The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-08-25
The Turmoil
BOOTH HARRINGTON
Copyright l9lS. By uafper 3 Brothors)

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quence evaded R!bbs Sheridan.
His father had gone when he came
went on down to s Office
jes' same" Jackson Informed him.
"Came sat breakfas' table, all by
'mself; eat nothin'. George bring nice
breakfas', but he DIM eat a thing.
Yessuh, went On downtown, tcs' same
he yoosta do. Yessuh, ! reckon putty
much ev'ythins goln' or anne as it
yoosta do"
It struck Bibbs that Jackson was
night. The day passed as other days
had passed. Mrs. Sheridan and Edith
In black, and Mrs. Sheridan cried
3 little, now and then, but no other
Bibbs went for his drive, and his
mother went with him, rs she ome
times did when the weather was pleas
ant. Altogether, the usualness OF
was rather startling to Bibbs.
During the drive Mrs. Sheridan
talked fragmentarily Of Jlm's child
hood. but you wouldn't remember
she said, after narrating an cpl
sode. You were too little. He was
always a good boy, Just like that And
he'd save whatever papa gave him,
and put 1t In the bank. l reckon It'll
just about kill your father to pat some
body In his place as president OF the
Realty company, Bibbs. I know he
can't move Roscoe over: he told me
last week he'd already put as much on
Roscoe as any one man could handle
and not go crazy. Oh, Its q pity"
She stopped to wipe her eyes. Its q
pity you didn't run more with Jim,
Bibbs, and kind = pick up his ways.
Think what it'd meant to papa now.
You never did run with either Roscoe
Jim any, even before you got sick.
OF course you were younger; but It
always did seem Queer-and You three
bein' brothers like that. l don't be-
lieve I sver saw you and Jim sit down
together Tor . good talk in my life."
Mother, I've been away SO Long,"
Bihbs returned, gently. And since I
came home L. He was busy, you see.
and I hadn't much t. say about the
things that interested him. because I
don't know much about them"
ITS : pity! Oh. rs . PITY she
moaned. And you'll have to learn to
know about 'em now. Bibbs. I
haven't said much to you, because I
felt II was all between your father and
you, but I honestly do believe it will
Just kill him II he has to have any
more trouble on top OF all this! You
mustn't let him. Bibbs-you mustn't.
You don't know how he's gr1eved over
zen, and now he can't stand any more
-he Just can't! Whatever he says for
you to do. you do 1t, Bibbs, you do it!
{ want you to promise me you WILL"
II would II I could" he said, sor-
fowfully.
mo, mol Why can't your" she
cried. clutching his arm. He wants
you to 60 back to the machine shop
and al on earth he asks Is for you to
so back In q cheerful spirit. 90 It won't
hurt you! That's all he asks. Look,
Bibbs, we're gctttn' back near home,
but before we get there I want you TO
promise me that you'll do what he
asks you %. Promise mel
In her earnestness she cleared away
her black veil that abe might see him
better, and It blew out on the smoky
wind He readjusted Il for her before
he spoke.
-I'l 90 back IN a. cheerful . spirit
IS I can, mother" he said
"Therer she exclaimed, satisfied.
That's = good boy! That's al / want
- you to say"
Don't give me any credit" - said.
ruefully. There isn't anything else
for me to do"
mo. don't begia talkin' that way!"
NE, no." be seothed her. .Ws'll
have 70 begin 70 make the spirit 4
cheerful one. We may" They were
turning into their own driveway as he
spoke, and he glanced at the old house
next door. Mary vertrees was visible
In the twilight, standing upon the front
steps, bareheaded, the door open be-
hind her. She bowed gravely.
ave may-what?" asked Mrs.
Sheridan. with 4 slight impadence.
what II It mother?"
"Of all the queer boys!" she cried.
You always we're. Always! You
haven't forgot what you just promised
me. have you7"
"No." he answered, ~ the car
stopped. mo, the spirit will be as
cheerful ~ The nesh will let It, mother.
It won't do to behave like"
Els voice was low, and IN her move
ment % descend from the car she
failed to hear his final words.
behave like who, Bibbsr'
Nothing"
But she was fretful II her grief.
"You said 1t wouldn't do to behave like
somebody. Behave like who:"
ut was just nonsense" he explained,
turning to 60 In. AN obscure person
don't think much OF lately"
sBehave like who?' she repeated,
and upon his yielding to her petulant
insistence, she made up her mind that
he only thinR - do was to tell Df,