Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1915-03-25

was cold beet and turkey with ! d.
liclous salad. ripe olives. caviar. whits
wilma. and beside Dicks place : bottle
Of beer. He smiled = no pushed Il
aside.
Its 4 shame to discourage Friedau
thoughtfulness. Z he said. Beer would
certainly 90 ane with this board
Reynolds III fortune had not affect
ed his appetite. or II II had the brandy
had restored Il. He ate ravenously and
urged Dick TO keep him company. They
smoked cigarettes over their coffee
and went hack TO tao fireplace.
Quite coxy nook out here, Dick,.
said his host. what do yca think Of
the paacsr without waiting Tor !
reply he added. Il guess you1l have
to allow me one af.er-diRner SIP.
He drank the brandy ct Eulp. and
called Frieda for more water,
did you know her. Dickf" he asked.
indicating the girl as she went out
after good look. yes. She seems
to have felt the beneficent aid OF
money. Bob. II It had the same effect
on no all might be less opposed to II,
Some people can stand prosperity and
some can't"
"oh. | don't know Reynolds coun-
tered. 4 can't say that see such Inn
provement, even In her case. used to
like her funny little braids and her
crude ways. Sometimes I feel like
asking her to dress uD the way she
was over thars. but / suppose she
couldn't do IL Once We kick away the
props, the scene IL gone and We can't
call Il back, except IN mind. That
chain Of thoughts been hitting me
hard lately"
He walked over ana Put his hands
on his friends shouiAasu.
In fact, Dick" no continued, III
you want TO know Il. I wtsA 10 God I
was hack In Staten Island. Back In
that stining laboratory In Bowling
Green. Back anywhere where there
are msn and something DO DO"
He turned away and paced the noor.
"Yss." be cried. In strained. pitsou
tones. Il must have work. Work!
Work and sleep. or shall GO tnsansi"
He rseled and pointed 10 the ocean
tsr.
That's held me- up. Dicki Up or
down. whichever you call II. But 1t
can't 90 on! want change. . mans
life" Then, as thought Of the days
disaster flashed across his mind. he
turned hunted eyes to the Journalist.
and sank Down into his chair. but |
guess the change Is coming now. old
man, guess'---he swept q pointing
hand about the richly furnished room
ST guess I'm through with this"
The realization that he was now an
absolute failure and that In the climax
of his failure he confronted the man
who predicted II had wrought upon
Bob until he collapsed. but he was not
ready for complete surrender. As Dick
rushed to him he Strengthened I'D and
pushed his friend away.
"No." he said, II don't want the lee.
ture---not yet. Just felt . little wobbly
In the presence OF q real friend, but
I'll stick II out. SIT down, Dick, |
want to know shout you. heard you
bought the bungalow. Are you still
over theref"
Young Meade yielded to the pathetic
entreaty and went back to his chair.
"Yes." he answered. al he resumed
his seat. "still there"
He saw his worst fears were tusti-
ned. Bob had reaped the full guerdon
OF his mistake. But in the depth Of his
disSraea he rebelled against acknowl.
edrment OF II The sore was too
acute ana he recoiled from direct at.
tack a man shrinks from his sur
gson's knife Dick chose . subtler
way.
.You wouldn't know the little shack
Bob" he continued. Il put q wing on
Il ana had il painted up and stained
Brought INV mother IN from Ohio ana
she thinks IT'S great. Guess tia been
\ little lonesome for her, though. I
vent across the pond last spring and
was xone most OF the summer. hut
had 8 man to keep up ths garden and
bought back some Of the chickens
YOU sold to Collins. There ara q few
OF them pecking around now and once
In q while they lay an egg or two. We