The Huttig news., 1914-03-28
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anu earnest Volce, they are far more than that; far, far more than that. They are charges placed by Providence Tn the care of the Jones family And, Bob, I'm the last of the Joneses.,
 Let us hope therell never be an- other like you'
 "There'll never be one more earnest you can bet on that, Bob!'
 They were in a shady stretch of Main street, and at night, shady stretch of Main street, Jonesville, is about the darkest spot on earth out side Of Africa.
 Let's stop right here, in the dark tlil you get over it. said Wallace. Tt S late, but there might be some mad dened, joyous Jonesville roisterer to see ii you went into the light
 T mean every word of it. There are no roisterers in Jonesville; they're all honest workingmen, horny handed gum makers, toilers for the fortunes of my family. That's why I'm protecting then.'
 The horny hand of some insane asylum guard will be upon your shoul- der if you don't watch out"
 "Ha, ha! Ha, hal" laughed Broad way somewhat eacklingly.
 T think you're going to be violent." said Wallace. Hell probably need both horny hands. But he'll subdue yoat Now. try to give me some CO herent notion of what's the matter with you, will yon?n
 I Fe awakened to my duty"
 Time you did; you've had a nice long nap. What do you see, now you have aroused 2"
 A pleasant little city, working hap pily at Well-paid industry. I'm the pay master. A great nation, wagging tire less jaws. They're chewing the Jones gum. Jones gum, mind you; not some gum that the Consolidated puts up against the public as just as good as that my ancestors made famous. see-' For heavens sake. shut up, You'll see snakes if this keeps on. That lem onade that Mrs. Spotswood gave you has gone to your empty head"
 Tt was not the lemonade that Mrs. Spotswood gave me. it was the touch ing line of talk that-er-that Josie Richards gave me-" He paused while Wallace waited with his jaw loose on it's hinges. Say, Bob, isn't she a queen?"
 So that's it?"
 But hs made no further protests. He was a leyeiheaded youth, was this young advertising man. He knew as
 
 well as anyone that if the trust feared and wished to purchase the Jones gum it could be but because the trust knew that the Jones gum was a dan. gerous competitor. If, managed as it had been, unadvertised, 1t had been a dangerous competitor to the trust, then it was worth haying-emphatic ly worth keeping.
 And some day Broadway must de something He could not forever play the idler on the Great White Way l even if his millions were numbered It was no life for an actual man. and I Bob was sure that hidden somewhere r in his friend were the true elements of worthy manhood. Nothing had oc cured to bring them out, that was all He thought they might be coming now
 Reaching the hotel, they found the place in utter darkness. Not flight even turned down for the night, was visible at any window; not sound of life came from the building save a rhythmic cadence Of some sleeper soft. ly saving wood with a dull saw.
 "The clerks asleep" said Bob.
 How do you know that is the clerk ?" asked Broadway, listening crit ically to the snore.
 T heard him singing when I first got here. and now I recognize the voice. He held the tune a little bet ter, then. that's all
 Have we got to wake him up?"
 Sure! Why, it's after eleven o'clock"
 Nothing but the thought of Josie Richards eyes could have kept Broad way at that instant from casting all 1is worthy resolutions to the winds. cling to the trust and searching out | Bible upon which to swear that he ever again would set foot in Jones' lille. But be did remember Josie's ayes, and so began to hammer on the loor
 After quarter of an hour Of steady lammering. some shouting and little &histling, he was rewarded by sleepy md ill.tempered voice from a slowly opened window
 Heavens, Was his window closedi And yet that snore got out to us."
 Tt sawed it's way out Bob suggest d.
 Well what ye want?" the angry oice inquired
 Want to get in"
 At this time the night"
 Sure It's always night before we yer want to go to bed"
 Well, the Grand hotel it don't think much of folks that stays out all night ong, I'll tell you thati" the clerk ex- claimed as he came down in bright red flannels (and not much of thatl to let them in.
 All night loDgi"
 'Ain't it quarter after 'leven?"
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