Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1916-05-18
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"But what?" said Sheridan, irritaDiy,
as the son paused.
isn't there somebody you'd let me
propose to-"
That brought his father sharply
round to face him. you beat the
you? Why can't you be like anybody
else?"
Liver maybe" said Bibbs, gently.
"Boh! Even ole Doc Quincy says
there's nOthin' wrong with you organ
ically. No. You're a dreamer, Bibbs;
that's what's the matter, and that's all
the matter. Oh, not one O. these big
dreamers that put through the big
deals! No, sir! You're the kind O.
dreamer that just sets out on the back
fence and thinks about how much trOu-
BILE there must be in the world! That
amt the kind that builds the bridges,
Bibbs; it's the kind that borrows fif-
teen cents from his Wife's uncleiS
brother-in-ldW to get ten cents worth
o. plug tobacco and a nickels worth O
quininew
He put the finishing touch to this
etching with a snort, and turned again
to the window
Look out therew he babe his son.
"'LOOk out O. that window Look at
the life and energy down there! Look
at the big things young men are doin'
in this town. He swung about, COM
A. he 4 80, 4Io
die Of the room. Look at what your
own brothers are dom! Look at ROs-
cOe! Yes and look at jim! | made
Jim president O. the Sheridan Realty
company last new years, and it's an
example to any young manor ole
man, either-the way he took ahOld Of
it. Last July we found out we wanted
two more big warehouses at the pump
works-wanted 'em quick. Contractors
said it couldn't be done; said nine or
ten months at the soonest; couldn't see
it any other way. What ID Jim do?
Took the contract himself; found a
fellow with new cement and concrete
process; kept men on the job night and
day, and stayed on it night and day
himself-and, by George! we begin to
use them warehouses next week! Four
months and Il half, and every inch fire.
proof. l tell you Jim'S one O. these
fellerS that make miracles happen! /
tell you these young business men |
watch just do my heart good. They
don't set around on the back fence-no,
sir. They're putin their life-blood in
to it, | tell you, and that's why we're
gettin' bigger every minute, and why
they're gettin bigger, and why it's all
goin' to keep on gettin' bigger
He slapped the desk resoundingly
with his open palm, and then, observ-
ing that Bibbs remained in the same
impressive attitude, with his eyes still
fixed upon the ceiling in cOntempla-
ton somewhat plaintive, Sheridan was
impelled to groan. Ion, LOrd!' he
said. This is the way you always
were. l don't believe you understand
darn word l been sayin'! You don't
look as if you did. By George! it's dis
cOurag ingr'
Il don't understand about getting
about getting bigger" said Bibbs
bringing his gaze down to look at his
father placatiyely. Il don't see just
why
WHAT" Sheridan leaned forward
resting his hands upon the desk and
staring across it incredulously at his
son.
Il don't -eXactly-what
you want it all bigger for?'
Great God!' shouted Sheridan, and
struck the desk blow with his
clenched fist. "A son of mine asks me
that. You go out and ask the poorest
day laborer you can find! Ask him
that question"
81 did once" Bibbs Interrupted
when I was in the machine shop. -
"Wha'd he say?'