Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1920-12-22
His Fathers Son
By H. LOUIS RAYBoLD


Roger Bennett had grown up in
the shadow of his fathers disgrace.
Since his early school days he had be-
come accustomed to sly innuendoes
and looks askance, which at first he
attributed to some popularity of his
own. But little by little he gathered
stray bits of information until one
memorable day shortly before his
graduation from high school he con-
fronted his mother with his scraps of
half-knowledge and learned from her
the whole bitter tale; how his father
had Incorporated trust funds, had
been indicted and had committed sui
eide in prison while serving his SEN
tence.
Don't forget. my son." she had con-
cluded at the end of the sad story.
that now it lies with you to make
worthy the name you bear. 1t was
your fathers also, but through you
1t may again become honorable
And it was with this thought al
ways in mind that Roger left the high
school, went through college and came
back to make living for himself and
mother, whose scanty resources had
been practically depleted by the ex-
pense of her sons education. Then,
shortly after his return, his mother
had died, and Roger bitterly but
truthfully, blamed the heavy burden
of sorrow she had borne for so many
years for her untimely death and his
consequent great loneliness.
His one comfort during the sad days
Back in Rogers school days had been
born the one great hate and one great
love of his life. The love was for this
same Virginia, the hate for her cousin,
Wilbur Howard, nephew of the pres
ident of the bank where Roger
worked
1t had been Wilbur's slurring re-
marks concerning Rogers father that
had made Virginia, at that time a
slim, leggy little girl with swapping
brown eyes and flyaway pigtails,
thrust protecting arm through Rog
er's and declare: You're a hateful
thing, Wilbur, if you are my cousin,
and no matter what you say about
Rogers father, he has the most beau
tiful mother in the world!" Virginia's
own mother was dead
Roger had never forgotten her par
tisanship. Not that thee old antago-
nism between her and her cousin had
developed. Rather the contrary. For
as Virginia grew into tall, slender
girl with her pigtails loosened into
waves and curls on her stately head,
and Wilbur became dapper youth
with a thin mustache of which he was
Unfortunately proud, people began to
hint that the kinship between the two
was not going to prove an obstacle
to closer relation, and Roger feared
the downfall of the hopes he had long
cherished
And people limited at other things,
also. For instance, there were those
who, when Roger was taken into the
bank. shook their heads and gave ut
terance TO vague remarks about hered-
ity. bred in the bone" like father,
like SON And Wilbur himself, a vice
president of the bank largely through
the grace of being the presidents
nephew, had felt it incumbent upon
his position to demonstrate with his
uncle.
Uncle Will" he began with a slight
embarrassed pull at his mustache,
isn't it-er-rather risky to employ
young Bennett"
WILLIAM Howard laid down the re-
port he was reading and regarded his
nephew over the rims of his glasses
How SOP" he asked CURLY.
"Well, his father"
"Pm not employing his father. He's
dead" said Uncle viii. "Close the
door as you go out, Wilbur"
Then, late one winter evening Rog-
er, returning to the bank for forgot
ten package, surprised a light in an
inner office. Investigation discovered
Wilbur, rather frustrated, who after
an involved explanation of his pres
ence, departed hastily. Roger puzzled
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from his mind. He could not know,
of course, that Wilbur was forgetting
his own dismay In wondering what
was the nature of his (Roger's) err
rand.
1t CHANGED that on the day the bank
examiners elected to visit Tylerville,
Wilbur was out of town. AS he got
off the train on his return he stepped
into such a hubbub of excitement as
his native village had not known for
years. Knots of people stood on the
corners in gesticulative discussion.
An attempt to use telephone found
all lines busy. The one evening paper
Haunted the news in glaring type.
Large sums missing from local bank
books tempered with-suspicion di-
rected toward certain well-known
al