The Washington herald., 1914-07-05
(Copydsht, lsll.)
IKE trees, it is said the human pro-
= duct has to be transplanted to OBJ

Dupiane bore transplanting from tn
lotus land of his Harvard career to thu
shifting sands of the business work
with the usual American -adaptabiiy
True, the young leaves of his sproutint
ambition had been nipped, more thar
once, by the frosts of disappointment
yet sturdy crop of leaves appeared Ger.
tain of developing.
In Billys struggles to fit himself into
his new condition, he had discovered
untapped reservoirs of strength in him.
self. The young man was lowered
with vitality that nourished his am
bilious brain and made of his body an
untiring machine. He was frequently al
work for fifteen hours at a stretch, re-
turning to his garage bedroom dog
tired" for J. P. Wood, having acquired
fresh capital, did not permit the grass
to grow under his feet before extending
his business.
Billy's salary had been raised and
he might have lived in comfort outside
the garage, but he would grant himself
no luxury until he was out of debt. The
sale of his automobiles at Harvard and
the 5000 he had received from his
uncle for his beloved Dartmore still left
on his hands few scattered Liabilities,
which, with his increased wages, he
would very speedily iquidste.
In the garage Billy responded readily
to the name of Blk" for Wood had
carefully explained that the name Du-
plane was too precious in the financial
world to be squandered by man wear
ing overalls. Billy acquiesced, while de-
termining that the next time the Du-
plane name was used by his astute en-
ployer, he would see to whose account
the results would be placed. Which
showed that the young collegian had
''twigged" that it was because of the
nephew of Andrew Duplane that F. F.
Harrison had agreed to finance J. P.
Wood & Co.
One morning there was a general
shift about of the automobiles in the
garage to make room for two Dartmore
cars, one of which was the property of
F. F. Harrison. Billy was superintend-
ing the move when Wood entered.
Clear out those two old wheelbar-
rows!" he called to the men. Then he
turned to Billy. Sell them, Blk" he
said. Get $40 each for them if you
can; anyway, clear them out"
"Right-oT said Billy, and walked
over to the corner the men had dubbed
the garbage heap"
While the men began clearing way
necessary for the removal of the con-
demned cars, Billy studied the automo-
biles themselves. They were both two
seaters and had never been out since
Billy had been in the garage. He
walked round them several times, peered
under them, pulled up the floor and ex-
amined the gear, and then began a care
full search for the makers name, but he
found nothing to indicate who had made
the cars. Standing up, he called out to
one of the men:
Il say, who made these cars"
Cant say, sir" replied the man near
est him. They've been in here a long
time"
Billy sought Wood in his Office
Can you tell me VINO made those
autos in the corner we're turning out?"
Wood was at his desk, poring over
accounts. He looked up impatiently, and
to any other employe he would have re-
turned ready answer, notable only for
its terseness. However, question from
Andrew Duplane's nephew made him
pause before speaking
Il did know who made them," he said,
but blamed if haven't forgotten. They
were brought here to see if l couldn't
populsriZe them as cheap runabouts,
out my business doesn't lie with people
who want to look cheap. Why do you
ask about them?"
Billy's honesty almost got the better
Of him, but he choked it back, growing
rather red in the face in his effort to
DO so.
4 thought might be able to make a
better sale if l was able to say who
made them" he lied, slowly and delib-
.rately.
well, I can't tell you" said Wood,
turning TO his desk again.
I'D like to take one of them out,
Billy announced. 81 think l know a
place where they might be sold"
"All right" returned Wood, with an
lir of "don't-bother-me" in the shrug of
lis shoulders. Suddenly, however, he
wheeled round in his Office chair, and
iaid, firmly enough:
You know, Blk, how busy we are
10 don't go careering all over CIeve-
and"
81 shall not be long away, Mr. Wood"
Billy replied coolly, as he turned away,
for he knew when his employer ad-
dressed him as Blk when they were
lone he meant Andrew Duplane's
nephew not to forget he was a wage
.arner, to whom he, Wood, paid good
money.
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