The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-03-04
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Mrs. q Day. finished with the dinner
di, hes produced sewing basket and
sat in the dining room. knitting.
O'Day. after lighting fresh cigar,
went on with his story. ''lt's i'm
portant that you know what proud
sort Of man your grandfather was.
Rand. SO you'll understand the things
he did. | can see his reason now.
although at the time there didn't
seem to be any excuse at all for
what he did.
"Thaddcus Rand ran the only drug
store in town. II he'd had any COM
petition he wouldn't have got much
business. for it wasn't u pleasure to
deal with him. He was never a mixer.
| like most small town business men.
but kept to himself as much as pos
siblc. When you went in his drug
and you got it. That's all there was
to it. He was polite enough. but
| strictly business. I used to drink
sodas in his store when | was little
| shaver. That's one reason why re-
member him SO we'll.
81 don't know how old your father
Harry Rand-was when Thaddcus
came to Durbin, but he was just a
! little kid and he grew up with the
! rest Of the boys an went to school
| with 'em. Unlike his father, he was
! a real popular lad. He was just a
regular boy-into every sort of mis-
4 chief that redblooded boys get into.
an fond Of playin' pranks. He was
! ring leader in all the sports an he
was generally looked up to by all the
other village boys. People used to
wonder how Thaddeus Rand, with his
cold. proud ways, could have such
! SOM"
ITS hard,' said Jimmy. blinking.
for he was pretty close to crying.
calling my father Harry. As we knew
!, him. Henry was about the only thing
that suited him. A quiet little man,
| YOU know, in his gray suits and his
/ derby hat and his unfailing pune
| tAality"
mo doubt" said O'Day, there was
enough happened to him in his carly
!. years to change him an make a diff
isferent man of him. But I'll go on.
well. the years sort of moved
along, an Thaddeus Rand still kept
his drug store. maxim fair livin'
out Of it, as proud as ever. He was
as strict as sin with your father.
Made him work in the drug store
after school hours an never let him
out at night It's wonder the lad
! ever found time to play at all, but
that he did, somehow, as | was tcllin'
b, ycu.
"Thaddeus Rand didn't want his
| son miXin' so free with the other
| boys. He had notion that a Rand
was too good for the rest Of us. But
Harry couldn't see it that way. He
made many friends.
II guess he was in his second or
third year Of high school about six
; teen years oldwhcn he got IN this
s'crapc. He fell in love, an he fell
hard. One of these schoolboy infat-
uations, YOU understand, that we old
er folks laugh at, but which are no
laughin' matter at all when you've
got one. 1t just about swept Harry
itand off his feet"
Sod! It's hard to realize that"
exclaimed Jimmy softly. my father
in a schoolboy love affair."
"We've all had them, Rand, some
Of them mild cases and some of them
pretty violent. Your father was NO
exception. You didn't know your dad
very WELL
| mo. didn't. and I'm sorry"
"Well, this thing had been grow
/
or SO younger than Harry. u year be-
hind him in school A beauty.
One Of these Latin types. you
know-the kind that are full blown
at fifteen.
'Her name was Marie Real, an she
was the daughter Of the town shoe
maker. Angelo Real. Nobody real
lied, ! guess, how serious it was with
those two kids. He used to walk to
school with her, an home again in
the afternoon. They were together
| all the time that he wasn't home or
workin' in his fathers store.
FINALLY the thing got to be gos-
sip; it spread ali the faster. guess,
because she was the shoemaker
daughter an he the son of proud old
Thaddeus Rand. Thaddeus, when he
heard about it, shut his mouth tight
laid down the law to Harry, absolute
" forbid him to speak to the girl
again.
"Then he marches down to Angelo
Reals shop an lets off steam. You
keep your daughter away from my
son. he says. I'll do my part; now
you do yours.
| "Old Angelo gets mad himself. He
didn't like nhaddeus' attitude, for
which don't blame him. You think
my daughters not good enough fol
your boy, eh? he says to Thaddeus
you listen to me. don't like it any
more than you do, you heart YOU
think ] like it, Ell?
! .'I'll talk to Marie he says. 'You
keep watch on your son. Marie's =
good girl; she'll do what say. Nov
You get out an he chases old Thad'
deus out Of his shop with hammer
.s"Wcll, it got to be talked about
the village that Thaddeus an Angelo
had had fallin' out over their kids
an Marie nm Harry were not K
speak to each other again. The kidi
tried hard, guess, to be obcdien n
Lehildren, an for a while it looked
Nike the thing was goin' to blow over