Evening star., 1923-01-21

ter of Mr.. Potter's dead brother. She
was q stoop-shouldered. pinch-faced
overworked and underfed girl of nine
teen, who did most Of the work about
the Potter place and took the blame
for whatever was wrong.
Jennie was the first person Joe saw
when he recovered consciousness. She
came to the bedside and looked down,
beaming at him. 'Now. don't you
fret" she commanded. Don't, mind
what anybody says. Don't you fret.
You just lie quiet an get well, an
everything will be all right"
A few days later Mr.. Potter came
in an interviewed Joe. Got a trader"
he inquired.
Joe nodded.
What"
I'm a photographer"
Photographer" Mr.. Potter shifted.
Il thought most likely It was some
thin like that"
There was no photographer In Mil
lertown. To Mr.. Potter's understand
ing, a man who took pictures was
in class with gypsies, gamblers,
medicine-show men, itinerant small
gamblers and others who lived chiefly
by their wits.
"I'll tell you one thing, young man.
he went on. with an angry note in his
voice. you're costin' us a lot o.
money an maxim us a lot o. trouble
here. My niece went an took you an
brought you into the house, leavin'
you here to be sick on us. an when
you get SOS you can be up an
around. you're goin' to do some hon.
est work right here in this town to
get the money to pay what you owe
US before you skip out to do any
more o. your trampin' an photo
graphin'."
You're a bright little sunbeam,
amt you ?" said Joe. "You just shine
right down through the clouds an
light everything up, don't you?"
Well, I'm tellin' you what's what"
Mr.. Potter said sternly. You amt
goin' to get away from here without
payin' us back what you've cost usr'
When he had left the room his niece
came In. Her brown eyes were stormy
with anger, her lips were quivering.
Now don't you fret" she commanded
Joe TREMENDOUSLY. Don't you nay no
attention TO what he says. He's Just
as mean as mean can be- You Just lay
there an get well, now, an don't you
fretw
1t was more than, two months be.
fore Camera Joe was able to be up
and move around freely. He came out
OF Mt weak and white and free of
liquor poison for the nrst time in
Years. AS soon as he was able to be
about, Potter got him a job clerkinE
IN Brubakers> grocery store at. 312
q week. Potter collected the SIP. He
charged Joe - q week. for this cur
rent room and board, and took the
remaining 50 on account on the bill
which he had made up for the time
Joe had been i'll In his house.
Early one evening. after he had
been clerking at the Brubaker store
some two weeks. Joe was stretched
out on the front lawn. resting. Mr..
Potter was sitting on the porch near
by, reading. N-.;.
AAao AcAS 4EeHSiliuAup SlSmenCcSu,
Is q funny-looking fella. ain't her
he said to no one in particular.
Picture OF him here in the paper. He
looks like some funny kind Of an
animal OF some sort"
The Teller can talk English as
good as you or me-" Joe said idly.
Eat sov' said Potter.
Tie ain't q bad guy Nat that" Joe
went on musingly. 81 sneaked In q
vest-pocket camera one day an got .
good shot OF the old guy an Orlando,
an President Wilson that I wasn't
supposed to make. Wasn't q bad
picture either. Run into this Glenn
snceau guy afterward at the Criiion.'
ana sns save me q 1uics tumble on siis
picture I'd got. He had COPY of 1t In