The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1920-01-08

IT'S really true?" Intercepted Wal.
ter Morse of Lawyer Barnett, with
catch in his breath, as though half
stunned.
Absolutely"
MY uncle, John Lee, has left me
share of his fortune?"
According to his VIII twenty thou
sand dollars in securities and five
thousand dollars in cash
"Then | am worth twenty-five thou
sand dollars?'
at looks that way. OF course the
real value of the securities is to be
determined, but the money is in bank
and we will honor checks up to the
full amount at your pleasure"
Walter Morse's eyes sparkled. An
humble court clerk for five years, he
had plodded on with fair salary and
no chance of advancement. Now he
was dazZled. Then a superlatiyey sat
isfed look came into his eyes and he
said:
1--WE wanted my fling since I was a
boy. I'll have it now, you may
wager"
mo wasteful dissipation, l hope?"
.intimatcd the attorney.
mo, sir. I'm not built that way,
but I have always cherished one fond
dream. The Martin branch of our
family in the city have always held
L. i,rh nh I
to drop in on them and show them
that all their accidental wealth hasn't
placed them one notch above me. The
last time | visited them they practical
ly shelved me as poor relation. I'll
spring some surprise on them the next
call, trust me-"
So within a week Walter, trans
formed as to garb, dignity and the as
Martin home, a gaudy butterfly, in
deed. He made no boasts, but his aC-
tons and his appearance enforced at
tentiOn, if not real esteem. lie went
ous with the Martin boys and flung his
ready cash around prodigaIly. He
made his aunt and her daughter pres
entS that almost bewildered them with
their eXpensyeness. He took rooms
ut the leading hotel, hired an automo-
bile for regular use and cut quite
sWath in the social circle into which
his relatives indicted him.
There was young fellow to whom
N'alta,. ,t.ag fptt,pJ11aI ,t.b, ,sr,n tl,r
caught his, fancy. Somehow Neal
barrow was different to others. He
did not sponge on the spendlhrift as
the Martin boys did he even censured
Walter for his reckless extravaganza,
although his own family We're report
ed well-to-do. Then, one day, he in
troduced Walter to his charming sis
ter Elvie.
1t was there that Walter opened his
eyes to a new kind of a world. The
DarrOWs were sensible, real home peO-
pie. From the start Elvie attracted
Walter. She was a sympathetic, char
liable little body and was deeply inter
ested in missionary work among the
poor. One day Walter met her near
Il tenement house.
you have tfught me something,
Miss barrow" said Walter as he ac-
companied her homeward
Walter Morse removed TO less eX-
pensive living quarters He got Neal
barrow to "show him about town." not
to the ilashy places of amusement and
billiard halls, but among the slums.
EIvie greeted him with a shining face
after she had learned that he was com
peteIy absorbed in the condition Of
the poor and helpless.
Meal says you are recklessly gen
erous with your benefactons, Mr..
Morse she observed. THAT Is neither
wise nor necessary, and you may be
imposed upon. There is a sane and
circumspect way to encompass the
zeal needs of these unfortunates."
Teach it to ms, will your uttered
the enthusiastic Walter eagerly, and
Elvie did, and unconsciously, some
thing else-the way to love her. This
in time she appreciated, and blushed
when they met, and was not sorry for
it, The pleasing friendship developed
into mutual devotion and then an en-
gagement At the height of bliss Wal
ter extended his generosity more and
more.
'lIellom he soliloqui2ed one morn
ing as he looked over his bank book.
Bless me! if | haven't got rid of all
that five thousand dollars except a
few hundreds Well, my fling has
turned out little different to what |
anticipated, but I'm not sorry for it,"
but Walter was for something that
transpired later in the day He re-
ceived a letter from Lawyer Barnett
that created CONSERVATION. His mind
was detected, his face sorrOwfu as he
entered the presence Of his iiancee
that evening. He at once made Elvie
Mr.. Bennett had written him that the
securities he had inherited had proved
utterly worthless.
so | am stranded AND no prospect
but the old life again he sighed. Il
am sorry, Elyie, Of course, but | can't
ask you to share my lot, now that it
has become so humble and uncertain"
70 his surprise his bright-faced
companion actually laughed at his
wretchedness. you need not she
chirpcd delightfully."-. Il shall ask you
TO share mine, Why, you dear prodl-
gal denrer than ever because you
have shown your true, golden nature