The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1920-05-07

you couldn't sell gold eagles for
dollar apiece! That's fiat!",
$50 could go back--and honestly
make good7 All the way? Prove what
! can do7 And not have any back
FIRE in itT a h
"And have a chance" said Harmon.
nodding, ito put yourself in right
again. That's what my whole idea
was. II you're going to cash In on
your hard luck, boy. you've got to
speak up. That's my policy. Cash In
on this thing the doctors did, for you
Lets play II together. son. II It's a
sort Of withdrawing you want, I'll
help you. don't care continental
what you did to get IN wrong in SYRIA
cuseAit's success that counts. Moth
ing else but success. Is 1t bar
gain7' i'itse{ f3
Hilliard shut his teeth tight; re-
fiected; yielded abruptly.
ITS bargain !" he said. "I'm with
your JtltD.
"Goodl Now"
"One moment! Let's be frank with
II.
that I've done anything that's"
| "Mr. Hilliard, you don't have to talk
| like that to me- I've had you sized
up from the start, haven't II" t
| "Yes, but / wanted you to know"
"But I do know. son! Wild oats.
sort Of. Am right, or am I wrong?
That's why I'm, banking on you. Peo-
pie turned up their noses. maybe. Said
things. Gossip. I know that sort of
business. And you're sore-naturally.
Well, this'll poultice everybody, in
| GLIDING yourself. Go on back to your
! old friends. You're new man; they
/ won't know you. Make EN- new friends
land there you are. oh, here's an
| other suggestion. What would you
| say to no salary at all, twenty per cent
| commission, and no limit to your ex-
| pense account2 But you pay back
half Of your expenses. out of your
| earned commissions. On--say, a three
months tryout. How does that strike
| your"
1T -. why, ] don't see what
you're driving at"
Because" said Harmon, you're
worth more than i thought you were.
How do l know? I've watched your
eyes, son You're going into Syracuse
with the finest plan, the finest front
and the finest opportunity I've ever
dreamed Of in all my lIfel And be-
sides that. you've got spur that even
couldn't give you. How are
| you fixed for money!
! I'm not fixed at all. I'm broke"
Harmon fished for his bill-book, and
folded two notes into a small com
pass.
"Herei Bind the bargain. Don't
worry-it's an advance. l know who
can trust-that's my longest suit,
son. Give me receipt II you like.
Better not speak to me again until we
land. Never know who's aboard that
might see you later. Come to my Of
flee at ten o'clock the morning after
we're locked. And" He laughed In
patent relief. "You know, son." he
said, I'm pretty wise old bird, and
there's not much that fools me, but
right up to the last second, I
wasn't quite sure whether you'd take
that job or not. II the surgeon that
mended you could only have doctored
your eyes, son--if he could only have
doctored your eyesl Whew" He
stared again at Hilliard, and nodded
soberly. Wonderful-perfectly won
derful," he said. fascinated. when
you smile at me like that, sort of
feel as though ought to get up and
take of my hat and apologize to you,
and I'm hanged II I know what for.
|. Perhaps they overdid 1t a
trife copied that picture too
well why don't you see II you
can't grow a mustachec ~