Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-01-24


front Of him.
He was anywhere ffsm twenty-five
to forty. this American from the dis
tant trenches, and his ags was ~ hard
to guess as q clever wsman's; there
was somsthinE about him peculiar 10
youth, and yet when his face wss II
rspose, he might easily Aavs e,aansS
two score Of yssrS ana esos undie
putsd. II vas 4 facs which suggested
both the Are Of inmatSz1ty sn4 ~
drain Of eIpsrisncs, there was breath
taking gravity about II. . hint ef the
dignity Of marble. Of assisss psrua.
nsnce n was . slightly thin facA
Scared BY heavy line % two. and
indelibly stamped with the evidence
Of intense thought and inward suffer.
Ing; but It lacked the holiows which,
at tho frst glance. ahould have sup
ported the evidence. II was thin and
oval face. with mouth Of large and
sympathetic sweetness forehead
white and high, . prominent, delicate
nose, and irises Of clear, luminous
gray. Il wasn't altogether an Anglo
Saxon type Of countennnce, nor was
II definitely European; Il seemed
rather to have taken ell the better
qualities from several races. Il was
a face to inspire immediate trust and
and respect, and Harmon.
despite his lack of practice IN all three
Of these reactions, was evidently at.
tracted by II.
"vichy.C elestins for me-" said the
old.young man indifferently.
"rn guess I'll have vichy
too" said Harmon, relaxing. III 1t
wasn't for something I can't Just de-
scribe I'd say well. never
mind. Er :. what business have
you been In, by the wayY
The younger mans reply was tardy
and not particularly gracious.
"Why, the longest time I ever put
In at any one business was selling In.
surance. The last thing I did was to
sell bonds. Why7"
Harmon stifrened. "A salesman
Good Lordl That's the last thing In
the world I'd have but, say!
You must have been q whirlwind T!
Why. a man with a presence like yours
would hardly have to open his mouth!
You've got a sort Of I'll be
hanged If know what to call II
but kind Of feeling, II you know
what I mean. Salesman Why. all
you need Is an introduction and dot.
ted line"
Tho young man laughed rather for
lornly and slipped his vichy.
"Just at present I haven't either"
Harmon's gaze was unfaltering, and
his interest and admiration bounded
higher. Mechanically, in accordance
with his habits, he was striving to dis
cover how this new acquaintance
might be put to practical use. twas
I right. or was wrong? Playing in
hard luck don't strengthen a mans
courage much, even II he tries to blum
himself into thinking 1t does. Cut out
the regret stuff; that's my advice, and
you can take II or leave It. Forget
all that tough luck you had over here.
and get busy figuring out how you're
going to cash In on all your expert
ence. Americas full Of chances
youll land something big in no time
Can't help II II you try. Salesman
Son, you're carrying your best recon-
mendation right on top Of your own
shoulders
The young man gave him back wry
smile and finished his vichy.
II only hope It comes true" no said.
Harmon looked at him steadily, and
falling under the spell Of those radiant
features stared and stared until be
came to himself and all at once
brought his fist down on the table. 30
that the glasses rang again.
well. why shouldn't it, As . mat
ter Of fact, why shouldn't it1'
The younger mans expression hadn't
changed. Meaning whatt"
Meaning" said Harmon deliberate
~, "that the frst thing I've got to do