The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1914-02-14

ACSS as ne CHdHCOQ 10 pass INTO Tic 4
radius of one or the other Of the cars
headlights
81 think he's absolutely too hand
some!" Clara whispered cautiously.
I've always thought So Josie an
swered
ooh, silly! 1 mean young Mr.. Wal
lace. And Roberts such sweet
name. It's almost the same as Robin
Robin Adair, you know? Howsshe
must have loved him."
Robert or Robin?" Josie asked.
Robin, of course. She sang the
song about him. But Roberts just as
pretty, and it doesn't make you think
CT birds and worms"
Josie burst into partially sti1ed tit
ters, and her friend grasped her arm
in giggling wrath to force her into a
| wild scamper down the dusky, fragrant
village street. When they had once
! more fallen to walk, Josie remarked,
unwittingly:
you're very silly. He's not half as
| good looking as Jackson, and you know
| it. Only we see Jackson every day,
and"
"O-h-h-h!" said Clara 'T've suspect
| ed that for a long time!"
Suspected what? Keep quiet!"
were the contradictory remarks of her
best friend. Then: And I'm going to
be so lonely after he has gone! I'd like
TO cry. 1 almost did. Think Of all the
! girls he'll meet there in the city, Oh,
I hate New York;
You've never been there"
NO. But I've heard about the girls
IL
| tails. And I hate that street he's al
ways talking of-Broadway! Then.
| suddenly, and, to the amazement of her
| friend, who instantly was filed, how
ever, with perfect understanding
Josie burst into tears, and, with
| quick Good night" rushed toward
| her home.
Before they parted the city youth
gave Broadway his card.
You've been very nice, old chap.
| Come to see mo when you strike New
| York"
Its absolutely certain-and I'm
coming in q year"
To his amazement, the events of this
extraordinary night had not yet ceased
| for Broadway Jones. He walked down
the street toward home. filled with
| longing for the years end, and found
Sammy, Clara's small brother, asleep
upon his doorstep.
Hi, Sammy" he cried, shaking a
| fat shoulder.
'Yes-sir; I'm goin,-to-be-like
- the boy began before he was en-
| tirely awake.
4 know, like Rip Van Wrinkle But
he didn't take his nap upon doorstep
Why aren't you at home, in bed?"
Sammy rubbed his eyes. With mad
dening elaboration he informed Broad
way that the judge had sent him, with
instructions to ind Broadway and tell
him he wished to see him. &He-said
I-it-didn zneke-no- difference =
how-Iate"
What! As near midnight as this
Child, it's almost ten o'clock. All
JonesvilIe IS asleep
'.He-says-f -you-to-co1ne. I'm
l-goin'.''
Whereupon he went
Jackson followed speedily. Such a
summons from the judge at such an
hour must bode something cata-
ciysnic.
He found worried Judge pacing I'D
and down his Office floor
| In the Office. at this hour. You real
y want to see me, judge?"
Yes" said the old man firmly. Eve
! determined that I viii not be party
to deception
Who's been deceived, iudge?"
Jackson, your fathers will gives
you his fortune when you're twenty
one, not when you're twenty-five. Your
uncle wished to keep it from you / do
not think You ought to have it now,
but you're entitled to it,
Broadway gazed with dropped jaw.
Judge, I'm getting all mixed up. You
say l get it when I'm twenty one +?
t Why, I'm twenty-one already"
I know You are. l know you are
never saw the document until today
1t was drawn up by Boston lawyers
And at first l thought I'd do exactly as
your uncle asked-let you think it was
as he had said it was. But I've thought
it over and it seems to me you'd ought
| to know"
Broadway merely stood and stared.
Your uncle thought that he was
acting for the best. the Judge insisted
He's been hoping you would settle
down. When you didn't, he thought
he'd steal year from you. and give
you one more chance. When he teld
me this tonight, told him that I didn't
think it was just right; and-ffnally-
| well, YOU know it all now
Broadway found the power of
| speech. Good old judge!"
Then you're not angry
| I'm too happy to be angry. Got a
| time table about you?"
jackson. Jonesyille vas named aft
er your ancestors
We'll. I don't like to live IN It.
know a chap named Bright. Very ike
| ly Bright's disease was named after
his ancestor. but presume he doesn't
SAINT TO dice it Judge, JonesviIIe is
an aIlment