Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1918-06-14

town residence, an automobile and"
Gabriel Purcell burst out into
hearty laugh. He held In his hand
letter he had just received from his
son. He was strangely changed from
the wandering misanthrope Of the
early morning.
stop right there, Mr.. Randall" he
said heartily. II understand Mr..
Wynne and he understands me. The
new experiment is forced on him, and
no hard feelings. 1t won't go through.
Remember what say, that before
year is out I'll be back and the old sys-
TEN resumed. And say" and the old
mans eyes glowed, ."I'll be able to help
him out II he finds he's cramped for
capital"
The lawyer eyed Purcell as though
he was getting rid of his senses.
"Oh, I'm not talking Wild" chuckled
the old man. He waved the letter in
his hand towards the old quarry pit. ~
own that, you know"
"That hole in the ground, you
meant"
Exactly. and it's going to be a gold
NINE"
II can't make out Purcell" reported
the lawyer to Mr.. Wynne. HE talks
millions. He's got some dream of
wealth and he seems happy as lark.
He says he'll be back In q year."
II honestly hope It," groaned Mr..
Wynne. ALREADY some of the mod
ern efficiency tactics Of the new SUI
perintendent have set the older work
ing gangs by the ears, and they are
quitting by the score"
Mr.. Wynne put himself out of the
way to meet Purcell whenever he
could. He was surprised, pleased and
gratlfied to note the glad, sincere well
come of the discarded faithful old fell
low worker. Purcell was more than
friendly, he was cheerful, loquacious,
and referred constantly to his "vaca-
tion." and blinked Jocularly at the
founder and referred to "the good old
times coming back all new"
Then came a period of care and
trouble for the plant. A good many Of
the old expert workmen sought new
aoIds ~ labor Tha rau, s,nor,rtond-
ont tool largo contract 81 a loco
In rushing a special order they for
feited the trade OF one Of their old
Got and ,rovt s,,h.tont,o, c,,orts
Moonwb,Io somoth,ng thot nrzzIod
.ho ,ownonoorIo ,ros ao,no an ~ tho
ola quarry Noor tho odgo ~ The hio
MI now trocLo wora IeId n Ioroo
wo,oh,ne scoIo nrt IN darr'cLs Greet.
"a ga .ooo,,, oIo,,o.,o, "a ,a,,,o,.
~. aoL,no p,noo,, S,atIod -.
re $500 Sio.,nat hs,na 80, ,,,o,,
s IIa @ A.,n,s - S.oa,,a. -
anoo.,n 1 ',,a,ta - thn aIS 49, - a.
ororrv ntt
One dav like n tbunderclan came
tho pews TINT the hin nlont was sbut
down nend,no a REORGANIZATION Tho
now ernor,ntendert had resIgped
Some ortsIda stockboldars had become
alarmed Mt the reports Of fast shrink.
ing profits. and had thrown their hold
Ings on the market nj n ruinous de.
cline.
That very morning train Of 80
gondola dump cars gracefully wound
round from the main railroad tracks
and half encircled the quarry pit. Each
car was weighed, the contents dumped,
and the train returned to the city.
Ashes, building debris, all the daily
accumulated rubbish and waste Of
great city was represented In this first
Jumping into chat useless, valueless,
almost fathomless quarry pit.
Thomas Wynne looked up from his
desk In the office OF the deserted plant
as Gabriel Purcell entered. The found
er's face was worn and drawn.
as It as bad as they sayF" ques'
toned Purcell.
"WOrse. Outside OF my wlfe's cap
ital ! have no resources. must have
two hundred thousand dollars to get
back where we were before this
CHASTITY experiment was made, or go
into bankruptcy"
"Goodl" cried Purcell animatedly.
"I'll provide the deficit amount for a
like amount Of stock"
"Youf" cried Wynne incredulOusly.
"Myself and my son, yes. You see,
old friend, the quarry pit Arnold is
the head expert in recovery and dis
posal work for the city. We are only
12 miles away, and the nearest avail
able dumping Dit. They have been
CARRYING the refuse out into the lake,
but the barge rates have become pro-
hibifIVp In fact we luVp n Ten VGnfg
contract for diaDOsInQ of the rubbish