The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-01-14
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laway?" he asked, when he had finish
ed counting the money.
Never more so." said North
briefly.
What do you think Of young Lang
ham, Johng viii he ever be as sharp
lawyer as the jldge?"
Hes counted very brilliant, ;"
Svaded North.
He rather dreaded the old merchant
when his love or gossip got the better
OF his usual reserve.
II hadn't seen the fellow in months
TO speak to until today. He's clever
ltalker and has a taking way with him.
but IL the half | hear is true, he's
going the devils own gait. He's 4
pretty good friend 10 Andy Gilmore,
amt he-that horse-racing. card-play-
/ ing neighbor OF yours He pushed
/ the bills toward North Run them
over. John, and see II | have made
any mistake" He slipped of his
glasses again and fell 10 polishing
them with his handkerchief. Its all
right. John?" he asked at length.
Eyes. quite right thank YOU" And
North produced the bonds from an in
ner pocket OF his coat and handed
them TO Mcbride.
$50 you are going TO get out. OF this
place, John? You're going West, you
say. What will you do there?" asked
the old merchant as he carefully ex-
amined the bonds.
II don't know yet"
I'm trusting you're through with
your folly, John; that your crop Of
wild oats is in the ground. You've
made grand sowing
Il have" answered North, laughing
in spite OF himself
You'll be empty handed I'm think
ing, but for the money you take from
here"
Very nearly so"
How much have you gone through
with. -Iohn. do you-rnind rightly 2 p
Fifteen or twenty thousand dol
lars"
"A nice bit OF money" He shook
his head and chuckled dryly. Its
enough 10 make your father turn in
his grave. He's said to me many a
time when he was bit close in his
dealings with me. I'm saving for my
boy, Archie. Eth? But II amt al.
WAYS three generations from shirt
a short cut of IL! But you're COINS
to do the wise thing, John; you've
been a fool here, now go away and
be a man. Let all deyilishness alone
and work hard that's the antido.e
for idleness, and it's overmuch OF idle
ness that's been your ruin.
II imagine it is, said North cheer
fully.
You'll be making a clever man out
OF yourself, john" Mcbride continued
graciously. Not a flash In the pan
like your friend Marshall Langham
yonder. It's drink will do for him the
same as il did for his grandfather,
+, it's in the blood; but that was before
your time.
Eve heard OF him: remarkably
able lawyer. wasn't heg'
Pooh, You'll hear q plenty or
nonsense talked, and by very sensible
people, too. about most drunken fools!
He was a spender and a prohigate,
was old Marshall Langham; tavern
loafer, but man of parts. Yes, he
had bit Of a brain, when he was
sober and Of a mind 10 use It.
One would scarcely have supposed
that Archibald Mcbride, silent, taci-
turn, money-loving, possessed the
taste for scandal that North knew he
did possess. The old merchant con-
tinued garrulously.
They are a bad lot, John, those
Langhams, but 1t took the smartest
one OF the whole tribe TO get the bet
ter of me. never told you that be-
fore, did I? 1t was old Marshall him
self and he battered me into loaninS
him matter OF a hundred dollars
once: / guess have his note some
where yet. But | swore then I'd have
no more dealings with any OF them,
and I'm likely TO keep my word as
long as keep my senses. It's the
little things that prick the skin: that
make man bitter l suppose the
| Judges boy has had his hand in your
pocket? He looks like a man who'd
| be free enough with another's purse.
But North shook his head.
mo. no, have only myself to
blame" he said.
What do you hear OF his wife?
How's the marriage turning QUIZ and
he shot the young fellow shrewd
Questioning glance.
II know nothing about It, replied
North, coloring slightly.
She'll hardly be publishing 10 the
world that shes married a drunken
profligate--"
This did not seem to North to call
for an answer, and he attempted none.
He turned and moved toward the
front OF the store followed by the old
merchant. At the door he paused.
Thank you for your kindness, Mr.
Mcbride"
1T was no kindness. Just a matter
OF business" said Mcbride hastily.
I'm no philanthropist. John. but just
a plain man OF business who'll drive
n close bargain II he can"
AT any rate, I'm going to thank
you" insisted North. smiling pleas. !
antly. Goodbye" and he extended /
his hand, which the old merchan. |
tuok----
Good by, and good luck TO you.
John, and you might drop me a line |