The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1914-10-30

would be perfectly great Of You tc
stand by and protect the people of this
/ little town, You've a chance TO dc
something very, very bis--a really
wonderful thing, | hope you'll do it,
He shook his head, but not emphat-
ically.
And believe YOU will" she added
and then her smile returned.
Il must run along. now. You'd bet
ter come to the office tomorrow, as
early as possible. There's a great deal
to be done and so many things to be
. explained. I'll expect you at ten in
the morning, shall II"
Can make it quarter past?"
"Very well" She turned away, but
as she picked Up little shopping bag
with which she had been armed when
she came in, she evidently was re-
minded Of something, for she began to
tumble in 1t. Presently she found
what she was seeking, and produced a
small tin box. round and highly deco
rated she handed it to Broadway,
who received it as II it had been some
thing of high value.
This is our latest" she explained.
Il don't think you've seen them. Jones
Pepsin Waters. Good night, Mr. Jones.
Dazed and with the box held loosely
in his hand, he gazed at her retreating
back. Good night - err er - Miss
Richards"
After she had gone, while Broadway
| stood gazing after her, the box Of
Pepsin Waters still held loosely in
his hand, the judge said cheerfully:
She's a nice girl, isn't she?"
is she?"
We'll, how did she strike you?"
"An awful blow"
"An awful blow?"
Broadway caught himself. He real
! ized that such talk would not do He
| tried to dodge the inference. No. no,
he protested. Il mean her eyes, Hel
eyes are awful blue"
| The judge smiled satisfedly "Ev
eryone in this town is just mad about
| her"
They ought to be-" said Jackson
Have another cigar" the judge sug
gested fervently.
This brought Broadway to hi:
senses. Those cigars. NO, thanh
you. I've got some gum here. Bu
| wouldn't mind having another glass
OF lemonade"
The Judge was pleased "Why, Ger
tainly. my boy. III go and get it my
| self"
Broadway spoke up hurriedly. "No
don't do that. Ask Mrs. Spotswood tC
make it for me, won't you?"
Sure" said the genial Judge. "AnJ
I'll tell her that you asked me to. itl
tickle her to death"
At this point Wallace returned. n,
went to Broadway with his business
air exceedingly in evidence.
Say" he said earnestly, 1--WE got ;
real knockout surprise for you, young
| fellow Pembroke was waiting at the
Office of the hotel. That was his MAJ
he sent here. He knew we were leav
| ing New York before we started. III
was telephoned to from the Grand Cen
trail station That's how skilfully they
work in these mad days Of frenzie,
finance.
He didn't wait to take a train-hC
came by motor. And just to show yol
what a smart little fellow you are foI
wanting to close at their price a
noon today, |, who represented my
self as Henry Wilson, your secretary
have given them till eleven o'clock to
morrow to close the deal at fifteel
hundred II ousand dollars.
| He's burning up every telegraph
and telephone wire between here ant
Cleveland right now, and, unless
| miss my guess, I'm making YOU richie
| by several hundred thousand dollars
just proving to you the value OF pa
tience. Fifteen hundred thousand dol
lars. A million and half"
| He had been leaning tensely forward
in his chair. Now he cast himsel
backward in an attitude of satisfied
ease
What do you think of that?" h,
asked.
Bob" said Broadway Slowly, "
can't sell this plant"
| You can't" II was an exclamation
OF amazement.
you don't know" said Broadway
| dreamily You haven't heard. Now
just think Of what I'd be selling. Here.
the thing my grandfather worked fol
and handed down to my father; ant
the thing my father worked for anc
handed down to me; and It's the thing
that should work for and hand dowr
to my children, and then to theirs. ant
SO on and SO on.
Wallace looked at him with incredu
lity too great, at flrst, for word:
When they finally came they were ex
plosive. Say" he cried. What the
his the matter with you?"