The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1914-04-30

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why didn't you answer my tele.
grams today?'
Because knew you'd come here if
I didn't-and that's what wanted you
to do. wanted to talk to you-right
here, on the ground of "a smashing
opportunity"
Go on, I'm listening"
"Well it's long story"
II dare say
| Bob looked about for some place on
the grounds where they might have
quiet for conversation. There was
none. The factory was locked up the
hotel was impossible, and the house
was in disorder. He knew that only
the ground floor had been occupied
since Broadway's uncle had departed
on the voyage from which he never
would return.
Come and take little stroll with
me-" he finally suggested. mo, don't
let's take the car. l don't want the
man to hear US and want to get you
| into a good humor to hear all about
| it. Wait a minute" He went toward
the house to get his hat, and called
Broadway as he went. "Oh, jackson!
Say Jackson!"
Broadway appeared at the door.
THE guv'nor and l are going for
! little walk. Well be back in few
mi2Ytes:" Z s.
! BE sure you are. We're waiting
dinner for him, and the girls are just
crazy to meet him."
The elder Wallace caught the words.
Instantly he felt that his suspicious
had been justified. Girls! And his
son and the young millionaire there
with them in the millionaire's own
house! "The girls!" he exclaimed
with hearty disapproval.
Wallace laughed at him. ooh, not
what you mean-not what you mean,
guv'nor! Regular girls. Nice people,
You understand"
"Say, Bob, do me favor, will you :?
Show your father the plant while you
are gone," Broadway called after him.
'Im going to-" Then, as Broadway
gazed after them, half worried and half
smiling, he heard Bob explaining
Jonesville to his skeptical and dis.
pleased parent.
| "You see,' he heard, this is the resi-
Dental part of the town. Over there is
the business section"
His, voice trailed off into silence as
they vanished through the gates.
Broadway smiled. Somehow he was
beginning to feel faith in life. For the
first time he was busy with real
| things. The joy of definite effort in
mans work had seized him. He was
surprised to find himself absorbed in
wonder if, perhaps, he might not have
happier life in Jonesville than he had
had in New York city. But he could
not take existence very solemnly! He
felt too good.
"Say, Bob, show him the drug store.
too," he shouted after the departing
pair.
The Judge, who had watched the cpl.
sode with interest from the house win.
dows, came out to Broadway some
what worried. HAS he gone for
good?"
mo; he's coming back"
HE was mad as halter about
something. Did you notice it,"
'Yes; and think l know what It
H."
Something the young fellow did,"
I'm afraid So"
Nothing wrong!"
Il hope not"
The judge spoke with emphasis, and
he thought himself really good Judge
of human nature. "Oh, I'm sure it
can't be-, II l can estimate character,
that young man is incapable of any
thing but good" He looked at Broad.
way almost with fatherly affection.
Hes great friend of yours. my
boy"
Il should say he isl"
Broadway gazed after them, wonder.
ing what all of this would end in. But
he was not greatly worried. Indeed,
he felt singularly light-hearted, and
found it hard to choke back laughter
when he heard the judge expostulat.
ing with his wife, referring to the
early evening hour as if it had been
midnight. Come on, ma" the old man
was arguing, almost pettishly, we've
got to get toward home. It's after
seven o'clock already"
She sighed. She did not wish to 60.
She had never before had an oppor.
tunity to poke around in the great
Jones house, filed with treasures from
far countries, books in foreign Ian
\ guages, family portraits by extraor>
binary painters who could make hu.
man face look like q granite mask,
Rogers statuettes and other objects Of
high art, to say nothing Of ornate and
{! mastodonic articles Of mahogany fur.
niture solid. not veneered, and up.
holstered IN IL very slipperiest hair
4. cloth. n
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