New-York tribune., 1921-01-30

tOoh Ill HIS ulCOIleClOUS SfdICH lOI
that woman who sooner or later
comes into every mans life-that
woman who will either take him up
to the gates of heaven or down to
you-know-where.
EVERY summer Samson went
- home for at least part of his va
cation, and when he started in busi-
ness for himself-"Samson A. May
nard & Co., Marine Insurance
Agents s"-the first letter he wrote on
his printed stationery was addressed
to Beacon Hill.
Abner didn't do much work the
DAY he received that letter. All the
morning he admired it and crowed
over it to Lottie, and all afternoon
he spent at Cantwell's blacksmith
shop and crowed over it to the
people.
Helen was proud as any of them.
Although you could hardly call her
a girlish Hercules, she fairly
bloomed with health, and if Samson
had been noticer of such things
he would have seen that every sum-
mer she grew more and more beauti-
full, like a painting slowly being
brought to perfection by master
hand. But Samson was too much
wrapped up in destiny to look for
beauty. When one who wishes to be
a champion is playing the game of
his life he doesn't let his eye wander
far from the ball.
AS time went on the business of
Maynard & Co. f1ourished like the
green bay tree. A foreign forward
ing department was added, then an
ocean freight department; new Of
fees were rented, new clerks were
hired. Samson began to travel, and
in one Of his trips to South Africa
he came across that trail which every
business man hopes to find some day
that. trail which is made up of a
long line Of parallel bars with a
capital s wrapped around them
thus: $$$$$$$$-that trail which
nothing but a million dollars can
make, and is generally only found
by those who have been smiled upon
by the fairies.
1t was a new type Of rear axle
for motor vehicles--an axle of such
superiority that even Samson could
see it's possibilities. The inventor
was still struggling with his patents
and trying to keep his head above
the financial waters which were
threatening to drown him. Samson,
on a speculation, paid him $4,000
down for the American rights and
agreed to pay him another $4,000
as soon as the patents were granted
and a royalty on each one made.
II ought to make net profit of
$40 on every one sold, easily" he
told Abner and Lottie on his re-
turn, "and there ought to be a mar
ket for at least $4,000 of them every
year."
"That's half million dollars a
year," said Abner in sawestrucl1
tones; and almost fiercely turning to
Lottie, he demanded: "Didn't / allus
tell you he'd do fright from the
day he was born? I seen it in him."
"But don't tell anybody" said
Samson, mot even Helen. It's a
secret yet, and I don't want every
body laughing at me if it falls
through"
II know how to keep my mouth
shet," said Abner proudly, ''and
never knew Lottie yet to spill any
BEANS"
AS you have probably noticed,
Helen wasn't in this conference.
When she was sixteen she had gone
to New York to finish her education,
and when that was. completed to the
satisfaction Of every one concerned
she kept house for her father. who
had never married again. They had
an apartment overlooking Morning.
side Park, and now and then Sam
son paid them a visit. But outside
Of meeting Helen he didn't greatly
enjoy it. The people he met there
spoke language and followed Gus
toms that were strange to him.
"My game is making money!" he
told Helen one night soon after his
return from South Africa, mot talk
ing about 'Chanteclcr' or hanging
around with a little teacup in my
hand"
II think you're wonderful" she
told him in low vetce.
The words weren't so much, but
there was just the least little vibra-
ton in her voice, and even as a GER
tain note played on the piano will