The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-07-06
works-wanted 'em quick Contractors

WOrKS-Wnnted EN- QUICK contractors
said It couldn't be done: said nine or
ten months at tho soonest; couldn't SEQ
1t any other way. What d jim dor
Took the contract himself: found
fellow with new cement and concrete
process; kept men on the job night and
day, and stayed on 1t night and day
himsef-and, by Georgel we begin to
use them warehouses next week! Four
months and half, and every inch fire.
proofl | tell you Jlm's one o. these
fellers that make miracles happen! I
tell you these young business men
watch Just do my heart goodl They
don't set around on the back fence-no,
sirl They're putin their life-blood in
to ii, | tell you. and that's why we're
gettin' bigger every minute, and why
they're gettin' bigger, and why it's all
goln' to keep on gettln' blgger!''
He slapped the desk resoundngly
with his open PALM and then, observ-
ing that Bibbs remained In the same
impasslve attitude, with his eyes still
| fixed upon the ceiling I'm a contempla-
ton somewhat plaintive, Sheridan was
impeled to groan. "Oh, Lord" he
said. "Thls is the way you always
were. l don't believe you understand
a darn word been sayin'l You don't
look as IL you die. BY George! it's dis
couraging"'
81 don't understand about getting
about getting bigger" said Bibbs,
bringing his gaze down to look at his
father placatlvely. II don't see Just
why"
"What?" Sheridan leaned forward.
resting his hands upon the desk and
son.
81 don't nderstand-exactly-
you want It all bigger for?"
Great Godw shouted Sheridan. and
struck the desk a blow with his
clenched fist. "a son of mine asks me
that! You go out and ask the poorest
Gay laborer you can find. Ask him
that question"
~ did once" Blbbs interrupted;
; "when was In the machine shop. l."
"Wha'd he say?"
: "He said. oh, hellr" answered
Blbbs, mildly.
= "Yes, | reckon he would" Sheridan
, swung away from the desk. 81 reckon
: he certainly would And | got plenty
sympathy with him right now. myselfw
5 Its the same answer. then?" BibbS'
E voice was serious, almost tremulous.
"Damnationg' Sheridan roared.
t "Did you ever hear the word pros
perity, you nlnny? Did you ever hear
the word ambition? Did you ever hear
4 the word progress?'
! He flung himself into a chair after
!. the outburst, his big chest surging. his
d throat tumultuous with cultural inco-
o herences. "Now them" he said. husk-
l ily when the anguish had somewhat
,. abated, "what do you want to doT"
Taken by surprise, Blbbs stammered
:. "What-what do-I-what--r
'If I'd let you do exactly what you
e had the whlm for, what would yos
doT
y Blbbs looked startled; then timldlty
G overwhelmed hlm--a profound shy
h ness. He bent his head and fixed his
y lowered eyes upon the toe OF his shoe
which he moved to and fro upon the
rug, like a culprit called to the desk In
8 school.
l. "What would you do? Loaf?"
); "No, SIR" Bibbs' voice was almost
, inaudible. and what little sound Il
! made was unquestonably a guilty
| sound. II suppose rd-Pd try to-tC
| write"
| write what?"
| Nothing impoTtant-just poems and
essays, perhaps"
| ~ see," said his father. breathing
| quickly with the restraint he was put
| ting upon himself. "That is, you wani
! to write, but you don't want to write
| anything OF any account"
"You think"
4 Sheridan got up again. 81 take my
j hat off to the man that can write .
\ good ad," he said. emphatlcally. The
i best writin' talent in this country I:
right spang In the ad business today
| You buy a magazine for good wrltin'-
look on the back OF it! Let me tel
you | pay money for that kind o
| writln'. Maybe you think it's easy
! Just try It! I've tried IL, and | cam
j do 1t. tell you an ads got to be writ
u ten so II makes people do the hardest
4 thing In this world to get 'em to do: it''
4 got to make 'em give up their money
You talk about poems and essays.
1 tell you when II comes to the actua
! skill o. putin words together so as tC
u make things happen, r. T. Bloss, rIght
| here in this city, knows more in q
minute than George Waldo Emerson
ever knew In his whole lifev'
"You-you may be-" Bibbs said
indlstlnctly, the last word smothered Il
a cough.
n "Of course I'm right! And II 1t ain
Ig just like you to want to take up wild
Io the most out-o'-date kind o. wriun
., there is! Poems and essays! Ny
II Lord, Bibbs, that's. womens work
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