The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1914-03-13
BROADWAY JONES -

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| differently, grandly, ''ner no soap, ner
| towels, ner pitchers. ner no bowls,
ner nothin'.' He turned away.
But where's the key"
"Ain't no key. We're honest folks
in Jonesville. I'm goiu' out
But where are the rooms"'
Head tn stairs One and two. They
amt no others" With no further
| words he went his way.
My God. Bob" said Broadway, ap-
proac:a1ng him appealingly, you're not
going to make me live here, are your
Yes; but I'm going to build new
! hotel here" Wallace answered.
The judge hovered close to Broad
way. 81 wish you'd come up to the
house to supper
Not tonight, judge, thanks"
NO" he granted sympathetically. Il
suppose you want a rest. Tired after
| four hours on the train, of course. Cad,
it's quite journey! How're you been,
Broadway" The Judge pronounced IT,
beam" as if it came in pods.
"Oh. so, SO, judge
Busy, l suppose, down to New
York.
Yes; busy every minute-night and
day"
"Uh-huh, l s'pose so. What did you
say the business was you've been fol-
lowin'?"
Wallace answered before Broadway
had chance. Liquor business, prin-
! cipally," he said tersely.
"Broadway's eyes flashed toward
him a lightning glance of sheer male
violence, which his caught without a
sign of anything but high amusement.
"Yes-er-judge," said Broadway. II
have invested quite lot of money in
the liquor business
Well" said the cautious Judge, anx-
ious not to hurt his feelings, and, in
his heart. not shocked, somebody's
got to sell it. And suppose it was
the wholesale business you were in
That's always thought respectable"
You bet it was the wholesale bust
ness" Wallace broke in cheerily.
Broadway began to feel intense dis
taste for the alertness of successful
business men. They took a fellow up
and make a monkey of him before he
had a chance to think. This whole trip
to Jonesville-
Judge said the energetic advertis-
ing agent, maybe you would like a
little nip"
MY boy" the Judge replied in
mournful tones, you can't get it here
at this hotel 1t amt been to be had
here since the Episcopalian that once
odist.'
Tive" Broadway began.
i've got some in my pocket" said
Wallace, interrupting.
Now, Bob" Broadway began to
protest, but the Judge himself did not
permit him to complete his sentence.
'I could show you to your room," he
said, being as the clerks gone out"
by all means. We"
"Er no." the Judge said sadly.
'Twou1dn't really do. My wife"
Jackson was looking round him for
his bag. Rankin always Suddenly he
remembered that he did not have his
bag. They had fed without 1t as they
lodged Mrs. Gerard. He gnashed his
teeth at Wallace,
But, even though the liquor question
was in no way settled at the session,
the Judge stayed a little while to gos-
sip, principally making inquiries about
the story which had been prominently
printed in the local papers that Broad
| way was to marry rich widow.
Wallace took command here, too,
with lightning-liks celebrity. Judge
said he with gravity, "if every widow
| in New York who has confided to the
newspapers that she would like to
marry Mr.. Jones had married him he'd
| be a modern Mormon
Yves, 1 suppose so-wfth the pros
poets of this business here in Jones'
vile and big wholesale liquor busi-
ness of his own there in the city. |
| bet they have been after him. But
must go. You'll be up after supper?'
"Very soon, if supper's what I think
it will be-" Broadway answered
curiosity when her husband arrived at
home.
"Why didn't you bring him here to
supper" she inquired.
well, mother, you know they've
| been on a railroad train four hours. |
guess they're pretty tired. They'll get
supper at the hotel" He laughed.
Mr.. Wallace, he's with Broadway,
| asked to have it served up in their
| rooms, and Gilroy. the hotel clerk,
asked him if they wanted he should
| feed it to them" His laughter became
violent. You know Gilroy's very
| witty
How does Broadway look?'
"Ten years older. My, how that boy
has changed"
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