Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1914-05-14

ident of the bank. The man seemed
rather serious-minded. although on
that previous occasion when he had
marked the beginning OF their &C.
quaintance, when Broadway had gone
to open his account with Just two
hundred thousand dollars, lie had been
geniality itself
Il merely wished to have little
talk with you-er-Mr. Jones'" said he.
You know your balance is-er--run-
ming rather low"
rs what?" sid Broadway, in amaze
ment.
lis running rather low"
you don't mean that I've"
You've drawn rather heavily
against It,"
But it was strong enough to stand
a terrible strain"
Not quite strong enough to stand
without protest the strain to which
you have subjected it. Mr.. Jonen. It's
not exhausted, but it's"
Getting tired?" Broadway himself
supplied the words.
About that You have. not been
having It written up, you know; !
thought perhaps you didn't realize the
figures. I've had them all made out
for you"
Broadway took one swift look at
them. then sank back in his chair and
took a longer look at them. well. I'll
be --!" he ventured.
II was afraid you'd feel that way.
| only thought you ought to have
hint of just how things are running
Young men lose track Of things some
times. I've known II to occur before"
Jackson scarcely saw Broadway
when he went out OF the gray build
Ing. and 1t was the first time he had
ever trodden Broadway without see
ing and admiring 1t.
Hello. Broadway" cried a merry
voice from Just beyond the curb. 1t
was blonde voice. and issued from a
natty little motor car with a sedan
chair top. Broadway had bought that
motor car and given It to the blonde
voice. Let me put you down some
where?'
I'm not feeling very fit. You might
take me to the morgue."
Jump In: well make II the Knick-
erbocker."
But the Knickerbocker had no
charms for Broadway at that mo-
ment He made his stay as brief az
possible in the bright restaurant.
'Dollie, darling" he said gloomily.
81 don't need restaurant, today;
peed a hospital. How would you like
me. Dollie, honestly, If ] was broker"
You? Broker" She laughed.
NO; seriously. How would you like
mer
TITS nonsense. but you know what
Stanley does to broken disAss.-
The ash can. EhT
1T wouldn't be. for you. OF course;
but-what's the use OF being Mr..
Grump? Brace up? Come on up to
Churchilrs and well drinky-drink II
outy-out."
But Broadway would have none Of
such plan as that. He went to his
apartment, and. rummaging In every
drawer and pocket. collected every
bill which he could find. There were
hundred OF them, ranging In all
sorts of figures and for all sorts Of
articles, from diamonds to gasoline,
from charity to faro. The arrival OF
the sympathetic Rankin, who believed
his master had a headache, with a
note from Mrs. Gerard, interrupted the
hnnEEnataip0 xyht0h fAr flrok
in his life. Broadway had begun. II
had not been encouraging as far az
he had gone.
He read the note and found 1t TO be
m invitation. Deciding to accept 1t,
he decided. also, that 1t must be the
last one Of the sort he must accept.
1t had become intensely plain to him
that now had come the time when he
must cease his gaieties and and more
money.
He was a gloomy figure at the feast
that night. and his gloom grew with
every aged smile which Mrs. Gerard
cast in his direction. II was plain
enough to him, to everyone. that this
exceedingly rich lady. of uncertain age,
regarded him with very friendly eyes.
She even sometimes called him Jack
SON." After the dinner he took Robert
downtown with him in his
sixty horsepower touring car.
Mrs. Gerard" he ventured. seems
a well-preserved old--er--I mean that
she seems well preserved"
well canned. you mean" said Wal
lace. But too much chemical preserv-
alive In females Is as dangerous as
It is In food. How did We happen to
go there tonight? You roped me into
that. Broadway. You didn't tell me
where you meant to take me. You
merely said we'd go to dinnN with
some friends OF yours"
Well. she's friend of m.