The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1920-01-15
CHAPT GR Xxx.

| When the great Anderson estate
went into court for settlement, "there
wasn't any," George Anderson said
that is, when the settlement was con-
cluded there was no estate. He re-
preached himself bitterly for not hav-
ing long ago discovered that his ia
ther had never given Isabel a deed to
her house. "And those pigs, Sydney
and Amelia!" he added, for this was
another thing he was bitter about.
"They won't do anything. I'm sorry
l gave them the opportunity of making
polished refusal. The estate was bad
/ iy crippled, even before they took Ou.
their third and the third they took
was the only good part of the rotten
apple. Well, l didn't ask them for res
titution on my own account, and at
least it will save you some trouble,
young George. Never waste any time
writing to them; you mustn't count on
them"
IL DON'T" George said quietly. ~
don't count on anything"
oL, we III uOl lecl llluI lnlISS are
quite desperate" ANDERSON laughed,
but not with great cheerfulness.
We'll survive, Georgie-yOu will, es-
pecially. For my part Pm little too
old and too accustomed to fall back
on somebody else for supplies to start
a big fight with life; I'll be content
with just surviving, and can do it Oh
an eighteen-hundred-do con-
sulShip. An eX-cOngreSSman can al
ways be pretty sure of getting some
such job, and l hear from Washing
ton the matters about settled. So
much for me! But yOu-Of course
you've had poor training for making
your own way, but you're only boy
after all. and the stuff of the old stock
is in you. It'll come out and do some
thing. I'll never forgive myself about
that deed; it would have given you
something substantial to start with.
Still, you have a little tiny bit, and
you'll have a little tiny salary, too
and of course your Aunt Fanny's here,
and she's got something you can fall
back on if you get too pinched. until ]
/ can begin to send you a dribble now
and then"
Georges ''little tiny bit" was six
hundred dollars which had come to
him from the sale of his mothers fur
niture; and the little tiny salary"
was eight dollars a week which old
Frank Bronson was to pay him for
services as clerk and student-at-
law. George had accepted haughtily,
and thereby removed q burden from
his uncle's mind.
Anderson himself, however, had not
even a tiny Bit" though he got his
consular appointment, and to take him
to his post he found it necessary to
borrow two hundred of his nephew's
six hundred dollars. ''It makes me
sick, George" he said. But I'd bet
ter get there and get that salary start
/ ed. OF course Eugene would do any
/ thing in the world, and the fact is he
wanted to, but felt that-ah-under
the circumstances"
Never" George exclaimed, growing
red. II can't imagine one of the fam
lily" He paused, not finding 1t
necessary to explain that "the fam
lily" shouldn't turn a man from the
door and then accept favors from him.
81 wish you'd take more"
Anderson declined. "One thing I'll
say for you, young George: you have
mt stingy bone in your body. That's
the ANDERSON stock in yOu-and l like
It'll"
He added something to this praise
of his nephew on the day he left for
Washington. He was not to return,
but to set forth from the capital on
the long journey To his post. George
went with him TO the station, and
their farewell was heightened by the
:. trains being several inmates late.
II may not see you again, George" :"
Anderson said, and his voice was 4
little husky as he set kind hand on
the young mans shoulder. Its quite
probable that from this time on we'll
oLis hho" SiNli Ds
you're notified as my next of kin that
there's an old yalise 10 be forwarded
/ to you, and perhaps some dusty curios
from the consulate mantelpiece. Well,
it's an odd way for us TO be saying
good bye; one wouldn't have thought
it, even few years ago, but here We
are, two gentlemen of elegant appear
ance In q state of bustitude. We can't
ever tell what will happen at all, can
We? Life and money both behave like
loose quicksilver in nest of cracks.
And when they're gone we can't tell
WHEREOF what the devil we did with
'em! But l believe I'll say now-while
there isn't much time left for either
Of nc TO get embarrassed about it
believe I'll say that I've always been
fond of you. We all spoiled you ter
nbly when you were a little boy aad
let you grow up en- prince-and
must say you took to 1t But you've
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