Evening star., 1923-07-30

tee died and left his affairs in a
! snarl. Our property has just va
stand-it Just naturally melted in
| his hot hands.
II managed to save enough out Of
| the wreok--it was my first expert
ence of business. and ] don't like
! ito keep the girls from actual
| want. but there wasn't a penny left
| for me. OF course. I was we'll known
| in certain circles and there were
plenty Of men who would have given
| me job out Of charity. but I wasn't I
| crowd where I had once kept my
! end up with the best. I was pried
! loose from my old foundations and l
wanted an entirely fresh start. So
| No small town stuff for me. II
seemed like good idea when IT
came to me, but now-1 don't
know
The driver was ali sympathy.
What's the matter? Leaving some
| body behind you?"
NO" said Greg smiling, only the
, hold on me-"
Every dog loves it's. own lamp
| posts" said Hickey. It'll do you
| good to see the world. Wish to God
I bad the chance! And you'll make
good. Even though you've lost your
coin. you've got the habit of class.
! Nobody can't take that from you.
| And people just naturally give up
! to a classy guy"
! You've got style" said the taxi
driver. Anybody could see you
we're accustomed to travelling with
] topnotchers."
Nothing in it," said Greg MY
! style as you call 1t only gets In
my way. now that I've nothing to
keep 1t up on. I'd do better If I
could begin life over on a section
gang"
the taxi driver. That's the way a
| swell always talks. 'Geer says he.
If I was on'y a horny-handed ton
of soil ! could make something of
| But. take it from me. kid. the ditch
| digger is the scratch man in the race
! of life; he's got twict as far to run.
Why, any ordinary fella born in a
! one O. these here now Napoleons to
| win one. Look at mo now. I may
as we'll say I amt no Napoleon and
hero ] am. ] was born TO sweat and
I'm still sweating. or course. I got
my vices I shoot craps-that helps
keep me poor. But it's the habit of
being poor that's so hard to break.
If ! could only once get ahead far
enough to buy me a real swell out
You're dead wrong" said Greg.
There's not so much in appearances
as people like to think. Why. the
richest man know goes around look
ing like a ragpicker. And there's
many a fancy vest covers an empty
stomach. A workman with a good
trade is king alongside one OF
| those poor devils that clings 10 the
edge Of what is called society"
We'll. Id like to try d little
clinging"
There's nothing like honest work {"
For others. Anybody can have
nhsnreE, %z Snarfi that's ais TlSht mad your
I'D give NV chances as YOU call
them uuick enough for trade"
Hickey favored Greg with a queer
locs; 10 n,.sn YOU mean m that
There was a silence Of a moment
| or two while Hickey dipped his fore
/ finger in wet spot and drew de-
signs on the mahogany. At last he
would you call driving taxi a
I trader"
Sure. Why not7"
Well. why don't you try that?
| You said YOU could drive"
Well. in London I don't suppose I
| could compete with the native ar
ticle."
II mean here"
I'm going TO London. told YOU"
But you don't have to go. Accord
| ing to yourself. it's just a notion
| that you're sorry you took already"
| What are you getting att"
| I'm just trying YOU out TO see if
! you meant anything by your ideas
| Are YOU willing TO take a sporting
| cilance2"
Try me-
Once more Hickey hesitated and
then the proposal came with a rush
| swap with me. I'll give you my
-hivxer outside for $500 and those
| clothes you're wearing. She's mine,
. free and clear Paid the final in
| stallment last week. She's not new.
| you may say. but all the better.
She's we'll supplied up. And a bar
gain at the price. Got an elegant
| meter on her. Runs fast for fares
and SloU for the ipsnecfor TIL Lot