Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1920-04-09

again, but after all there's plenty of
excitement right in the United States.
Big work to be done, son Big money
to make. And it helps the war along.
too. I tell you there never was a big
ger opportunity to make money than
there is right this minute. The hard
lob isn't to find the scheme; it's to find
the. men TO run it. Don't you worry
you'll land something right off
the bat!''
Thanks for the compliment
"Oh. it's no compliment Anybody
can make money these days. It's a
plain statement of fact -. Say,
let's go in and have something. Come
in and be sociable. What you wants
drink. Am T right or am I wrong?"
"Well-"
"And that's what the doctor or
dered! Come on! It's on me-"
The other man hesitated. and at
last succumbed, out of sheer uncon-
Germ, to a companionship he realized
in advance would be distasteful.
"AIl right" he consented briefly
and together, arm in erm. they stun
bled and tackled across the treacnerOus
deck, and presently crossed the thresh-
old into the hazy light of the smoking
room. Harmon, smiling broadly, wiped
the brine from his smarting eyes.
''Now, them" he said, what particu
lar brand Of poison do you" And
broke off short and stared, fascinated
at the extraordinary young man In
front of him.
He was anywhere from twenty-five
to forty, this American from the dis
tant trenches, and his age was as hard
to guess as a clever woman's; there
was something about him peculiar to
youth, and yet when his face was in
repose, he might easily have claimed
| two score of years and gone undis-
puted. 1t was a face which suggested
! both the fire of immaturity and the
drain of experience; there was breath
taking gravity about it, hint of the
dignity Of marble, of ageless perma-
hence. It was a slightly thin face,
SCARED by a heavy line or two, and
| indelibly stamped with the evidence
of intense thought and inward suffer
ing; but it lacked the hollows which,
at the first glance, should have sup
ported the evidence. It was thin and
oval face, with a mouth of large and
| sympathetic sweetness, forehead
white and high, a prominent, delicate
nose, and irises of clear, luminous
gray. 1t wasn't altogether an Anglo
Saxon type Of countenance, nor was
it definitely European; it seemed
rather to have taken all the better
qualities from several races. 1t was
face to inspire immediate trust and
confidence and respect, and Harmon,
despite his lack of practice in all three
of these reactions. was evidently at
tracted by it.
'Vichy-Celestins for me-" said the
old-young man indifferently.
"I'll / guess I'll have vichy
too" said Harmon, relaxing. "If it
wasn't for something can't just de-
scribe I'd say we'll, never
mind. Err what business have
you been in, by the way?"
The younger mans reply was tardy
and not particularly gracious.
'Why, the longest time I ever put
in at any one business was selling In
surance. The last, thing | did was to
sell bonds. Why?"
Harmon stiffened. "a salesman
Good Lord! That's the last thing in
the world I'd have &. but, say
You must have been a whirlwind
Why, man with presence like yours
would hardly have to open his mouth
You've got sort Of I'll be
hanged if 1 know what to call it !.
but kind of feeling, if you know
what I mean. Salesman! Why, all
you need is an Introduction and a dot
ted liner
The young man laughed rather for
lornly and slipped his vichy.
"Just at present / haven't either
Harmon's gaze was unfaltering, and
his interest and admiration bounded
higher. Mechanically, in accordance
with his habits, he was striving to dis
cover how this new acquaintance
might be put to practical use. "Was
I right, or was wrong? Playing in
hard luck don't strengthen mans
courage much, even If he tries to bluff
himself into thinking it does. Cut out
the regret stuff that's my advice, and
YOU can take it or leave it. Forget
all that tough luck you had over here,
and get busy figuring out how you're
going to cash in on all your expert
!: ance. Americas full of chances
you'll land something big in no time.
Can't help it if you try. Salesman !!
Son. you're carrying your best recon-
mendation right on top Of your own
shoulders !"
The young man gave him back wry
smile and finished his vichy.
ST only hope it comes true" he said.
Harmon looked at him steadily. and
falling under the spell of those radiant
features stared and stared until he
came to himself and all at once
brought his fist down on the table, so
that the glasses rang again.
"Well, why shouldn't it? AS mat
ter of fact, why shouldn't it?"
The younger mans expression hadn't
changed. meaning what?"
Meaning" said Harmon deliberate
ly. "that the first thing I've got to do
when [ get home is to hunt up a couple
Of good statesmen myself. Are you
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