Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1916-06-08
CHAPTER xvIII-continued.

"why there's no Mr.. Wayne and
Mrs. Wayne-only J. VS."
"And you don't know, AlanT' asked
tho 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-
denly smothered itself in the clouds
of its own smoke. The memory Of the
clouds passed with them but the flame
the flame burns on in the hearts OF
all who knew them. 1t will burn on.
That's why J. Y. is ]. Y. and that's
why it viii always be ]. Y. and Mrs.
J. Y. to the HILL"
Alan said good-by in a 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? 2" he asked.
"I'm sailing for South America II
there's q connection"
The judge looked up surprised. Il
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 IL you could-if you AN
do one thing and put 1t down to my
account. Just drop in and see ]. Y.
for q minute. Somehow I feel that
you can't see j. Y. the way he really
IN. But II you knew him, Alan. the
way l do, you'd know it's an honor
for any man to shake hands with ]. Y.
Wayne. He has a rare thing-an un-
tainted hand. There Ia 4 tale on
change to the effect that a firm was
saved from a smash because ]. Y.
walked up to its head and shook
hands with him on the floor"
81 don't know" said Alan, that J.
Y. wants to shake hands with me-" He
spoke almost questioningly.
Il don't know that he wants to, e.
Their. my boy. But I do know this.
He's q busy man, but there's never
a 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 l didn't think Of it myself.
I'm off to his Office now, as soon as
I've telephoned Swithson."
]. 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 vas the far-flung
ripple-the visible expression Of q deep
commotion.
II just dropped in, sir" said Alan,
ito say good-by. I'm of again to
South America. Africa seems to be
taking a year of"
They sat and looked at each other
for q moment and then ]. Y. arose
and held out his hand again. ST 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"
II am too, SIR" said Alan.
He was just lea ving the sedate old
Office building, sandwiehed In between
modern towers Of Babel, when q cab
drew up at the curb. The door opened
and q girl stepped out She suddenly
stood still. Alan's Eyes were drawn to
her and found hers fixed on him. He
drew q q~uivering breath. Glenn stood
before him. She saw his hesitation
and a cloud came over the light in her
face. Her moist lips trembled. Their
hands met
Alan she said and he answered,
~Ciemr'
And so they stood, his eyes fixed In
hers that were blue and deep. He felt
lis soul sinking. sinking into those