The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1914-04-01
WITH PHOTOGRAPHS
FROM SCENES IN THE PLAY

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| gum that the Consolidated puts up
against the public as just as good as
that my ancestors made famous. I
see-"
For heavens sake, shut up! You'll
see snakes If this keeps on. That lem
onade that Mrs. Spotswood gave you
has gone to your empty head"
1T was not the lemonade that Mrs.
Spotswood gave me, it vas the touch
ing line Of talk that-er-that Josie
Richards gave me-" He paused while
Wallace waited with his jaw loose
on it's hinges. "Say, Bob, isn't she a
queen"
$50 that's it?'
But he made no further protests. He
was a level-headed youth, was this
young advertising man. He knew as
well as anyone that if the trust feared
and wished to purchase the Jones
gum It could be but because the trust
knew that the Jones gum was a dam
gerous competitor. If, managed IS 1t
had been, u~nadvertised, it had been a
dangerous competitor to the trust,
then 1t was worth ha ving-emphatical.
ly worth keeping. ,-. ..
And some day Broadway must do
something. He could not forever play
the idler on the Great White Way,
even if his millions were unnumbersd.
It was no life for an actual man, and
Bob was sure that hidden somewhere
In his friend were the true elements
of worthy manhood. Nothing had oc
Cured to bring them out, that was all.
He thought they might be coming now.
Reaching the hotel, they found the
place in utter darkness. Not a light,
even turned down for the night, was
visible at any window; not a sound Of
life came from tho building Ave q
rhythmic cadence of some sleeper soft
ly saving wood with a dull saw
1.-THE clerks asleep" said Bob.
"How do you know that Is the
clerk? ?" asked Broadway, listening crit,
ically to the snore. ..
81 heard him singing when I first
got here, and now I recognize the
voice. He held the tune a little bet
ter, then, that's all" d.
Have we got to wake him up"
"Sure! Why, it's after eleven
o'clock" =
Nothing but the thought Of Josie
Richards eyes could have kept Broad
$780, - tho& {n1fo~& PrN~ no cf{nO oil
his worthy resolutions to the winds,
selling to the trust and searching out
a Bible upon which to swear that he
never again would set foot in Jones'
Vile. But he did remember Josie's
eyes, and so began to hammer on the
door.
After q quarter Of an hour Of steady
hammering, some shouting and a little
whistling, he was rewarded by a sleepy
and ill-tempered voice from a slowly
opened window.
Heavens! Was his window closed!
And yet that snore got out to u.s."
TT sawed its way out" Bob suggest
ed.
Well, what ye want? the angry
voice inquired.
Want to get In" ~
"At this time the night?"
Sure. It's always night before we
ever want to 90 to bed"
well the Grand hotel, it don't think
much Of folks that stays out all night
long, I'll tell you that" the clerk ex.
claimed, as he came down in bright.
red fannels (and not much of that to
let them in.
Gall night long!" -
Amt 1t a quarter after ~'leven"
After telephoning Rankin (much to
the clerks disgust) to hurry to Con-
necticut by the first train ID the morn
ing, with well-packed bags, the two
friends crept upstairs. abashed.
The clerk scorned such a mental
service as attending them, and, in the
excitement left from the rebuke he had
received, Wallace stumbled into the
wrong room. All doors were partly
open, for the night was warm, and no
one feared the midnight interloper.
there In innocent and simple Jones.
Vile.
Fortunately the moonlight fell upon
the bed, and warned him, otherwise
there might have been a scandal in
Gum Village, in which case the COM
plainant Che felt certain from that hur-
ried glimpse) would have been a sylph
of close upon two hundred and fifty
pounds.
CTO BE C~oNTINUED.)