Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-02-07

Wayne want to shake hands with you
is thing that comes to most men as
reward.
Have you ever figured II out that
there's only one man in million that
knows when to refuse to shake hands
and has the courage to back his judg-
mentH You hear flippant people saying
every day that they couldn't shake hands
with such n one, but when II comes to
, the showdown their arms suddenly linn
ber j. Y is one in u million. He has
rare thing-an untainted hand. There
is tale on Change to the effect that n
iirm was, saved from a smash because ],
Y, walked up to its head and shook hands
with him on the floor"
II don't know" said Alan, that ]. Y.
wants to shake hands with me-" He
spoke almost questioningly. You know,
Judge, there have been days when he
wouldn't"
II don't know that he wants to- either,
my boy. But I do know this. He's a
busy man, but there's never n day that
he's too rushed to think of you"
Alan stopped and held out his hand
II am much obliged to YOU" he said.
I'm sorry 1 didn't think of 1t myself
I'm off to his office now as soon as I've
telephoned Swithson."
few minutes later found Alan ex-
planning to new office boy that he
wished to speak to the head of the firm
The boy Judged himself in possession OF
green one and grinned. Certainly"
he said. You wish to speak to Mr.
Wayne, Are you in n hurry?'
Alan was offering to start the boy with
his foot when the head clerk, passing
through the hall, caught sight of him
and hurried up. MIR. Wayne Is just go-
ing, sir. Shall l stop him?'
Please said Alan and followed the
clerk. The office boy fell to stamping
letters with unwonted diligence.
J. Y. received his nephew with out
stretched hand.
His rugged face was lit up with the
rare smile that came to 1t seldom, for 1t
was the far-nung ripple-the visible eX-
preston of n deep commotion.
II just dropped in. sir" said Alan, ito
say good-by. I'm off again to South
America. Africa seems to be taking a
year off,
"When are you leavng?" asked j. Y.
This evening" said Alan. "The boats
already pulled out, but I'll catch her at
Quarantine. She's waiting for her
papers,"
They sat and looked at each other for
moment and then j. Y. arose and held
out his hand again. "If that's the case"
he said, II won't keep you. Good-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"
81 am, too. SIR" said Alan. As he went
out he forgot to deliver word he had
prepared for the office boy j. Y. had
said he was glad he had dropped in. There
was nothing in the words to brood over,
but j. Y. could make simple phrase say
world of things and Alan was thought
ful-almost depressed-as he hurried off.
He was just leaving the sedate old office
building, sandwiched in between modern
towers of Babel, when a cab drew up at
the curb. The door opened and girl
stepped out. She suddenly stood still.
Alan's eyes were drawn to her and found
hers fixed on him. He drew quivering
breath. But, OH Alan. If you could only
see Glen now!" Alix had said and had
tried to tell him of the beauty of Glen.
Now Clem stood before him. How weak
were words! How futile to try to convey
the essence of Clients beauty in words!
He stepped toward her hesitatingly. She
saw his hesitation and n cloud came over
the light in her face. Her moist lips
trembled. Their hands met.