Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-08
AGNEW CHAMBERLAIN
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I want Glen to see it?'
Alan's hands were locked behind
him. He turned from the window.
"Alix. I can't see C!em yet. She is
expecting me. told her that the bet
ter half of me would look her up as
soon as | got back But what If some
body that doesn't know my better half
at all should see me riding-walking
with Glen? / can't risk that. Do you
understand"
''But oh, Alan" said Alix. "If you
could only see Glen now. She's glori-
GUS. Why it's three years-three years
since you saw her. You used to think
me beautiful"
"Used!' protested Alan, casting a
valuing glance at Alix' pale beauty.
"Well," conceded Alix. you think
me beautiful. Beside Glen with her
heaps of brown hair and deep blue
eyes. I am nothing. am worse-l
am doll. And she was born with a
strange wisdom and strength of her
own. The world has never reached
her-will never reach her. She's made
her own world and she's made it right.
And yet--the wisdom in her deep eyes,
Alan. She knows-she knows it all
and you know that she knows, only,
faith sits enthroned."
"Faith sits enthroned." repeated
Alan; that's why l can't come to-
night" He looked around for his hat
and stick.
by the way" said Alix. why J. Y.
and why Mrs. j. Y? I've always Won
dered."
81 don't know" said Alan. "Tve
always wondered too, | suppose. But
here's the judge. He can tell you"
"Tell what?' asked the judge as he
walked in and took Alix' outstretched
hand.
why there's no Mr.. Wayne and
Mrs Wayne-Only j. Y's."
"And you don't know. Alan? asked
the judge. "Well, III tell you. Mr..
Wayne and Mrs. Wayne-they were
Alan's father and his young wife.
Their life was hot fame that sud
denly 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 j.. Y. is j. Y. and that's
why It will always be ]. y. and Mrs,
| j. Y. to the Hill"
Alan said Good-hy in n hurried low
voice and started FOR the door but the
Judge called to ki:u: Just moment
Alan, I'm coming with YOU"
The judge found Alan waiting fol
him on the steps as he hurried out
What are you doing for the rest OF
the afternoon" he asked.
"Im sailing for South America II
there's connection"
The Judge looked up surprised. 80
didn't know you had anything urgen
on" They walked on in silence fol
some minutes, then the judge said
hesitatingly, ALAN, you're rushed, o
course, but If you could--if you can
do one thing and put it down to m!
account. Just drop in and see J. y
for a minute. Somehow | feel tina
you can't see J. Y. the way he reall!
is. But If you knew him, Alan, th'
way | do, you'd know it's an homo
for any man to shake hands with ]. 7
Wayne. He has rare thing-an un
tainted hand There is a tale ol
change to the effect that a firm wa
saved from smash because j. Y
walked up to its head and shool
hands with him OH the floor"
Il don't know" said Alan, that j
7. wants to shake hands with me-" IL
spoke almost stioningly.
81 don't know that he wants to, ei
ther, my boy But | do know this
He's a busy man. but there's neve
a day that he's too rushed to think o
you"
Alan stopped and held out his hand
'I am much obliged to you" he sale
I'm sorry | didn't think OF it myself
I'm off to his Office now, as soon a
I've telephoned Swithson."
J. Y. received his nephew with ou
stretched hand. His rugged face wa
lit up with the rare smile that cam
to it seldom, for it was the far-fun
ripple-the visible expression Of dee
commotion.
II just dropped in, sir" said AlaI
''to say good-by. I'm off again
South America. Africa seems to b
taking year off.
(To be continued.)