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gram for Wallace. Broadway, who
was very happy, as he looked at Josie's
cheek (half view, from the back)
promptly invited him.
"Ill be - there" said the mighty
child. And - - shall - bring -
my - banjo"
Broadway did not notice how his
! sweet young Office manager involun-
tarily %shuddered.
1t was a pretty evening. The sun
was setting in the midst Of an extreme
ly gorgeous Turner sky, even if it was
on Jonesville that the wondrous color
fell in almost painful beauty.
Broadway, tired out, but rather
happy when he came to think of it,
went along the old, familiar street with
a light heart. It might not be so very
terrible to live in Jonesville. There
were trains that ran to Broadway
when the longing became irresistible,
and very possibly this might be better
as a steady diet. He was surprised to
find himself admitting this.
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vert turned In between the two white
gate posts, each eight feet tail and
capped by a great wooden ball which
he had used as target when the snow
had been upon the ground and "pscky"
in his boyhood days. Sammy did not
even look up as he entered.
Say, Sammy" he inquired, after a
moment of attentive listening to the
production, II don't want to interrupt
you, but did you write that yourselfs"
"Yes sir"
WELL" said the happy Broadway
very gravely, Il don't think it's at all
bad"
Wallace, who had strolled along be-
hind him, arrived in time to hear this.
mo, indeed, it was very good"
Very good" exclaimed the mod
est Sam. Z should say - 1t -
was good"
Mrs. Spotswood and the Judge, hav-
ing heard the voices, came out of the
house, where they had been awaiting
the arrival Of the young lei The
girls followed them.
Now I'll - play you an
other - tune - that II made -
up myself"
The Judge looked at his son with
that apologize tolerance with which
he usually regarded him. He was not
ashamed Of him; but he refused to
take him seriously. He would not even
punish him. Keep on practicing,
Sammy. You'll get there some day"
Sammy redoubled his slow and
mournful efforts, knowing in his heart,
undoubtedly, what 1t was he meant. to
play, but communicating to no one,
either by the spoken word or any
sound he made upon the strings.
IF you're doing that for me, Sam
N.Y." Broadway suggested kindly,
don't overtax yourself. I'm willing
you should stop at any time"
WELL" said the good-natured youth.
T-got-to - practice - anyhow" and
kept on plunking.
Mrs. Spotswood was annoyed. Sam
my sometimes got upon her nerves.
well, 60 home and practice. Don't
strum at that thing here"
He looked up discontentedly as, with
the others except Jackson, she went
up the porch steps and into the house.
He sat lingering the strings half
heartedly for a few seconds. while
Broadway watched him earnestly.
Then. from the interior, came the
sound of a piano. This stirred the
youngsters ire.
Say = keep that - piano -
quiet - will - you? Gosh - shows -
how much - you 7aknow - about
= music! You - cam hean-a-
piano - any - day. There - amt
- ten good - banjo - players in
- Connecticut" '
you're all right, Sammy" Broad
way told him reassuringly. 81 don't
know how you stand with the rest of
the folks; but you're all right with
me-"
But the piano was annoying Sam. ."
- amt - going to - stay and
listen - to - that darned - old -
thing. I'm - goin'- to - take my
- banjo and go home!"
Broadway, with a smile, left him,
and went to join his guests within.
So did Sammy presently, in answer
to the pangs Of hunger, and they all
had a most extraordinary dinner.
Sam was incensed after awhile.
That piano once more began to rattle:
no one wished to hear his banjo, the
world was out Of joint. He would not
stay and sanction such mad judgment.
He would take his banjo and go home.
GOSH" he muttered. That's - all
- the - thanks Il get - for -
goin' - to - all - the - trouble -
Of - bringin' - my instrument -
along - and - everything. Some -
day they'll - be - darned - glad
to - hear me play - when -
- get - it - down good - and
perfect"
Sammy was at the gate between the
high balled posts when a great, lean
and powerful touring car slid gently
I'D before them and came to a stand
still.
Excuse me, young man." said the
li%nen-coated gentleman, who, upon
close inspection, proved to be an elder
ly, clean-cut New York business man
accustomed to commanding.
Sam