The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1919-07-22

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with the same vim, abandon and en-.
joyment that he would have exercised
had it been a chariot. He had opened
his eyes wide, in the midst Of keen
pleasures and great expectations, q
letter had come from an indulgent
uncle apprizing him of the fact that
great food had swept away the
| plant upon which he depended fOr
his revenue.
Coming on to stand by your side
i and work tooth and nail for you"
wrote the loyal-souled Warren, but he
received a reply, prompt and final:
stay where you are and make a
man of yourself. There are too many
gathering up the wreck of my for
tune already"
friends clearly appraised of the diff
ference between an heir expectant and
a pauper without even a position, sold
| off his bachelor belongings and re-
moved from a sumptuOus suite to a
small room in a cheap quarter. He
sent the proceeds to his uncle and
started out to face life with capital
comprising perfect health and a clear
conscience.
Warren chuckled as he drove little
covered delivery wagon the first day
of his acceptance of the only job that
came his way. He possessed a rare
sense Of humOr and the quaintness of
his position amused him. In the back
of the wagon was a great wooden box
that usually held bushels and bushels
of crisp salted peanuts. Warren was
Ia fact one of q numerous group who
went around daily and filled the glass
penny-in-the-SlOt machines which held
"Grigson'S Famous One Cent Lunches"
The machines were set wherever there
was likelihood of the passer-by being
attracted by the fact that the eXpendi-
ture of mere cent would secure a
tOOthsOme handful of the anomalous
fresh sailed peanuts.
One of the most ardent of the GUS
toners Of the luxury was Benny Lee.
He had acquired a penny one morning
and had started out early to invest in
his favOrite esculent. Warren, on his
way to headquarters to secure his
daily supply. saw the little fellow ap-
prOach a corner machine, insert his
penny in it's slot and turn the supply
controlling knob. No result-the glass
container was empty. Little Benny
shook the machine, pounded it, look
of distress on his face, and he began
to cry. Warren pulled up promptly.
Empty, my little man." he spoke.
Now hop up here beside me, and I'll
see that you get the most famous
penny's worth Of peanuts any boy ever
happened Onto"
1t was less than a mile to the ware
house, and once arrived there Warren
gave Benny big paper bag and led
him to a chute
Hold 1t under the end here" di-
rected the big-hearted Warren, and
Benny's eyes bulged as at the touch of
a lever the chute disgorged torrent
of peanuts, filling the bag to overflow
ing. Within an hour Benny was back
home with his wonderful story of q
real living Santa Claus and his Won
derful treasure.
1t was that same afternoon that
Warren Dole. passing a tree-shaded
yard near to the point where he had
met little Benny, halted to survey a
scene that did his heart good. Seated
on the grass were nearly q dozen little
children, and near them wooden plates
heaped high with peanuts. Benny was
In view as host of the happy coterie,
while near. by, dishing out lemonade,
was a graceful, sweet-faced girl, un-
his sister.
"Oh, there's my friendr cried Ben
ny, and bolted for the fence. The
young lady followed him, for Benny
had seized her skirt and insisted on an |
to 'the bestest man In |
he world" and when q few minutes |
alter Warren pursued his way, it was
with a lovely face dancing before his
mental vision.
1t got to be so before the month was |
,ver that Warren Dole called fire. i
luently at the home of Adrienne Wes-
on. He had come to learn that the
,rizzled, harsh-featured man he occa-
'ionally saw about the place was Ben
ly's father and Adriennes stepfather.
dr. Weston was drinker, treated the
wO with little kindness, and Warren
With a Jealous pang learned that he
vas intent on marrying Adrienne to
avorite boon companion whom Adri-
nne detested. In tears, after she and
Warren had become better acquainted.
Adrienne told of her misery and her
ears.
MY stepfather says he will take
title Benny away from me and turn
ne out on the street If I do not marry
is friend" sObbed Adrienne. "He
as got so, too, that when he is in
rink he abuses both of us llreadfully."
nd from the confession there grew
plan that solved all the distress OF
he troubled Adrienne. l.
One afternoon when the cruel stem.
ather was on one of his drinkino