Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-04-17
WITH PHOTOGRAPHS
FROM. SCENES IN THE PLAY

ruefully. Jackson Jones amused him.
always; to come extent he could sym
pathixe with his revolt against Jones.
Vile. He himself had revolted against
J~onesville In his youth. but there had
been no fortune coming to him with
the arrival Of his manhood to release
him from the hated village, And, be-
sides, he was uncomfortable tonight,
He wondered II he ought to tell Broad
way what he had learned.
will you consider me your law
yer?" the Judge asked.
Consider you my lawyer, Judge? OF
course you are my lawyer. Weren't
you my fathers lawyer"
Not always: l did not draw his
will, for instance. And in other things
your uncle-well, II your father had
but listened. as l hope you'n listen. his
brother Abner never would have"
Sure! know. And you've already
been my lawyer. Didn't you get me
out OF Jail there In New Haven? Imag'
inc being locked up in New Haven!
And I'd only dropped q melon from the
window. II the chief Of police hap
pened to be going by. was that my
fault? I'd have eaten the melon II u
hadn't been 10 spoiled. And still they
locked me up! They made q criminal
Of mel It's bad enough to be a Grim
inal, but to be a criminal imprisoned
In New Haven-heavens! Suppose Q
mai should be locked up in Jonesville!
Why, he'd die Of shame"
wei. II you accept me as your law
yer, when your uncle asks you to sol
out your interest in the Jones Gun
company you will refuse. When yor
do that, he'll try to bind you not tt
sell out to the trust as long as yot
both live. l hope you'll never cell on
to the trust, but don't sign any pa
pers, Jackson, although you knov
what the trust purchase Of the factor!
would mean to Jonesville-and to al
Of U.s."
"Tll not sell out to the trust. judge
but II my uncle"
He'll not offer you a fair price. Hell
want to get a bargain. And remem
Der that the company viii get riche
every year"
But the trust may bust It."
IT hope you'll take that chance, m.
boy, rather than ever be a party Il
running the old home town."
"All right. Judge. | won't sell o
Uncle Abner-anyway, just now.
won't need the money. There's enoug'
coming to me to keep me busy for
while"
jackson. I wish you might feel dill
ferently about the starting OF your If
as a grown man. II you could cult
vate a feeling Of responsibility
TT bores me. I could never evel
spell it."
I'm afraid 1t does. jackson. an
that worries me. But"
You'll come to New York, some
time, and-and-"
jackson, I'm afraid | shall.
"And keep 1t secret that were eithe
one Of us from Jonesville."
Jackson" said the Judge. reprovine
lyj you'd better get along towar'
home. And don't think too much abou
those lights. Broadway. like ever
other street, is safer in the daytime
before the lights are it,"
THE lights are Broadways eyes.
said the young man. Until they'r
lighted, Broadway ID asleep. and yo'
see only men and women on It."
And what do you see later"
you can search me for the name
But they're several degrees beyon
mere men and women"
After he had left the Judge. Jackso'
found II quite impossible to go sedatt
ly home, as he might possibly hav
done on almost any other night. II
often went to bed In %Jonesville. he 81
planned upon occasion. because h
could not bear to stay awake there. H
said II made him feel ashamed.