Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-12
NOT ENOUGH.

This is awful he exclaimed; you
must 90 to work. You've got the max
inGs Of a business man in you"
IF ! vent TO work ! wouldn't have the
markings Of a cigarette with what | could
earn
Wallace thought moment while he
tapped the table with his forefnger
Il could get you q job in our advertis-
] ing company" he said; Il might be able
to have YOU started at $1,000 a year"
Broadway laughed. The white light had
| scared him and his standards were en-
tirely out OF place with the frugal world,
or even the world of real endeavor and
/ adequate returns.
win YOU tell mo" he demanded.
what good $4,000 a year is in New York?
/ What on earth could a man do with So. 900
a year. owe ten times that amount
right now"
I've got about $4,000 I'll lend you
that. volunteered Wallace, in his feeling
of panic that Broadway must be saved
! from the whitening talons Of Mrs. Gerard
at the cost Of even his own savings
I'd never be able to pay you back" was
| the way Jackson met this offer "and. be
SIDES, old boy. even if you loaned me
enough to pay all / owe. I'd still be in
dobt. What's the odds whether l owe It
! to YOU or the other fellow? ia. never get
square with the world"
MAKING EXCUSES.
| But you can't do this thing, Jack
son" pleaded the other 1T isn't right
You mean to tell me that you'd do such
a mean. contemplate. despicable thing as
TO deliberately marry a woman for her
money!"
There was a flash Of anger in Broad
ways eye. mingled with desire TO justi.
~ himself
who says I'm marrying her for her
money! he said aggressively.
"Oh, pshawl'' exclaimed Wallace.
you know very well you don't love the
woman"
Into the tones of Broadway there came
a queer value. There was a ombining
of the delight of precocious child In
some sophistry which he doesn't know is
one and sort of humorous belief on the
surface Of things that he was iustifying
himself
II Cont know anything of the kind"
! he returned. IF you were in trouble,
wouldn't YOU love some one who came
| forward and helped you out of it? Be
teides it's too late now, anyway the en-
gagements been announced"
! "Youll lose every friend YOU ever had
in the world Bob went at the attack
again.
/ People with money never lose their
friends said Jackson, shortly,
Wallace paused in his walk
Il know one you'll lose he said.
your"
THREAT.
Yes and unless you tell me within
the next twenty hours that you've
reconsidered this matter and that you're
going to fight 1t out in a real way III
never speak to you again as long as you
hve!"
do You mean that?" Broadway saw
that there was possibility that he had
not counted on, for at this stage of his
career 1t must be confessed that he was
decidedly eallow.
You bet | mean It," said the other.
sternly. There are other things in the
world besides money. Is II getting me
anything giving you this advice? II won't
put dollar in or out of my pocket
whether you marry this woman or not
You're nothing to me except friend
and "A pal, but | don't want to see YOU
do something that youl be sorry for the
rest of your life. I'm sorry you're in
trouble and there isn't anything that |
won't do 20 help YOU. I'll go TO the limit
for you for all I've got. but If you don't
give up the idea OF this marriage don't
ever expect the friendship Of a man who
has any decency or self respect That's
all I've got to say. Now I'm going
Wallace picked up his hat and started
for the door For one long moment
Broadway Jones stood motionless. ALLOW
ing the friend of many nights if not days
to pass out of his life. Then there stirred
deep within him the germ OF that some
thing that was one day TO make him
man. But its movement was very feeble
for at this time 1t was very far from the
dominating force in this wastrel But
tn the end the nameless thing that was
his better self conquered his bitter self
pride. In an instant he had sprung to-
ward Wallace and taken his arm. Wal
lace stopped quickly and eNpectantly
Don't 60 old man, like that" said
jackson. almost brokenly, Give me
chance to think"
AN right-thlnk" Wallace put an en-
phasis upon this word that conveyed the
idea very clearly that Jackson wasn't
usually a thinker. ITS about time that
you began to think"
Broadway thought while slowly a mar
ual light dawned. a partial awakening
came, but so slight that il needed lust a
breath of adversely to wait him 10 his
former state of mind
You know l never looked at II that
way before he said at last. his Anglers
IN MS hair, as he struggled with his
thinking Then after another long in
terval, he went on: 81 guess IT would be
la pretty shabby thing TO do at that
You're not sore on me. Bob are you?"
A HARD STRUGGLE.
Although Wallace had some dim idea OF
the big struggle now going on in the mind
and heart OF Broadway Jones, he wasn't
ready TO relent In the slightest Just vet
] i've said my say; you've heard my
opinion he said concisely.