-Car-
! berry is the fellow who keeps the
plant from going on the rocks. Can
| you beat that for pleasant little sit
| uation? I'm beginning to under
| stand why some men commit murder"
Getting desperate?" said the man
ager easily.
We'll wouldn't your"
"Oh, no. You don't have to worry.
Why don't you engage us-take Cor
nell hereto go over to Bronsonville
and clip this Carberry's claws?"
! Great heavens, mani" cried Bron-