The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1924-05-02
Joseph Greer and
His Daughter D.
Henry KitChel Webster
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how to draw, you will be safe in
prophesying that this is he end Of
John Williamson. But Joseph Greer
and his daughter are actuated by q
livelier principle-kinetic, not static !;
the river, not the reservoir. They
may come crashing down over the
falls-but they male their way.
Something about like this, though
not formulated in quite these terms,
was the conviction Henry Craven
found Jennie abiding in when ne
talked with her about Joe for the first
time after the capitulation. This was
not until the very end of November.
He'd been seriously Ill with bronchitis
and glad TO be-for three weeks. 1t
was not upon Joe, however, that their
conversation began.
She had greeted him with a double
handshake and a spontaneous revela-
ton of her pleasure In seeing him
about again, and her concern over his
illness. He flushed at her friendliness
and said as he took the armchair she
pulled up for him, 81 ought to have
said my say before / let you shake
hands with me. Before I've finished
you may want to take it back" He
wouldn't be laughed out of this, either.
He took three envelopes from his
pocket; one of them, he told her, ,yas
his resignation of his Office as treas
urer, and one his resignation as d.
rector. These he passed over to her.
The third he kept in his hand. "AbOut
the directorate, don't care" said.
"Ill leave it with you, and If you want
to keep me on for while, to avoid
having only a minority Of the board
left, why, I'll be glad to serve. When
ever you want to make up a new
board, you can just fill in the date.
But the other resignation, as treas
urer, I've dated as of Novemb first,
and that you must accept. I'd have
got out before If I'd been free to
do So"
Really there was no room for argu-
ment about this; the company in its
clip-winged condition couldn't afford
a treasurer at a thousand dollars q
month. She was horribly unhappy
about 1t, all the same, and after a
troubled moment of hesitation she
broke out:
Henry, don't mind, please, but
what are you going to do?"
He smiled rather dryly after telling
her he didn't mind. II thought for a
while that 1 was going to have the
satisfaction of doing something decent
at my own expense, but it doesn't seem
to be coming out that way. Mr.. Nc
Gregor-hes the president Of our
bank, you know-came to see me on
his own hook night before last to see
If 1 wanted to come back to my old
Job with them. Macs just a profess
sional banker, and he'd never come to
me unless he'd thought l was-as good
as he could get. So said I'd take 1t,
then and there.
"John was surprised-and seemed a
little annoyed-when l told him about
it. He said their idea had been to
give me the same job I'd had here, in
the new company. l guess l made it
plain to him-though it's very hard
for me to say some things to John
that l didn't want anything to do with
the new company. Anyhow, he asked
me, with that smile of his, you know
if that applied to owning stock In it.
II suppose you'll find it hard to be-
lieve, but / had to ask him what he
meant by that.
He said he'd put the proceeds Of
the sale of my stock in the old COM