The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1914-09-25

Sdlu tOuS. fltHltl says Nhihn %
myself we're going TO have the big
gest steel year yet. Moo, | don't
just exactly know him, but | know
people that do.-And Tom Henley's
going to be the biggest steel man in
the business-gets his fifty thousand
Il year already. MacGregor and
Quinby? Oh, they're the richest. They
let the others make the steel while
they make the money. See? Ha! ha.
Tom Henley's the brains of the
Quinby crowd. And he's the ID
est Spectator. Worth his half
million, they say. and amt over thirty
five. :"
And this was the city from another
angle. Tom Henley. evidently, had the
monster well in hand.
The mann had a familiar ring. Mark
drew from his pocket a letter Richard
Courtney had given him that morning.
Upon it was inscribed, To Thomas
Henley. Esquire
He may be willing TO help you
find work" Courtney had said. IF he
remembers me-
Mark regarded the letter thought
fully. He wondered what was in it.
After a moments hesitation he opened
it was unsealed-and read it.
MY Dear Henley" the letter ran,
Il am sending you one who is the
work of my hands. He is a young
man Of parts. good friends as we
say up here in Bethel. with work
Also he has a nose for money They
are qualities for which you. perhaps.
can help him find a market. l
say he is my handiwork; but he is
IA unfinished product. What, l won
der. will the new life that succeeds
me as his mentor make of him? Per
haps | should let him strike out for
Himself and learn at once the ugly
ruelty of the struggle that now seems
o. him SO glorious. But we oldsters
ave the habit of helping youth to the
sugar-plums of which We have learned
he a~fter-taste. And this in
reduction is the last thing | can do
tor u young man who means much to
me-
After many minutes study Mark
came to his decision. He would pre-
sent himself and the letter to Thomas
Henley. He would do it that very
light. He rose from his dinner.
Where" he inquired of the super
cilious clerk, does Thomas Henley
i've | must see him tonight"
The directions brought Mark at
ength into the heart of a small com
nunity from which the city still kept
t a humble distance. Not so the fog
which was no respecter even of gilded
~olonies. From a tall iron fence sloped
1 vide sweeping lawn dotted at exact
intervals with trees and s%hrubbery
And in its center doomed a greal
~hadowy mass, punctured by many
windows shooting broad luminous bars
MO the fog. II was the castle of the
amer.
He proceeded with a holiness proper
o adventures in Eldorado. past tn,
2aiting carriages that lined the gray
cled driveway, to the wide veranda
There he halted. From within cam,
he strains OF music and a gay clamo
# voices. He could not know tina
, ~ this night the tanner gave a feast
formal dedication Of the new castl,
% the entertainment Of his kind. Blu
.. felt the hour to be ill-suited to hi
,Grpose.
d Yet it was effected.
Curiosity to look within carried hin
7 o a window. To his wondering gaz
nfolGed a vista Of Irish point an,
iamask satin, carved mahogany an,
I marble figures, gilt-framed picture
: and silken rugs.
Il And amid this lavish display of beal
les paraded a bevy OF creatures seen
c ng to his excited fancy to hav
: stepped out Of Arabian Nights"
ii Unity" he said, will like that
While he stood there a troop of mel
d garbed in a monotony of black an
White, marched into the room. At tn
anne time voices came from anothe
h. ring of the yeranda.
-e And then he, son of the blacksmit
* ri Bethel, became a spectator at III
sr birth of a project that for a bri,
but brilliant period was to move tn
world to h%osannas!
Henley" said the first voice, dee
vet softly flowing as honey, Il hay
a come to the time OF life when a ma
~ Of sense puts away the lusts of II
flesh
ny is your digestion out OF ORDER" I
ry terrupted the second. sharper, lie
musical and with a sardonic quail
ed that delighted the listener. II motto,
re- you didn't eat much tonight"
ce Ali 1t is more than stomach.
is soul!" the mellow voice flowed c
le- My labors and investments have be,
b. blessed with good fortune. So I a
now able to turn my energies to {
he higher duties, to doing large things t
humanity. And lately my though
re- have dwelt much on-philantbropy a
he paleontology."
ge The speaker. like Brutus, paused I
ng a reply.
os- Mimi! TWO 'p's," 1t came. "Qu.
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