Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1915-04-16

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ed the hose from their hands and turn
ed 1t full ON their own faces. sending
the three sailors sprawIing to the deck.
Then. throwing the squirting hose over
the deck rail. where 1t s~plashed harm
lessly into the ocean. he rejoined
Townley. In an instant two or three
Irishnlen rushed forward and gashed
the hose with their pocket knives.
rendering 1t useless. The discounted
sailors struggled to their feet and
turned off the water.
"Who are you. sir? What do you
mean?' roarcd the officer, advancing
toward the cabin Immigrant.
Without answering the two young
men ascended the stairs. Townley
leading the way, while the officer star
ed In helpless rage. He was about to
follow them to the cabin deck. but the
jeers Of the now Infatuated crowd
caused him to retreat hastily to a
hatchWay, down which he disappear
ed. followed by the dripping sailors.
"a sight like that maddens me-" ex-
claimed the immigrant when they had
reached the spacious first cabin deck.
that vulgar insolence of authority
which that officer showed toward those
poor steerage wretches."
But the men were to blame in part"
~interposed the American.
YES. | admit it. but there was no
excuse for the officers insolence to-
ward them just because they are trav-
cling by steerage. If they had been
cabin passengers he would not have
dared to call them dogs"
IF 1t had been a crowd of American
w~orkingmen he would not have been
so in~solent.'' agreed Townley. They
would have mobbed him.
ut is the lawless insolence Of such
vulgar upperlings that frovokes the
lawlessness of the mob which we hear
SO much condemned nowadays" the
immigrant continued, his cheeks flush
ing and his eyes shining.
Albert Townley looked with interest
at his companion. Pardon me. Did
you tell me your name? My name Is
Townley-Albert Townley of Bronson.
Mich AS he said these wor Is the
American reached out his hand cor
daily. The immigrant grasped the
outstretched hand and, shaking 1t
warmly, replied: Il am Reginald Mel
son. an immigrant from England. Did
you say your home is in Bronson,
Mich"
Eyes. l am just returning from a
three months vacation in Europe, and
l tell you | will be glad TO see old
Michigan"
Bronson" said his companion,
whom we shall now call Reginald Mel
son. 81 have heard Of Bronson before.
l have a letter of introduction TO a law
firm In your town"
Reginald Nelson took out some pa
pers.
~ have here" he said, letters to
prominent law firms in New York, Chi
cage and some other cities, and l am
sure / have one addressed to a firm In
Bronson. Yes. here 1t Is. Do you
know that law firm in your city,"
He handed Townley a brief letter.
addressed to "Messrs. Millman & Ora
ham, Attorneys-at-law. Bronson. Mich
igan."
81 certainly do" responded Townley.
"That is our largest law firm. Are
you going into the professionf'
mo, | hardly think So" answered
Reginald Nelson slowly. II have these
letters of introduction to assist me In
getting started In America. for ] must
settle down somewhere and go TO
work for a living"
make Bronson your home and you
will never regret having given up a
life Of inglorious ease." answered
Towniey. Bronson is a city Of OPP
portunity, and it is growing by leaps
and bounds. Its population Is now 3d.
600. You will find life in Bronson"
Reginald Nelson pondered for a little
while before answering, and then he
said smilingly, IF l should make
Bronson my starting place | shall have
at least one friend to begin with"
"Count on me-" responded Townley,
also smiling. "but l shall miss my
guess IL you w nOt oOOh sum Al DA~
son all the friends you need"
"Let 1t be Bronson. them said Regi-
maid. II will accompany you from
New York"
Albert Townley was about to ques-
ton Reginald in regard to himself
when they were both astonished to
hear a girlish voice exclaim, why
here's our Mr.. Townleyl" A beautiful
young girl stood before them, asking
"Where did you como from?'
The girls mother was with her
daughter.
This is pleasant, | assure you. !
thought you were to remain another
winter in Paris" said Townley.
Joy became so homesick that we
had to start for Bronson and her
father kept writing Sor us to return
so here we are" replied the woman.
81 am so glad to be on my way bach
to Bronson added the daughter.
"AlWays loval.r responded Mr.. Town