Cheraw chronicle. [volume] (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, 1920-06-24

was smart enough to know which side
his bread is 5uttered on and who does
the buttcring."
"If I could guarantee Mr.. Ogilvy
that temporary franchise mentioned In
his telegram, it might help me to get
in right with ]. P. M. at the start"
his hopeful suggested.
"Guarantee it" his father shouted.
Guarantee itl Well I should snicker! !!
We1l just show J. P. NJ. and his crowd
th.t they made no mistake when they
picked you as their Sequoia legal rep
resentative. I'll call a special meeting
of that little old city council of mine
and jam that temporary franchise
through while you'd be saying Jack
Robinsonr"
He carefully made copy Of the
telegram
"H-m!" he grunted. "Wants to cross
Water street at B and build out. Front
street. Well, I dare say nobody will
kick over the traces at that. Nothing
but warehouses and lumber-drying
yards along there. anyhow. Still come
to think Of It, Pennington will probably
raise a howl about sparks from the
engines of the N. G. o. setting his
lumber piles afire."
"HeIl be dead against It." Henry de-
clared II know, because at the We'd
nesday meeting of the Lumber Manu-
facturers' association the subject of
the N. C. o. came up and Pennington
made a talk against 1t. He said the
N. G. o. ought to be discouraged, If
it was u legitimate enterprise, which
he doubted, because the most feasible
and natural route for road would be
from Willis. Mendocino county, north
to Sequoia. I tell you he's dead set
against It."
"Then we won't tell him anything
about 1t, Henry. Well just pull off
this special session Of the council and
forget to invite the reporters; after
the Job has been put over, Pennington
can come ground ahd howl all he
wants. We're not letting chance like
this slip by US without grabbing a
handful of the tail-feathers, Henry.
No, sir-not If we know it."
"You bet" said Henry earnestly.
At eleven-thirty Thursday morning,
young Henry Poundstone, having work
ed the greater part Of the previous
night preparing TIE deeds, delivered
both deeds and franchise to Buck
Ogilvy at the latter's hotel. 1t was
with difficulty. that the latter could
conceal his tremendous amazement
when Henry casually handed him the
franchise. True, he had slipped that
fake telegram among the contracts as
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fondest hope, at the time he conceived
the brilliant idea, was that Henry
would show the telegram to his father
and thus inculcate In the old gentle
man a friendly feeling toward the n.
G. o. not unmixed with pleasurable
anticipations Of the day when Henry
Poundstone junior, should be one Of
the most highly priced members of the
legal staff of a public-service corpora
tion.
When he could control his emotions,
Mr.. Ogilvy gazed approvingly upon
Henry Poundstone. "Mr. Poundstone,7
he said solemnly, 81 have met some
meteoric young attorneys in my day,
but you're the first genuine comet I
have seen in the legal armament. Do
you mind telling me exactly how you
procured this franchise-and why you
procured it without explicit orders
from me-"
Henry did his best to look puzzled.
"Why," he said, 'you left that tele-
gram with me, and I concluded that
you regarded it as self-eXplanatory or
else had forgotten to mention 1t. I
knew you were busy, and 1 didn't want
to bother you with details, so I just
went ahead and filled that order for
SOC. Anything wrong about that?"
"Certainly not. It's perfectly Won
derful. But how did you put 1t over?"
Henry smirked. "My dads the engi-
neer," he said blnntly. "If thirty days