Bisbee daily review., 1913-06-22
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4 <s duestion the youth's Identity, 2 l They were rising from the table
 nos. The general. having dined tC
 his satisfaction, was beaming witi good humor and stories. Excusing himself moment. Bartlett hurried tC the telegraph station in the office. He
 hunted for his code. but could not find
 it and had to write the telegram ir
 ERglish. It would be safe enough
 The operator was raw country youth swho wouldn't be able to understand at anyway, and it would go direct to bls broker. who would be spending the day at his country place on Long Island.
 ihA Have ". H. B." wrote Bartlett \ 'sWill take him for a weeks tour in thei Sountry. with Billy's help. Eat ethem up"
 Rush It." he ordered sternly, land I bsisag me the answer. I will wait for llisren the porch"
 Gss news soon spread that the Il stfanger dining with the general and has daughter was none other than the Fuddsniy famous young stock broker, a.1Fhose grim defiance of the Street was told in Headlines in the daily papers. and whose life from the cradle up | was thrlilingly recounted in the Sun Gay supplement When he had ehanged his seat at the table. there Lad been a suppressed litter of amuse- Is9fft for the eccentricities of a great ra sns and those who made a study of haIasn nature saw plainly an lndica- ton of that character which knew wnst # wanted and would get It and fksep it, overriding all obstacles.
 AS they stood on the porch after ETfrners waitins for Dartledt to rejoin iflslns inc four were soon surrounded hYa7 syer-growing circle of frieaes 2nd near friends, and 10 bis pained surprise, the Watermelon was the aG- miret center of the group. All looked ] on him. mrch as the general did, not \ sO75aEeh as a man but as a character yszS of the Sunday supplement. Bored 70 s9hanstion, he shook hands Imply iiTanay with score or more whom he di9 not know and did not want to s s,It Eas getting late and he would ha'ae 70 return, the clothes and be- eeE1 once more merely the Water 1 iEelpn He had forgotten the beauty 1 sh0Fi and had no heart for it DOW. When he left Billy nothing more assnted, nothing mattered. Old | ciotilss1 or good. hobo or millionaire. | Esslopt Billy, one was as desirable as taslather He would return the clothes lsfd beat it up the line that evening. James and Mike could go to grass. | Meanwhile, instead of getting the most out of the short space of time allotted to him and having Billy alone ! somewhere, here he was shaking hands with frowsy bunch of high H-cus.
 Ths Watermelon looked around, des- revatcly, niserably. Billy was gazing at bin from the edge Of the crowd, awe fighting with admiration and aLuBemsnt on her small face. Henri eta had presented him ga'ly, to this c-e ard that, and the general, thor olGhtv ln his element. stood by and s1o- cd him off as though he were q n-E Eg-sc cr the latest model motor
 Ssl1w could you tear yourself away l-Cm the Street?" asked one impress Fi-1abia young thing.
 don't know" said the Water uGlIc Wall Street is practically my
 --7 And he gased languidly over tEejr heads into the trees across the a-ac.
 -oE BIT. Batchelor. do you think the la--L VII affect the cost of Iiying?" luQriEsd one of his new friends. 50 many people claim that it will.
 EslriCitl laughed. Poor Mir. Bat chl.Cr said she. "You can now real i-s some Of the drawbacks to great -ess,"
 "Ths tariff" said the Watermelon HcBotonousiys ls all right. Take it rom me
 H9 glanced again at Billy. The cicck in the garage struck two and ht hesitated no longer. My car," he Hlutta-sd vaguely, and made for the s-eps. ftc ran down them and started arcInd the hotel toward the stables. ss he passed near the place where Eillg stood, he looked up straight into her eyes.
 Aren't you coming to see my car Bily?' he asked, the odd little name below his breath, so that even she did -ot hear.
 O. ges. indeed,@ said Billy.
 He caught her hands and swung her .1gr 10 the lawn beside him.
 At the garage they did not stop. Tho Watermelon heard the general parting behind in the distance, but aa fid not pause. Ungratefully he .e1 tha way down a narrow path 3loln6 the stable, into the deep. cool sl25s 5f the woods. It was two. He U1uld give himself until the clock st-1eE three, before he slunk away Into the unknown again.
 CHAPTER VI.
 What ls Heaven Li<e7