Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-14


as he realized that passersby were stop
ping to gaze at him after his strange
words, he closed the door.
That's the first time knew they
could telegraph from heaven" was his
joyous thought.
Gone now were all the worries and anx-
ieties of Broadway Jones. Gone equally,
| IT must be confessed. were his good reso-
| lutions. The old spending fever, the
white light desire was upon him. What
wouldn't he do to Broadway! Rankin
sought his master to tell him that he had
discharged the chef, and received an an
swer that dazzled him. He was not to
let the cook go, but was to raise his SAL
airy.
by the way, Rankin" rippled on Jones,
mentally spending the contents of the en-
tire United States treasury, What am l
paying you?"
The butler put into his voice tone that
indicated his own belief that he was re-
ceiving far too little.
"Seventy-five a month" he said.
"A hundred and seventy-five from now
on, exclaimed his master, Have you a
fiat and wife,"
Rankin had both.
Like this furniture?"
| Rankin did
| IT'S yours"
Rankin stood waiting for the golden
stream to wet him still further, when
his master told him to run along and
not bother a business man" His first
act when he was alone was to tell long
distance to get Judge Spotswood at
Jonesville, Conn. He put the receiver
back on the hook and was waiting for
| the operator to call him when Wallace
entered brisl1ly with a number of bills in
his hand and sheet of paper covered with
the arithmetical processes by which he
had arrived at the total
We'll, I've figured this thing out as
best | could The grand total, as make
it, is sixty-one thousand four hundred
and eighty-two"
| SPENDING MONEY.
| At Jacksons request ne repeated this
result and to his horror Broadway
! laughed
! Spending money, spending money, my
boy he commented.
Wallace was disguised. but before he
could speak Broadway was almost dane
ing up and down on the rug ,.saa
r Say, do'you know what 1 am going to
| do from now on?" he shouted rather
loudest noise that's been heard on Broad
way since Dewey came home from the
Spanish war"
Have you gone crazy again." snapped
| Wallace
DO you know what happened after
you went to add up those penny ex-
penditures of mine?" continued Jackson.
"A messenger boy with golden wings
blew in through the window, handed me
this message and flew right back to the
I golden gates Read it."
| Bob read the message
l Is this joke?" he said in the same
| tone he had used when he heard that
Jackson was determined on marrying
Mrs. Gerard.
| This possibility had not entered the
head of the spendthrift.
! IF it is I'll make reputation as
gunman." he said grimly.
Wallace was lost in wonder at the
| strange and sudden shower of gold which
had suddenly descended
''Why, this is the most wonderful thing
that has ever happened was his view;
Broadway was already busy with the
plans of a spendthrift
do you know what Pm going to dor.
he went on, turning over in his mind the
things he wanted to do. I'm going to-
buy Brooklyn and close it up. Say, did
you ever hear of the Consolidated Gum
| Company"
Certainly; they're the biggest adver-
| tisers in America"
Pembroke, the second vice president,
came as the Judge said he would He
came while you were here in tn other
room,' resumed Jackson, land he's COM
| ing back here at O'clock"
Wallace was suddenly suspicious of
| what his friend might have done in the
hands of an astute business man such as.
| Pembroke.
what for?" he demanded, quickly -
''To bring me a check for twelve hun
dred thousand I've sold him Jones Pep
sin. Don't you think I'm the best bust
ness man ever?" came from Broadway all
in breath.
Dismay spread over the rather heavy
features of Wallace lie put in, sharply:
And you accepted"
'Of course; I'm too much of a business
man to let all that money stay out of
| circulation"
Sign an agreement" Wallaces tone
would have cut through the hardest steel.
Broadway was almost on the point of
apologizing. Then he took sudden men
tai brace as he answered:
NOT TOO LATE.
Not yet"
| A fitting shadow of delight appeared for
a moment in the eyes of the advertising
man, but speedily force and determine
| ton took its place.
"And you're not going to- he said,
fairly glaring into the face Of Broadway
Jones, whose shoulders slumped.
why not?" he asked in the tone OF a
| schoolboy receiving a punishment
Wallace's force was sweeping Broad
way off his morning after unsteady feet,
as he continued vigorously:
Now don't give me any argument.
You've been a fool all your life and / am
going TO make you brace up. You are
not going to accept that offer!'
what do you want me to do?" inquired
| Broadway, in the schoolboy tone, turn
down million two hundred thousand?'
Eyes -