Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1920-03-26

Bryce Cardigan must put his turke!
o. his back and go into the woods
looking for job as a lumberjack.
Busted, Ell? Did or did not heal
the six O'Clock whistle blow ut thu
mill? Bet you dollar | did"
"Oh, | have title to everything
yet"
"now ] do have to dig for goot
news Then II appears we still have
a business indeed, we may always
have Il business, for the very fact that
1t Is going hut not quite gone implies
a doubt us to Its ultimate departure
and perhaps we may yet scheme 4
way to retain ii. If we can save
enough out of the wreck TO insure
u your customary home comforts,
shan't cry, partner. have profes
sion to fall back on. Yes, Stree.
own sheep-skln, and 1t says I'm an
electrical and civil engineer
| what !"
II said 1t. An electrical and civil
engineer. Slipped one over on you at
college, John Cardigan, when all the
time you thought was having a good
tine"
"Bu-bubut--"
"lt drives me wild TO have man
sputter at me. I'm an electrical and
civil engineer. | tell you, and my two
years Of travel have been spent study
ing the installation an. construction
OF big plants abroad"
MY dear boy And you've got
your degree?"
Partner, have string Of letters
after my name like the tail OF a
comet"
You comfort me- the old man
answered simply. Il have reproached
myself with the thought that | reared
you with the sole thought of maxim.
lumberman out OF you-and when
| saw your lumber business slipping
through my fingers
you were sorry | didn't have a
profession TO fall back ON, Ell? Or
were you fearful lest you had raised
the usual rich mans son? If the
latter, you did not compliment me, pal.
I've never forgotten how hard you al
ways strove 10 impress me with
sense Of the exact weight Of my
responsibility as your successor
How biz are you now?' his father
queried suddenly.
well, sir" Bryce answered. for his
fathers pleasure putting aside his
normal modesty, I'm six feet two
inches tall, ard | weigh two hundred
pounds in the pink of condition.
have forty-elght-in chest, with five
and half inches chest-expansion. and
a reach as long as gorilla's. Ny
underplnning is good, too; I'm not one
of these fellows with spidery legs and
a barrel-cheSt. can do a hundred
yards in ten seconds; I'm no SLOUGH
of swimmer; and at Princeton they
say | made football history"
That is very encouraging, my boy
very. Ever do any boxing?"
quite a little. I'm fairly up in the
manly art Of seIf-defense'
The old man wagged his head ap-
and they had reached the
gate of the Cardigan home before he
spoke again. There's a big buck
up in Pennlngton's camp"
he remarked irTelevantly. He's n
French Canadian imported from north. |
ern Michigan by Colonel Pennington.
| dare say he's the only man In this
who measures up TO you phys. /
ically. He can fight with his fists
and wrestle quite cleverly. I'm told. .
His name is Jules Rondeau, and he's
top dog among the lumberjacks. They .
say he's the strongest man in the
county" He unattached the gate.
Folks used to say that about me
Ince,' he continued wistfully. "Ah.
Z / could have my eyes TO see you
meet Jules Rondeauw
The front portal of the quaint old
Cardigan residence opened, and n
;ilver-haired lady came out on the
,orch and hailed Bryce. She was
Yrs. Tully, John Cardigan's old house
;eeper. and almost mother to Bryce
oh, here's my boy!" she cried. and
moment later found herself encircled
~ Bryce's arms and saluted with n
Hearty kiss.
AS he stepped into the familiar en-
Bryce paused. raised his
lead and shifted suspiciously, like q
ird-dog. Mrs. Tully, arms akimbo,
watched him E'eaSurably. ~ smell
he declared. and advanced
step down the hall for another sniff;
hen, In exact imitation Of foxhound,
e gave tongue and started for the
itchen. Mrs. Tully, waddlIng after,
ound him pointing two hot black
erry pies which had few minutes
reviously been taken from the oven.
lie was baying lugubrlously.
I'm still pie-hound, Mrs. Tully.
nd you're still the same dear, thought.
vi soul. How many did you maker"
1.-Two
"May ! have one all for myself, Mrs.
'nllyT
Indeed you may. my dear"
THANK you, but | do not want II
Or myself. Mrs. Tully, win you please
rap one OF those wonderful piles In
napkin and the instant George Sea
tier comes in with the car. tell him
, take the pie over to Colonel Penn
lgton's house and deliver 1t to Miss
umner? There's a girl who doubtless
links she has tnsted pie In her day,
I'D want to prove to her that she
asn't" He selected a card from his
ri aoca COT douu and ,x,,.sts.