Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-01-20

portrait of the dead gum magnate. 1T
was made ten years ago." he said, in
explanation.
But he didp't change much in his
last ten years." said Mrs. Spotswood.
No: you bet he didn't" Broadway
acknowledged bitterly.
rs Dave in the kitchen, mom?" the
judge inquired, as Mrs. Spotswood
started for the lemonade.
yes"
He went to her confldentially, hand
Ing her coin, as soon as he was sure
that Broadway and his friend were lost
In contemplation of the portrait Give
him this quarter then" he whispered,
and tell him to go over to the drug
store and get six good cigars for me-"
Though this was mad extravaganza,
she countenanced 1t upon this great oc.
casion. "I'll tell him right away" she
promised, and the Judge smiled at her
She always rose to great occasions.
Didn't remember Clara, did you
when she went to the door?" he genial.
ly inquired of Broadway.
No; l didn't" he admitted. She's
quite lady now, isn't she?"
Nineteen, near twenty"
She's a mighty pretty girl, judge"
wallace commented, with fervor.
We'll, we're proud of her." The
Judge made a gesture as if warning
them to listen carefully, and then
dropped his voice, almost to whisper
This was the homecoming of Jones
and this was Jonesville. 1t should, he
held, be celebrated in something
stronger than lemonade. With an eve
upon the door, he pulled a flask out OF
MIS- pocket, Il thought maybe YOU
boys would like little drop of some.
thing, SO l brought home this flask,
can't l fix you up drink, Broadway
jackson guessed its quality, and
though his system yearned for alco,
hol, rejected the mere thought. mot
now, thanks"
Mr.. Wallace?"
Taking his cue from Jackson, Wal
lace shook his head "A little later
judge"
The judge put the flask back in his
pocket. well, don't say anything
about 1t. Mrs. Spotswood would raise
thunder if she thought brought 1t in
the house. She's an awful temperance
crank"
Not word from me, judge" Broad
way assured him.
Nor from me-" said Wallace.
They were wondering why he did
not begin to discuss business, bu. he
soon explained. Wait till you see
Sammy, you won't know him. he be-
gan. beaming upon Broadway. Hell
be here directly. l sent him to the Of
fee for some papers. | want you to
see copy of that will"
Yes; I'd like to, just as soon as DOS
sible," Broadway admitted.
The judge turned to Wallace. 'You
knew very few people imagined thai
this boy would come in for it all?"
L can't understand it myself" said
Broadway. .+-
"Of course I knew" said the Judge
complacently.
But l alwaysNsupposed, Judge, that
the old gentleman hated me-"
mo, street" exclaimed the Judge
OF course he didn't like the idea O,
your going to New York as soon as YOU
grew up and not taking hold of the
business as your father had. But he
never would have bought you out II
he'd not been afraid you'd sell to some
one else.
I know. I was in his confidence
after you went away. He didn't want
you to go to New York because he
didn't understand you. He never had
the least idea that you'd take up the
Wholesale liquor business down there
or take up any other business for that
matter. He feared you'd go squander.
ing your money. s. t,f
Il wish he had known the truth be,
fore he died! But he was really very
fond OF you, though he didn't always
show 1t in a way you recognized, per
haps. Naturally he would be: never
married: no children of his own.
ITO Be Continued
MARE CHOKED TO DEATH