Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-04-24

headlights.
Il think he's absolutely too hand
some," Clara whispered cautiously.
i've always thought So" Josie an
swered.
"Oh, silly! mean young Mr.. Wal
lace. And Roberts such swee'
name, It's almost the same as Robin
Robin Adair, you know? How she
must have loved HIM"
Robert or Robin" Josie asked.
Robin, Of course. She sang thu
song about him. But Roberts Just al
pretty, and It doesn't make you thinl
OF birds and worms"
Josie burst into partially stifed tit
ters, and her friend grasped her arm
In glggling wrath to force her into q
wild scamper down the dusky, fragrant
village street. When they had once
more fallen to a walk. Josie remarked
unwittingly:
You're very silly. He's not half as
good looking az Jackson, and you know
1t. Only we see Jackson every day,
and
"O-h-h-h!" said Clara. I've suspect.
ed that for a long time!"
Suspected what? Keep quiet!"
were The contradictory remarks OF her
best f.Iend. Then: And I'm going to
b. . lonely after he has gone! Id like
to cry, | almost did. Think OF all the
girls he'll meet there in the city! Oh,
| hate New York;"
you've never been there"
mo. But I've heard about the girls
there. observation-disclosures
tails. And | hate that street he's al
ways talking of-Broadway!" Then,
suddenly, and, to the amazement Of her
friend. who Instantly was filled. how
ever, with a perfect understanding,
Josie burst into tears, and, with a
quick Good night" rushed toward
her home.
Before they parted the city youth
gave Broadway his card.
You've been very nice, old chap.
Come to see me when you strike New
York"
IT'S absolutely certain-and I'm
coming in a year"
To his amazement, the events Of this
extraordinary night had not yet ceased
for Broadway Jones. He walked down
the street toward home, filled with
longing for the years end, and found
Sammy, Clara's small brother, asleep
upon his doorstep.
Hi. Sammy" he cried. shaking q
fat shoulder,
"Yes-sir; I'm goin'-to-be-like
-" the boy began before he was en-
tlrely awake.
II know. like Rip Van Wrinkle. But
he didn't take his nap upon a doorstep.
Why aren't you at home. in bed?"
Sammy rubbed his eyes. WithvmnA
dening dellberation he informed Broad.
way that the Judge had sent him, with
instructions to find Broadway and tell
him ho wished to e him. "He-said
-it-didn't-nake-lo- difference -
how-late."
"Whatl Al near midnight a. this
Child. It's almost ten c'clockl All
Jonesville is asleep"
I'm
-goin'."
Whereupon he went.
Jackson followed speedily. Such 8
summons from the Judge at such ar
hour must bode something cata
clysmic.
He found a worried Judge pacing u,
and down his office floor.
I'm the office, at this hour! You real
ly want to see me, judge?"
Yes" said the old man firmly. "Tv,
/ determined that | will not be a part,
to deception"
Who's been deceived, judge?"
Jackson, your fathers will give
you his fortune when you're twenty
one, not when you're twenty-five. You
uncle wished to keep it from you. | d,
not think you ought to have It now
but you're entitled to IT,"
Broadway gazed with a dropped law
Judge, I'm getting all mixed M. Yo,
say | get 1t when I'm twenty-one
Why, I'm twenty-one already"
1 know you are. | know you ar,
never saw the document until TO-DAY
1t was drawn up by Boston lawyer.
And at first | thought I'd do exactly a
your uncle asked-let you think It wa
as he had said 1t was. But I've though
1t over and 1t seems to me you'd ough
to know"
Broadway merely stood and stared,
Your uncle thought that he wa
acting for the best" the Judge insisted
He's been hoping you would settl
down. When you didn't, he though
he'd steal a year from you, and Civ
you m more chance. When he toll
me this tonight, | told him that | didn
think it was just right; aud-fnally-
we'll, you know 1t all now"
Broadway found the power {
speech. Good old judge!"
Then you're not angry"
I'm too happy to be angry. Got
time table about you?"
jackson. J%onesville was named at
er your ancestors"
We'll, I don't like to live in It.
know a chap named Bright. Very lik
ly Bright's disease was named aft,
his ancestor, but | presume he doesn
Tant to die Of 1t. Judge. Jonesville
an ailment."
The Judge. infinitely relieved, no