The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1922-02-16


because you haven't money enough.
Half loaf is better than no bread:
and I'm otering you very nearly the
half loaf. Take day or so To In INK
1t over. I'm i'm no hurry" And with
that he went back to the cabin across
the dump and left me warming the
anvil.
j guess 1t Will say itself that the
next few days stacked up about as
wretched an interval as / had ever
been called upon to put over.
Fullerton had a masterful sort Of
grip that seemed to give him a strau-
gic-ho'd upon everything he tackled.
At table and I'm the evenings before
the fire he monopolized the talk and
the rest of us sat around like slough
t"n-bottles and let him do it.
IL didn't help matters out murh.
when Daddy Hiram, chnaing me vp on
one or the days when l was dodgjng
Bu''erton. gave me the sealed enye-
iope which my grandfather had left
with him. AS will be remembered, II
was on the night of Bullerton's arrival
at the Cinnabar that had told Daddy
ana his daughter who I was, and the
subject hadn't been again referred to
by any Of us. But now Daddy. having
4, overtaken me on one OF the trails
above the mine, sat beside tfne ON n
Hat rock and we had It out. together.
n.,.' You j.. knew who was froHthe first,
Not right, plumb at frste. no." he
qualified. you see. I didn't know who
was looking for. Always .reckoned
somebody'd be along, 4 course. but
hadn't had any idea who r when"
I'm afraid I've been a pretty sorry
disappointment to you," muttered. "I
have no money and don't know
enough to be any good at the mining
game. And that reminds me: nv
grandfather paid you regular salary
Tor the caretaking, didn't her"
"Uh-huh."
THAT has been discontinued since
his dea:hT"
81 reckon So"
81 have Il little income Of nv own.
not much, but enough for the way
we're living here 1t must be under
stood that l share it with Won and
Jeanne so long as l stay with you."
Amt no need o. your doin' that,
Stannie. | got a little stake hid out
for pinch"
In all this, you will notice. there
was no word said about Bullcrton. We
sat IN silence for while, Daddy chew
ing spear of grass. After time he
called attention to the envelope which
still held unopened in my hands.
"D"nt We want to know what Your
gran'raw saysI he asked mildly.
Al this slit the end OF the cnvelope.
Its contents were a deed i'm fee simple
t" the Cinnabar and note to me.
written in Grandfather Jasper's
cramped, old-faShiOned handwriting
~ III" note he merely said that he was
leaVlnG me property which had cost
nm pretty well up to half n million
and that he hoped I'd brace up and 20
10 work and make something cut Of 4.
adding that If hadn't been such a
hopeless idler all my life he might
nave considered the propriety Of add
Ing an experimental fund to the gift.
AS 1t was, l must work out nv own
salvation-ifI were anxfods to possess
any or that commodity.
think II was on. the fourth day after
his arrival that Fullerton cornered me
again and again 1t was I'm the deserted
blacksmith shop.
well. Broughton," he began abrupt
~, seating himself once more upon
the empty dynamite box, "rve given
you plenty of time to think II over.
10
F., Right exactly where I did I'm the
beginning" I snapped. ~ don't want
any fOrty-nine-flfty-One per cent part
nerShip with you; neither that nor any
other kind"
"All right" he rejoined, brusoucly
well call that phase Of it back num-
Der amd SO on to something else. I'll
buy your mine, just as 1t stands water
and all-and that's what nobody else
would do, you'd better believe"
: For. how much?"
=, "For fifty thousand dollars--cash."
No" grated. 81 don't need u lit.
tie money that badly"
"F1fty thousand isn't little: at a
good, safe, investment interest 1t will
give you an income Of three thousand
year. And that's more than you're
getting now out of what your father
left YOU"
you seem to know a geOd hit about
my. private affairs" l grow1cd.
"You said mouthful, then. I've
made II my business to find our about
them. There's nothing much to YOU,
Broughtop. when you come right down
to b-,r- lacks. You had a.good cduca.
don. AT you haven't had yet up and get
enough In you to make any use Of It."
"The ,csS ynn dig In my prlvai gar.
den patch. the better we shall get
along" | told him.
lie was silent for y moment He
hhd picEcd up bit Of iron rod and
was tracing hicrogIyphic figures with
IL IN the dust of the shop floor. Pres
emily he looked up with sort Of mock
l.,