Pocahontas star herald., 1914-03-13

by herself. or to the assembled multi
tude OF the mills employees. but be was
certain it was great.
Having written Il he spent another
hour In carefully committing Il TO
memory Tor 30 he fondly thoughD and
then got into bed.
An hour later he tried TO sleep the
night out sitting up for the bed Was
euch as he had never even read about
When. az last. he fell into a posture
less suggestive OF repose On garden
rakes and hose than any other had
been. he dreamed horrid drearno OF
broken-hearted villagers. starving in
the streets OF Jonesville In such ter
rible profusion that the newspapers re-
ferred TO II as Bonneville" and de-
clared that he had proved to be the
chief industrial pirate OF his day. ruin.
ing. In the fourth generation. n fine
family name which had. for three.
stood for probity. humanity. Industry
and the best chewing gum OF all.
lie suffered terribly as he imagined
these grim things and dozen times
was attacked by reporters who became
so incensed as they wrote their stories
of his villainy that they Etrove 10 stab
him with their lead pencils: hun
dred times was set upon by famishing
villagers who wished TO pick bis ribs
with fanglIke teeth: thousand times
found himself stark and shivering be
fore the bar OF justice In a chilly
stretch Of space, where the specters OF
all worthy Joneses OF the past con-
fronted him with slim. accusing I'M
gers. pointed straight at his terror
stricken stomach.
The dreams we're not true night
mares. though. for-at the supreme in
slant of each period OF peril a white
angel foated to him, rescuing him
from that which threatened him. And
this white angel graceful, large-eyed'
smiling and benehcent was always
Josie Richards. AS soon as she had
rescued him each time, he spoke his
speech to her. and she wept on his
shoulder.
The result OF such a night Of agony
was. naturally, that they slept later
in the morning than was the Jonesville
custom. When half past eight arrived
and they had not appeared, the wife
OF the proprietor sent him upstairs to
see II they had not decamped without
paying for their rooms. or II, per-
chance, they had not come there sui
cidally inclined.
she crept up behind her liege lord
fearfully, and peeped across his shout
der as he opened each unlocked door
in turn. Finding that they we're but
peacefully asleep. she was both
shocked at such unheard-of incidence
ard cheated at the lack Of tragedy, SO
she snorted, "Scandalousl" as she
crashed down each step.
She was a very solid woman, widely
built. Wallace had noticed that the
night before when he had peeped In
through the door, Had she been aware
OF that terrific episode, she would have
cCitdIuti ioI lut Nilldbt eoh'NN|'N 49,
had him locked up in the calaboose.
Broadway had his high triumphant
moment when II became apparent that
Wallace would OF necessity 90 to the
village barber shop. Having come
away in fight from Mrs. Gerard with
out bags or luggage Of whatever kind
he had no razor. with him.
MY whiskers are so whltish that
they will not begin TO show until the
afternoon Broadway exulted. by
that time Rankin will be here with
bags"
"G'l wait for him. won't see any
You'll be sure to see the judgs
daughter. All the Jonesyille girls tnat
work at the gum factory get up at SIX
o'clock. The idle, aristoeratic class
like Clara, stay in bed till seveS'
well. where is it, them said Wai-
lace In an evil temper.
What? The village barber shop
Next door" Broadway wrung MS
hand. "Good-by old chap; good-by.
III"