The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1914-05-15

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 g
little walk. Well be back in a few
minutes"
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. "Oh, no!
what you mean-not what you mean
guv'n nor! Regular girls. Nice people
You understand"
Show your father the plant while yor
are gone," Broadway called after him.
I'm going to-" Then, as Broadway
gazed after them, half worried and hal
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 il
| the business section"
His voice trailed off into silence al
they vanished through the gates.
Broadway smiled. Somehow he was
beginning to feel faith in life. For the
| first time he was busy with rea
things. The joy of definite effort il
mans work had seized him. He was
surprised to find himself absorbed il
wonder If, perhaps, he might not have
a happier life in Jonesville than he hat
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 epi
sode with interest from the house win
dows, came out to Broadway, some
what worried. Has he gone fol
good?"
mo; he's coming back"
"He was mad as a halter abou
something Did you notice it?"
"Yes; and I think I know what il
is"
Something the young fellow did,"
I'm afraid So"
Nothing wrong!"
II hope not"
The judge spoke with emphasis, anG
he thought himself really good Judge
of human nature. ooh, I'm sure Il
can't be. If l can estimate character
that young man is incapable Of any
thing but good" He looked at Broad
way almost with a fatherly affection
He's a great friend of yours. m!
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, ant
found it hard to choke back laughter
when he heard the Judge expostulat
ing with his wife, referring to the
early evening hour as II it had beer
midnight. Come on, ma" the old mar
was arguing, almost pettishly, we've
got to get toward home It's aftel
seven o'clock already"
She sighed. She did not wish to go
She had never before had an oppor
tunity to poke around in the grea,
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 granite mask
Rogers statuettes and other objects o.
high art, to say nothing of ornate anc
mastodonic articles of mahogany fur
niture-solid, not veneered, and up
holstered in the very slipperiest hair
cloth.
Its after seven o'clock" the judge
repeated.
yes, I suppose we must be going,
said his wife reluctantly.
MONS generally abed by eight,
the judge said proudly.
Except Saturday nights" she
granted II sometimes sit up till ter
on Saturdays" This was evidently dis
sipation so extraordinary that she told
of it only in the strictest confidence
But then,' she added, I'VE sleep til
all hours Sunday. Sometimes I dont
get up till after six!"
She smiled at Broadway; he smiled
gaily back at her and choked a word Of
comment which had risen to his lips
That gave him, in his heart, a queer
feeling of elation-almost as great as
that which he had felt after he had lee
tured Pembroke. Broadway felt, and
glorified in the feeling, that he was
growing UP with great rapidity
Come on. Clara" Mrs. Spotswood
called. The two girls were in porch
swing, giggling.
You're not all going to leave me
are you?" Broadway said protestingly
Clara, who had risen obediently
looked about the group. where's Mr.
Wallace?" she demanded. Her inter
est in him was constant. She had
heard nothing of the elder Wallace's
arrival.
He's gone to take a stroll with his
father"
oh, is his father here?" This aston
ished and excited her. "Oh, I'm just
crazy to see him. Aren't you, Josie?"
4 should like to. yes
Jackson pleaded with the Judge and
Mrs. Spotswood. You don't mind il