The Bingham County news. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1918-1930, 1923-04-20

pedreu 10 nave very stIouSiy the opcn
Ger gift Of attraction.
"Will you be seated, Mr.. Rivington
l will give my attention to what yol
have to say"
Mr.. Rivington twinkled again, thel
became grave.
Il should have thought" he said
subsiding gently into an old berger'
chair, that it was enough for anyone
to meet William to size him up. How
ever, he is the son of my only sister
and of the late Lindon Spencer Of Den
yer. Who was on the whole, the finest
man 1 ever knew in the course Of life
that has been described as varied and
comprehensive. And Billy Is as good
as his father. l wish you had met Lin
dom"
I appreciate what you say" replied
Lord Scrope. II do not gather, how.
ever, what Mr.. Spencer's occupation
is."
"He has developed himself as a mo.
tor engineer"
II know so little Of mechanics" be-
gan Lord Scroope.
Mechanics" said Mr.. Rivington,
smiling, "are, of course, matter of
taste. They have an interest for me"
A light dawned suddenly on Lord
Scroope.
SIS 1t possible" he said, "that you are
the-the author as it were-of the Riv-
ington motorcar?"
"That among other things" said the
visitor pleasantly.
Lord ScroOpe looked bewildered. 1t
was not possible, however ignorant one
might be Of mechanics, not to have
heard of the Rivington automobile.
Nor, however casual reader Of the
secular press, could one avoid the
echoes Of the fame of that solid manip-
ulator Of millions, that human comet
of progress, Hiram B. Rivington. The
name on the pasteboard had not till
now connected with Lord Scroopes
mind.
He contemplated Mr.. Rivington with
wondering interest.
"Mr. Spencer" he said, sis indeed
fortunate in his uncle"
II would rather say that I'm fortu-
nate in my nephew" replied Rivington.
"Billy doesn't need an uncle. In my
country we haven't much use for
young man whose only assets are his
relatives. Billy has made good by his
own efforts, sir. He is the inventor
and proprietor Of the Flying Sphinx
motorcycle"
"An experimental machine, under
stand. hope, for Mr.. Spencer's sake"
said Lord Scroope, politely, "that it
may prOve-ah-successful."
Mr.. Rivington smiled.
1.-THE present model Of the Sphinx,
though big advance on the others, is
past the experimental stage. OF the
first and second models, quarter of
million have been sold In the States.
The plant for the latest, on mass pro-
duction, Is now being laid down. In
the company that's being floated I hold
third control-and I'm very thank
full that have. Billy stands to clean
up three hundred and fifty thousand
dollars on the deal-hard earnings"
II have not very good head for fig
ures, Mr.. Rivington. Gould you trans
rencyW
about seventy thousand pounds"
Lord Scroope sat perfectly silent,
gazing at Mr.. Rivington.
But the youngster himself is what
Pm concerned with-not what he's got.
However," continued Rivington, look
ing out CT the window as faint whir-
ring noise was heard below, 81 see he's
arrived, so I needn't say any more.
But I'm very glad to have had this
chance to speak for him. Billy isn't
good at praising himself"
Billy's card came up, and Billy short
ly followed 1t. He looked at Lord |
Scroope efficiently.
II shall be glad to have few words |
with you, Mr.. Spencer" said Lord |
Scroope with his most amiable air, |
there was a staccato quality about our
first meeting, that rendered mutual
understanding difficult,
1.-THE first duty of an uncle" said Mr..
is to realize when he's in
the way. With your permission Lord
Scroope, I'll go below"
He retired, leaving the two together,
and drifted into the sunny morning
room overlooking the lawn. In a few
Lady Scroope came in. Mr..
Rivington made himself known to her.
In very short time Lady Scroope had
elected from Mr.. Rivington
Ill the information he had given to her
husband, and good deal more She
dubbed with amusement and sympathy
rs the enthusiastic Rivington expound-
I'd Billy's qualities.
81 had a few words with your neph-
wv, Mr.. Rivington, before he went up
stairs" she said laughing, "a most
and alluring young man. l
remble to think what his influence
nay be on my supplemented husband.
Mr.. Rivington, coloring with pleas
Ire, looked admiringly at the little
ady, wondering how she came to have
daughter us old as Aimee-who at
hat moment entered the room. Lady
'croOpe introduced her guest.
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