Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1919-04-24
By
RUPERT HUGHES

anu get UiOOU IOm cOhC Va IhOSS
Cleveland turnips.
He was so sure of his father that he
ended his letter with an advance pay
ment of thanks. This vas the first
payment he had made in advance for
a long time.
He sealed the letter, put a special
delivery stamp on it, and took 1t to
the branch post office so that it would
reach Cleveland without fail the next
morning.
When he got back to the house
there was a telegram from home.
Leaving beaver due tomorrow a.
m. don't meet M but be home must
see you important mamma well love.
FATHER"
The next morning Bayard rose be-
times to meet his father at the train.
And Daphne went to the Grand Cen
trail station with him. She ran to
her father and flung her arms about
him, and Bayard Rugged him and car
ried his suitcase for him. 1t was no
time to be tipping a porter. Nor to be
making use of taxicabs with the jit-
ney subway at hand. Bayard logged
his fathers suitcase along %Fifty-ninth
J street. The hall boy, who had not been
tipped for some days. observed a
strict neutrality. He was feeling the
pinch, too.
When breakfast was ended Wesley
noted that Leila herself carried the
: dishes away, with Daphne's help.
When the table was clear she closed
! the door on the two men and said:
"WeIl leave you two alone to talk
Z business"
The two men regarded each other
k~askance, as uneasily as two wrestlers
) circling for a hold. Wesley was the
) first to speak. He said:
! swell, my boy?"
II wrote you a long letter last night,
l dad" Bayard said.
"You did?TW What about?"
Bayard had guessed the situation
he saw the cruel joke of it. He
thought he could dull the edge with
tmockery. He snickered, rather crav.
emily:
II wrote to ask you to lend me some
. money. 1 guess I wasted the postage
: "And I guess I wasted the fare over
here. l thought 1 oughn't have taken
q a berth in the sleeper, but your moth
e er insisted-said I'd not been feelin
: any too WELL"
Bayard laughed outright-a laugh
wet with vinegar tears.
Wesley sank into a chair with the
little whimper of a sick old man.
Bayard went to his father and put
his arm about him and regretted his
Wall street disaster with a ~ferocious
remorse. He could not speak, ant
there was a long dumbness before
Wesley sighed:
81 guess we got to lose the home
them"
That "then" was a history in
word.
Bayard bent his head in shame a
hhis helplessness. AS usual, it wa
Wesley who found a shabby comfor
in the situation-found it for his son
"Don't you think anything NOR,
about it, my boy. I'm kind of relieved.
He giggled with a pitiful senility. "
been so ashamed at traipsin' over herr
to bother you instead of rushin' owe
to help you like 1 ought to-beint
your father-that I'm kind of glad vol
can't help me. l got no right to adj
to your troubles. I'm supposed tt
take care of you"
Bayard kept groaning:
"To lose your homel To think o
you losing your home! And me stand
ing by"
"Why, it's nothing, Bayard. Afte
all, we're not in Belgium. We've go
friends. And relations. There's NJ
danger of anything happening to u.s.
Daphne and Leila overheard this con
IF versation while listening in the hall
n Daphne chung to Leila and burie'
d her face in Leila's bosom to smothe
1t her frenzied grief. Leila, moppin
Daphne's cheek with her own hand
kerchief, caught the CLINT of a dia
1t mond on her finger. 1t glistened lik
a great, immortal tear.
is 1t inspired her with a new hope
Is She had often eonsoled herself wit
Id the thought of her jewels as a fina
n refuge, but she had put off the evi
lg day. Now she felt that the time ha
come. She threw open the door an
Is spoke into the gloom with a voice Q
Of seraphic beauty:
81 couldn't help hearing what 70
d were saying. You needn't be dow
hearted, though, for Eve just though
of a way to help daddy out" He wa
IL daddy" to her also.
to Bayard and Wesley turned an
IN stared at her in amazement. Sh
went on in a kind Of ecstasy.
a. my rings!" she cried. "Don't yo
st seel My diamonds and rubiesl An
I've got a necklace or two, and son
Id chains and brooches. They're wort
tn a lot Of money. And you're WELDON
on to 'em, daddy"
lie The men were confused with t
be many emotions to know what to fe,
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