Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-03-06

nswsi Then II appears we still have
. business: indeed. We may always
have . business. for the very fact
that Il II Soing but not quite
gone implies doubt ~ to IT. ultimate
departure. and perhaps We may yet
scheme Q way TO retain It. II ]
can save enough out OF the wreck to
insure you your customary home
comforts, shsn't cry. partner. ]
have Q profession to fail back on.
Yes. airee. own q sheep skin. and
Il says Tn an electrical and civil
engineer"
what"
II said It. An electrical and civil
engineer. Slipped one over on you
1t college. John Cardigan. when all
the time you thought I was having .
good time"
"Bu blu -but-"
1T drives me Wild 10 have . man
spuutter at me. I'm an electrical ana
civil engineer. tell you. and my
two years Of travel have bean spent
studying the installation and con-
struction Of big plants abroad"
my dear boy! And you've got
your deSree?"
Partner, I have q string Of letters
after my name like the tail Of q
comet"
"You comfort me-" the old man
answered simply. Il have reproach-
ed myself with the thought that !
reared you with the sole thought OF
making q lumbernan out Of you
and when I saw your lumber busf-
ness slipping thru my fingers
."You were sorry I didn't have a
profession to fall back on. EN-? Or
were you fearful lest you had raised
the usual rich mans son? II the
latter, you did not compliment me.
pal. rye never forgotten how hard
you :, always strovc to impress me
with . sense OF the exact weight Of
my responsibility a. your successor"
"How big are you now?" his
father queried suddenly.
well. sir" Bryce answered, for his
fathers pleasure putting aside his
normal moiesty. I'm six feet two
inches tall. and weigh two hundred
pounds IN tho pink Of condition.
have a forty eight-inch chest with
Ave ana a half inches chest expan-
sion, and q reach as long as a
gorilla's. My underpinning is good.
too; I'm not one Of these fellows
with spidery legs and a barrel-chest.
I can DO hundred yards in ten Sec
onds; I'm no SLOUGH Of q swimmer:
and at Princeton they say made
football history"
THAT 10 very encouraging. my boy
very. Ever do any boxing"
quite . little. I'm fairly up in
the manly art OF self defense"
Tho old man wasyed his head ap-
provingly, and they. had reached the
gate Of the Cardigan home before he
spoke again. There's a big buck
woods boss up In Pennington's
camp" he remarked irrelevantly.
Hes French Canadian imported
from northern Michigan by Colonel
Pennington. dare say he's the
only man In this country who meas
ures up to you physically. He can
tight with his fists and wrestle quite
cleverly, I'm told. His name is Jules
Rondeau, and he's top dog among
the lumborjacks. They say he's the
strongest man in the country" He
Unattached the gate. Folks used to
say that about me once" he con-
tinued ,wistfully "Ah If could have
my eyes to see you meet Jules
Rondeau!"
The front portal of the quaint old
Cardigan residence opened. and
silver haired lady came out on the
porch and hailed Bryce. She was
Mrs. FULLY, John Cardisan's old
housekeeper. and almost a mother to
Bryce &".Oh, here's my boy!" she
cried, and moment later found her
self encircled by Bryce's arms and
saluted with a hearty kiss.
As he stepped into the familiar
entrance hall Bryce paused. raised
his head and shifted suspiciously.
like q bird-dog. Mrs. Tully. arms
akimbo, watched him pleasurably. Il
smell something" he declared. and
advanced step down the hall for
another sniff: then. in exact imita-
ton of. q foxhound,- he gave tongue
and started for the kitchen. Mrs.
FULLY, waddling after found him
"poipting" two hot blackberry pies
which had a few minutes previously
been taken from the oven. He was
baying lusubriously.
I'm, still a pie hound. Mrs. Tully,
and you're still the same. dear
thoughtful soul. How many did you
make?"
Two"
"May I have one all for myself.
Mrs. Tully?"
Indeed youmay, my dear"
5--s. nIkk A..xzz nix
~rhank YOU. but do not want 1t
for myself. Mrs. TRULY. will you
please wrap one Of these wonder
full pies in q napkin and the instant
George Sea otter comes in with the
car tell him to take the pie over to
Colonel Pennington's house and
deliver Il to Miss Sumner? There's a
girl who doubtless thinks she has
tasted pie in her day. and want to
prove to her that she hasn't" He
selected a card from his card-case'
sat down and wrote:
Dear Miss Sumner:
'Ifsre 70 = priceless hot Wild
blackberry pie. especially manufac-
tured IN my honor. 1t II 50 good !
wanted you to have some. In all your
life YOU have never tasted anything
ike It.
Sincerely.
"Brye Cardigan"
Some twenty minutes later his un-
usual votive Offering was delivered
ny George seaa Otter to Colonel Pen
|ninston,s Swedish maid, who prompt
!g!y brought Il IN TO the Colonel and
then 1t dinner III the Coloners f'ne