Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1919-01-17
An Equal
Division
Copyright. 1918. western Newspaper Union.I
By ROBERT CHANDLER MORRIS

give ms that elegant outhtE
Freely, gladly, and all for YOURSELF
cheerily and sincerely responded Hec
tor Upton. why not? I've got a liv
ing to carr now. l shall not probably
be back among the home folks for Q
year. About all 1 know about wood
craft and fishing you have taught me
You're a second Isaac Walton with bait
and hook-who more worthyT
Old Cy stood In an ~ecstatic way, view.
ing the case in which rested the finest
metal jointed rod he had ever cast his
eyes upon. Besides this, there was 8
bewilderIng variety of hooks, lines and
fevery accessory that could be devised
Let me pay for it." he suggested.
Not on your life! Don't look q
gift horse in the mouth, Cy"
=. "An right" said the old man, "onlyl
bear in mind-half of everything
catch with this outfit comes to you"
Nonsense !"
Wen see"
Hector laughed lightly, leaving old
Cy proud as a king over his opulent
acquisition. Then Hector turned his
thoughts and attention to a tender
parting with his fiancee, Viola Blake.
They were engaged, but welded bliss
seemed a long way off for them. Hec.
tor had peer offered a business open
ing in the city that would require two
years diligent servitude before he
could hope to q'lalify for much Of a
salary.
you'll wait for me, Viola, won't
you" patheticallr propounded Hector.
IF it was twetlty years, and loving
you a little more every day that goes
by" replied loyal Viola.
Old Cy kept word to Hector. There
was famous fishirg in both creek and
lake near by. Cy had an old scow and
his leisure hours were pretty nearly
all spent on the water. The Upton
family received q visit from the per-
Eistent fisherman Every other day.
Then when Cy learned of the engage
ment of his favCrite to pretty Viola
Blake, he began oh added distribution.
He stopped regularly at the Blake
home, hung around till he saw Viola,
delivered a part of his catch, and,
when Viola demtrred at such profit
gate liberality, ssid simply:
Its all in the family, Hector Up
ton is my partner in the outfit that
landed those beauties, so it's all right,
isn't it?"
Viola wrote to Hector about his odd
partner and Hector felt that he had
a staunch friend and champion back
home. Cy sent him a local newspa-
per containing an item narrating a
prize fish he had caught, the largest
ever found in Moose lake. In the
same paper was In account of the bur-
glarizing of the town bank and an Of
fer Of ten thousand dollars for the re-
ties. The thieves might add the re-
ward to their plumber, if they would
only produce the securities.
1t was a month after that when old
Cy appeared at the Upton home in a
great state of excitement. He looked
greatly disappointed when he found
that Mr.. and Mrs. Upton we're away for
three days with some relatives at a
distance. Cy fidgeted about, rubbed
his frowsy head obviously and then,
apparently inspired by a new thought,
hurried over to the Blake home. He
found Viola trimming some bushes in
the garden.
81 want you to 10 something for me,
Viola" he blurtef out. "It's about
Hector"
eyes, Cy," nodded Viola.
TJ- A $1,000 g. Ill.,. 49,
won't keep" proceeded Cy in a high
strain of excitement. Hes got to
come here to find out what it is"
"Why, Cy, you quite startle me"
said Viola.
you'll be more so when you know
what I'm up to-" shuckled Cy. snow
then, he'll come for you. He might
not for me, you see. I want you to
telegraph him that you want to see
him at once"
"Oh, Cy," demufred Viola, "how dare
] do that? 1t might lead to his losing
his position"
"He won't want it any longer when
he sees me-" cried Cy in a confident,
jubilant tone. "Don't distrust me,
ltlOld. L kHOW Wudl Iii dDOut, anu
Hector will just about bless you when
he knows the great fortune I've got in
store for him."
His persuasive eloquence prevailed
and the telegram was dispatched. Old
Cy did not sleep a wink that night.
He was at the Blake place at daylight.
He was shaking all over with suspense
when Hector arrived.
'You sent for me, Viola" spoke Hec-
tor.
mo, l did," said Cy. Hector, boy,
you remember it was fifty-1fty in
whatever I fshed up with that splen-
did outfit you gave me-"
"Why, so you insisted" replied Hec-
tor wonderingly.
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