The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1913-03-05

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was presented to him, an( grlH i!
slipped Morgan's note into IS wall ct
He rose and put on his nat. "
had thought of going on V; 'cal'o! l,'
he said, cuttirgly, "but I g Jess II
stay here SOS to be handy or " 'ul
funeral
Morgan did not retort; he had ! e
gained his self-control.
Zone fact, of course, you undel
stand" Mr. Peck went on, you'U
been seeing a lot of Miss Peck Well
no daughter of mine is going to have
anything to do with a fool and a faAs-
rre. You set that down.
Morgan preserved a show Of in diff
ference, but there was sudden CON
sternation within. In the outc,urst
Of wrath against the father he had
completely forgotten the da lighter.
At the door Mr.. Peck lifted his
hat with mock courtesy. "loon't for
get to send me an announcement Of
the funeral, he said; and with a.
bow and sneer, he went out.
When Morgan had declared to Mr..
Peck that he was going to build a
racer he had spoken out of the brav-
ada of the moment; but as he sat at
his desk looking his new situation
over, his cool reason told him that
to try for the American CWp was his
only chance of snatchio success
from failure. He considered his re-
sources for such an effort; if he were
to mortgage to its limit the factory
equipment (the bui lding was rent
ed one), and borrow and beg dollars
wherever dollars could be begged
and borrowed, he couI d keep up the
appearance of runnfu the factory
for three months Ion; ger and could
build a car for the "a ce. The odds
against success were heavy. But
Morgan was the sort that fights to
the last hope, and pas it. He would
take the chance.
All the while that Morgan was
studying this side and that Of his
slender business chance, part of his
| mind was engaged upon his chance il
very different enterprise. BY the
end of the afternoon, it was the Sec
ond alone that he was considering.
He knew that Mr.. Peck would tell,
doubtless had told, his daughter of
the quarrel, and Il lat the account
would be a story of favor and for
! bearance on one side, and insult and
ingratitude on the otk:e If he want
ed Miss Peck to con tinue thinking
of him the way he h hoped she was
beginning to think, he must clear
himself in her eyes, aid the sooner
he did this the bet ter for her
thoughts Of him. So, with inward
trembling at his daring, he called her
| up just before leaving the Office and
asked if he might see her that even
ing.
The voice that came to him over
the wire was chilly, very chilly: Il
have an engagement"
Morgan was dumb for several sec
onds. Tomorrow evening, them"
| 'I shall be busy then, too"
He filled with dizzy sickness.
Her excuse was as plain in its mean
ing as plain words would have been.
But he wanted the plain words.
Then you don't want to see me?"
There was brief silence. ~ don't
think So" said the chilly voice.
Morgan hung up the receiver. His
pride would not let him beg for an
interview.
The following two days Morgan
spent in New York. He returned with
fifteen thousand dollars, and with
his honor pawned to his friends and
with the next five years Of his life to
the money-lenders. When he enter
ed the Office, there was: Mr.. Peck at
his desk. Morgan gave his OLD part
ner a cold look, but said not word.
"Just came down to see about my
mall" Mr.. Peck muttel'ed, somewhat
abashed, but gruffly. Morgan did
not answer. He wrote q check for
five hundred dollars, the amount Of
| the entrance fee to the Cup Race,
and dictated letter to the Cup Race
Commission.
When the stenographer had gone
out Mr.. Peck scowled over at Nor
gan. $50 you're going in for that
fool race" he sneered.
| ''It seems So" Morgan said quiet
( ly. He went to closet and was soon
in greasy overalls and jumper.
"Where'd you get that mo uey?"
demanded Mr.. Peck, as Morgan NOV
ed toward the door leading into the
| factory.
"That, sir, I believe is none of
your business
Mr:. Peck's face Redeemed. "D'you
think I'd sell out for a measly two
thousand, and that two thousand a |
note that amt worth a postage
stamp"
81 don't think anything about it
know you did" And Morgan walk
ed into the factory.
InaC DAY the OulIQlHS oI lHe ldCSl
began. The big race was at the end
Of September; this was the end of |
June-three months in which to |
build the machine, tune it up and be-
come it's master. The frame and
many other parts of their fifty horse
power touring car could be used; but (
the engine Morgan had decided it
should be ninety horse-power-hadE |
to be made entirely new, and like T
wise all the parts of the driving gear. !
There was work a-plenty for the half
dozen most skillful men he had Sc
lected to help him, for every part had
to be made with infinite care, tested
with infinite care, and fitted to it's