Cleveland County herald., 1921-08-11


 Littleford chief hotfoot, and overlook him. Trust your hill dweller to note landmarks when he goes into unknown territory - Littleford was headed straight for the hospital.
 They walked for two blocks in si- lence. Moreland had assumed the at titude. of one who has had the guard ianship of an irresponsible person thrust upon him. But soon he soft ened somewhat
 Il shore cain't understand, Ben," he draWled, "how Bill Dale ever could bear it to live here"
 "I wonder" Littleford said absent mindedly, as though he had not heard, "Whar Bill Dale is at? It's mighty durned lonesome without him. ain't it? That was good ham We had for break fus, John."
 Tt wasn't ham. It was beef"
 Ut was ham,"
 Tt was beef."
 Tt was ha-A"
 Don't ye reckon" tiared John More 1 land, that know dang cows meat when l see it? 1t was beef !"
 They had halted in the middle of stream of pedestrians. A policeman crowded his way to them.
 Move 'on!" he growled.
 
 Bill Dale was at that moment enter- ing the lobby of the Blaisdell with Robert McLaurin at his side. Dale had just told McLaurin that he meant to go to Cincinnati to borrow money from his wealthy friend Harris. Then McLaurin told Dale something that saved him the journey to Cincinnati.
 You haven't heard about Harris, Bill? I'm sorry, because he would n have accommodated you. He went broke a few days ago in the cotton smash. He was here yesterday, and left last night for .Cincy."
 Dale did not trySto conceal his sur prise and disappointment Harris, for all his youth, had been a business mar vel.
 "Hl have to try somebody here, 1 guess. But 1 won't take it from fa- ther-mother wouldn't permit it, any way, if she knew-and there are Sev- eral other reasons Queer how a fel- lows mother would turn him down like this! Usually, y'know, it's a fei- lows mother that sticks by him the
 ''I wonder where l could find old Newton Wheatley, of the Luther WheatIey Iron company? 1 know him, all right. He always liked me, Bobby.
 You'll find him at home," McLaurin answered. Hes out of business, and here all the time now. He might take a shot at coal. Why not phone him from Irere?"
 HI do that" Dale decided. Look up my two friends for me, Bobby, will you?"
 He was soon speaking to Newton Wheatley. lie was brief in stating his wishes. To the question as to why he did not go to his father for funds well, he had his reasons, and it was rather private matter. Wheat.ey, of course, remembered the near-wedding.
 The old iron man was silent for what seemed to Dale very long time. Then his voice came over the wire with an almost ominous calm:
 Who besides you has seen this vein, Carlyle? Anybody that knows coal?'
 "Yes, my father" Dale answered quickly. 'He went over it years ago. Ask him about the coal in David More lands mountain. Phone him, and then phone me. Pm waiting at the BIais- dell."
 Wheatley agreed little reluctantly.
 Dale waited patiently for fifteen minutes. Then the clerk called him to the phone. He took up the receiver with boyish eagerness.
 Wheatley began cordially: Your fa- ther tells me it is a good proposition, Carlyle, so pll let you have all the money you'll need. And if you want good mining man, 1 know where you can lay your hands on one; also l can furnish you, at half the original cost, all the necessary machinery and acces- sories. You didn't know the old Lu- therWheatley company dickered i'll coal as well as iron: eh? Well, it did. Let me see you at three o'clock this afternoon"