Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1916-11-03

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"I've been reading. I've been talk
Inc to doctor, too. You see, wanted
to help"
Lets change doctors. Ten years!
II can't he done
I'm afraid you're right. There's no
such thing as reformation. If you're
Il born alcoholic you'll probably die a
drunkard I'm hoping that you didn't
inherit the taste
"Well. whether II was left to me or
whether | bought 1t, can't 60 dry for
ten years"
"Then our bargain Is ended"
He looked up sharply. "Oh no, II
isn't"
Yes"
He extended a shaking hand, and his
voice was suppicatlng as he said II
can't get along without you. kid You're
a part Of mo--the ltal part. I'd 80 to
pieces quick if you quit now
when we made our agreement I
meant to live up to every bit Of It,"
Torele told him. gently. but we're 60
ing to try again, for this was Jim's
fault"
Jim? Jim was sorry for me. He
tried to cheer
Lorelei's smile was bitter. Jim was
never sorry for anybody except him
self, My family hate you just as your
family hate me- and they'd like to sep
arate us
Say. that's pretty rotten" Bob ex-
claimed. IF he weren't your brother
I'd"
I.orelel laughed mrthlessly. GO
ahead! wish you wonld. 1t might
clear the atmosphere"
Then | will" After moment he
continued. Il suppose you feel you
must go on supporting them?"
"Of course"
Just as you feel you must support
me. Is 1t entirely duty in my case?"
Seeing her hesitate. he insisted, Isn't
there any love at ALI"
I'm afraid not, Bob"
The man pondered silently. II sup.
pose If | were the right sort" he said,
ut length, with some difficulty, I'D let
YOU 90 under these circumstances.
Well, I'm not the right sort; I'm not
big or noble. If Barleycorn brothers
lex me I'll 90 under But II 90 under
I'll take you with me. l won't give
YOU up. | wontp'
II sha'n't let you pull me down." she
told him, soberly,
When Bob reached the financial dis
trict next day and resumed his quest
for work he was abiaZe with resent.
ment at himself and at the world In
general.
He took up the search with logged
determination that was quite unlike
him. One after another he canvassed
his friends for position, and finally,
as If i'll fortune could not withstand
his feryor he was successful. 1t was
not much of a job that was offered him.
but he snapped at 1t, and returned
home that evening In the best Of humor.
Already the serious issues OF the
morning were but memory; he burst
ia upon I.orelel like gale, shouting:
I'm clalk-boy at Crosset & Meyers,
so yOu can give Bergman your notice
tonight
whats the salary"
1T isn't a salary; it's a humiliation
twenty-five a week Is the total insult"
why. Bob. That won't keep two
and the family"
THE family" He quoted himself
with an effort. well, you give your
notice. anyhow. III spear the coin for
both establishments somehow. Come!
I insist want to be able to shave
myself without blushlng."
I.orele's oh ections we're not easily
overcome, hut at last, in view of the
fact that the summer run OF the Revue
was drawing to a close and the show
would soon take to the road. she al
lowed herself to he persuaded.
throughout the next week Bon
Wharton really tried TO make good He
was enthusiastic: the excitement or
actual accomplishment was so novel
that he had not time to think OF LIQUOR
When Saturday came and he found
himself in possession " honestly
earned funds he felt soul-satlsfylng
ease. He decided to invest his first
savings in present for Lorelei, then
a graver sense of responsibility seized
him. and he sent them to Mrs. Knight
Then he set out to find Jim. AT Tony
the BARRIERS shop, In the rear room,
he found his brother-in-law playing
cards with a pop-eyed youth and re-
pellent person with caulldower ear
Bob's greeting was hearty. Eve
ming. James," he cried. Feel like tax
ing your beating heref"
"Eh? What's the matterT Jim
rose from his chair with a shocked IN
tensity Of gaze.
i've come to return your last call.
Alas, James, am weak vessel! Your
work was coarse, but fell for IT, To
the other occupants Of the room he
apologlzed I'm sorry TO spoil your
little game OF authors, but necessity
prods me-" He extended muscular
hand for Jlm's collar and found II.
Mr.. Armistead was Of the emotional
kind; he went to the rescue OF his
friepd: but wl"p Bob's fat buried "