The Huttig news., 1914-03-07

we nhd ESdu HI tne NeN fcfE Herald about his going to get marrieG9"
 Yes; l asked him about that"
 What did he sav?'
 Well, he started to sar eorpothiae but bis friend broke in and told me not to believe everything I read in the New York papers. Broadway didn't have much to say. His friend did most of the talking
 Who is he?''
 Names Wallace. He eeems to he right nice chap. Wide awake, all right. l tried to pump him about what Broadway means to do with the gum plant, but be didn't seem inclined to talk about it, so dropped it. I'm wor. rfed about the matter, mon.''
 She sighed. "f guess everyone in town is. Would the trust close the plant if they should buy it?' Why, Of course They don't eara for those old shacks and their ua- Ghinery. What they're after is tho formula aud trademark They do their manufacturing out in Oeio. Where's Clara"
 I'll have Sammy find her. He'll he f through supper in a quarter of an hour
 But Sammy entered al the moment
 T want YOU to so find Clara and tell her to come home. l think she's at Josie Richards
 Clara houndod in immediately. Sam lad found her in tho hamUeck Sho had developed wonderfully since the days when Broadway had taught her new dance steps in the old power house.
 Sam said you wanted something, pa
 Yes, want you 10 be here this exe. hing. And now won't you run over 10 Josie Richards house and tell her I want to see her tonight about some thing very important"
 OH want to see her here ?'
 Yes. Tell her it's something abont the plant. Did your mother tell yoa who's in town?"
 No. Who?"
 '"fhe new owner. The young man himself Remember hime He's been away five years"
 Remember him! When did he get here?"
 "On the five-ffty. Don't tell it to anyone but Josie. and tell her to keen It quiet. He doesn't want anybody to l know it''
 Clara nodded, but her face was l flushed. T understand, pa. Shall tell her that he'll he here st the bouse?'
 |
 Yes; and tell her he'll likely want to know all about how things stand
 "1'n hurry" She starred rapidly away, but footstep on the creaking porch outside arrested her. she paused in an intense excitement.
 T guess that's him now her ia. ther exclaimed. listening intently.
 Hi let him in, pa
 Half elated and half friehteDed. she hurried to the little entrance hall and opened the front door, A Whir of cigarette smoke, very different from any which the Jonestiile boys emitted, caressed her nostrils as the door swung open, aud in the soft glealn of the evening she saw two waiting fig ures
 Is Judge Spotswood at home asked one of them.
 Yes. sir; he's waiting for you. Don't you recognize me, NIT. Jones?'
 Broadway stepped with her into the lighted entry. Why he said. as- tonished. as he looked at her ievelon. ing beauty, you're not Clara, ara you?"
 She could feel the admiration fin ,iia ! tone, rather than see it on his face. for she could not look up. "Of course l am."
 Well, what do you think Of thatl 4oure--yerF diferent--whv, you wsre little girl last tine I SAW yon!" Iia l pulled Wallace forward by the arm, This Is my friend. MT. Wallace. Bob. this is the judges daughter. Misa 1 Spotswood'
 Now, she could see her ela frferd,a friend more clearly. Instantly she de- ! clded that he was the bandsoness af living men. She had heen genuinely glad 10 see Broadway. Now. irnmedi- 1 ateiy, she forgot that he existed.
 I'm going to get Josie" she ex- claimed and fed into the night.
 By heck. Broadway" Wallace com mented. There's pretty country girl, l didn't know they did it in such detail in the rural districts"
 The judge came to them with hearty handciasp. Welcome to this house again, my hoy,'' said he. eIts been long time since you hare seen this room. Not changed much. eh? We i don't change much in Jonesville.r He waved his hand toward Mrs. Spots- wood, who was sitting in Rufter of expectancy, but would not rise because it seemed more elegant to remain seat. ed. Remember that lady ?"
 Broadway hurried toward her. TT l should say I do. Hello, Mrs. Spots- wood; I'm awfully glad to see you again.
 1 Now she could rise with full pro nriety. and did so. taking his hand cor. ] dially. Well, well, Rroadray. it. l doesn't seem possible that it's you.'' i Smiling in an unfelgnea joy st seei-g