Rocky Ford enterprise., 1913-01-17

~ olu tflenQ OF her mother, VINO nus ieAt
nsr property. There she Is accosted py
stranger, who follows her to the auto
climbs In and chloroforms her.
CHAPTER iI.-contlnued.
So he remembered Clara Van
Camps advice. wrote the whole story
to Aleck, and cast about for the one
successful business chance in the four
thousand nine hundred and ninety
nine bad ones-as the statistics
have it.
He actually found It in shoes. Foot
ball muscle and grit went into the !oo
of putting superior shoe on INFERIOR
foot. II necessary7-at least on some
foot He got chance to try his pow
ers in the home branch Of a manu-
featuring house, and made gooo.
When he came to fill position where
there was opportunity to try new
ideas, he tried them. He Inspected
tanneries and stockyards. He got COM
posite measurements of oil the rect
In all the women's colleges In the
year ninety-seven. he drilled statesmen
and opened a night school for the
buttonhole-makers. he made scientihc
study of heels, and he invented an
artstocratic arch and put 1t on the
market.
The family joked about his doings
as the harmless experiments OF live
ly boy, but presently they began to
enjoy his income. Through 1t all they
were affectionate and kind. with the
matter-of.course fondness which
tamily gives to the members that
lakes the part of useful drudge. John,
Nhe pet of the parents, married. ana
had his own eyes opened, It is 10
be supposed Donald. the genius. had
1ust arrived. after a dozen years or
so, at the stage where he was men-
toned now and then in the literary
Journals. But Jim stuck to shoes
and kept the family on fair tide OF
modest prosperity.
Once, In the years Of Jim's appren-
ticeship to life. there came over him
a At of soul-sickness that nearly
proved his ruin.
II can't stand this" he wrote to
Aleck Van Camp; Its too hard and
dry and sordid for any man that's
got a soul. It isn't the grind / mind,
though that is bar enough: 1t Is the
Commercial Idea that eats into n
mans innards. He forgets there are
things that money can't buy. and In
his heart he grows contemptuous OF
anything to be had without money
and without price He can't help It.
II he Is thinking of trade nine-tenths
Of the time, his mind gets set that
way. I'm ready any minute to jump
the fence, like fathers old colt up
on the farm. I'm not a snob. but
recognize now that there was some
reason for all our old Hambleton an
cestors being SO flnicky about trade.
DO you remember how we used to
talk. when we were kiddies. about
keeping our ideals? Well. believe
. I'm bankrupt, Aleck, In my account
with ideals. don't want to howl. and
these remarks don't go with anybody
else, but can say to you. want them
back again."
Aleck did as a kiddie should do.
writing much advice on long sheets of
paper, and illustrating his points
richly, like a good Scotchman, with
later he contrived to have work to
do In Boston. so that he could go out
to Lynn and look up Jimmy's case
he even u0Flb6u CuTe ny CTSdtlnB,
in his mind, an office in the biological
world which was to be offered to
James on the ground that science
needed Just his abilities and training.
But when Aleck arrived in Lynn he
found that Jim. in some fashion or
other, had found a cure for himself.
He was deeper than ever in the busI-
ness, and yet. in some spiritual sense.
he had found himself. He had cap
tured his ideal again and yoked It to
duty-which is a great feat.
After twelve years of ferocious la
Dor, with no vacations to speak of.
James mind took turn for the worse.
Physically he was as sound as q bell.
though of lath-like thinness; but an
affervescing in his blood lured his
mind away from the study of lasts and
accounts and Partisan models and
sent 1t careering. like Satan. up and
down the earth. Romance, which had
been drugged during the transition
from youth to manhood. awoke and
coaxed for its rights. and whispered
temptingly in an ear not yet dulled to
its voice. Freedom, open spaces,
laughter, the fresh sweep OF the wind.
the high buccaneering piracy of life
and joy-these things beglamoured
his senses.
So one day he locked his desk with
a final click The business was in !