The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1916-03-23
CHAPTER xVIII-continued.

Why there's no Mr.. Wayne and
Mrs. Wayne-Only J. VS."
And you don't know. Alan" asked
the judge well, I'll tell you. Mr..
Wayne and Mrs. Wayne-they were
Alan's father and his young wife.
Their life was a hot flame that sud
lenly smothered itself in the clouds
Of its own smoke. The memory Of the
clouds passed with them but the flame
the fame burns on in the hearts Of
all who knew them. 1t will burn on.
That's why ]. Y. is J. Y. and that's
why it will always be ]. Y. and Mrs.
j. Y. to the HILL"
Alan said gOod-by in hurried low
voice and started for the door but the
Judge called to him: Just a moment,
Alan, I'm coming with you"
The judge found Alan waiting for
him on the steps as he hurried out.
What are you doing for the rest Of
the afternoon?" he asked.
I'm sailing for South America if
there's a connection"
The judge looked up surprised. 81
didn't know you had anything urgent
on" They walked on in silence for
some minutes, then the judge said
hesitatingly, ALAN, you're rushed, of
course, but if you could-if you can
10 one thing and put it down to my
account Just drop in and see J. Y.
for a minute. Somehow | feel that
you can't see ]. Y. the way he really
is. But if you knew him, Alan, the
way l do, you'd know it's an honor
for any man to shake hands with J. Y.
Wayne. He has a rare thing-an I'M
tainted hand. There is tale on
change to the effect that firm was
saved from a smash because ]. Y
walked up to its head and shook
hands with him on the floor
Il don't know" said Alan, that }.
v wants to shake hands with me-" He
spoke almost questiOningly.
Il don't know that he wants to. Ell
rher, my boy. But do know this
He's busy man, but there's never
day that he's too rushed to think of
you"
Alan stopped and held out his hand.
Il am much obliged to you" he said.
I'm sorry | didn't think of it myself.
I'm off to his office now. as soon as
I've telephOned SwithsOn."
J. Y. received his nephew with out.
stretched hand. His rugged face was
lit up with the rare smile that came
To it seldom, for 1t was the far-tlung
ripple-the visible expression of a deeI
rOmmOtiOn.
II just dropped in. sir" said Alan
to say goOd-by. Pm off again to
south America. Africa seems to be
taking year off"
They sat and looked at each other
for a moment and then J. Y. arose
and held out his hand again. IF that's
The case" he said, II won't keep you
Niood-by and good luck"
"Good-by, sir" said Alan.
AS he reached the door J. Y spoke
again. Alan" he said. I'm glad you
dropped in."
Il am too, sir" said Alan.
He was Just leaving the sedate old
office building, sandwiched in between
modern towers of Babel, when cat
drew up at the curb. The door opened
and a girl stepped out. She suddenly
stood still. Alan's eyes were drawn tc
her and found hers fixed on him. He
drew a quivering breath. Glenn stood
before him. She saw his hesitation
and a cloud came over the light in hel
face. Her moist lips trembed. TheiI
hands met.
"Alanw she said and he answered
Glen"
And SO they stood, his eyes fixed ii
hers that were blue and deep. He fell
his soul sinking, sinking into thoS$
cooling pools. He did not wish evel
TO speak again--ever to think again.
And then Glen laughed. Her eyes
wrinkIed up. There was CLEAN Ot
even teeth. The wind blew her furs
about her and lit the color in hel
cheeks How solemn we are after
three years." she cried. Three years
Alan. Aren't you ashamedY'
Alan felt a sense of sudden insula
ton as though she had deliberately
cut the current that had flowed Sc
strongly between them. Il am going
away" he stammered weakly and
waved at an approaching four wheeler
piled high with travelling kit and con