Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1927-10-21
published by special ARRANGEMENT With IT
Chicago Tribune 6yndicate)
IN TWO PARTS-PART TWO
THE o so FAR

THE STORY so FAR
Before the World war, Peter Jackson had
been the senior partner OF 2. jackson az
Co., cigar importers, but when he went to
France he sold the business to the Beres--
fsrds. Following the close OF the war, he
buys q farm and is working 1t on a COOP
erative basis with several Of the men who
we're with him during the nghting days.
jackson receives q letter from Beresford, re-
~questing him to come to London for q few
days for q visit with some Of his old cronies
in the cigar trade. Peter misses his old life
in the commercial world, SO decides he will
accept the invitation. Maurice Beresford
confesses that he did not invite Peter up
Just for a visit but has a business PROPOSE
ton to put to him.
And now the story
"suggestion2" prompted Peter at last
Exactly. A suggestionl" Maurice
grinned. TITS Just an idea OF mine. The
fact Of the matter is. Peter. that I'm get
ting old. and Charlie well'-the
much longer. Result: Beresford g. Beres-
ford need q partner. Somebody with q
bit Of capital. and a bit OF go. Somebody
who understands the business. too. Some
DOQy
A cabaret turn, performed to slow
music n in semt-darkness, interrupted
Beresford's m~onologue, n when the
lights went up again he could see that
there was no need for him to resume.
Got me?" he asked. and Peter-one-
half of his brain convinced for refusal
yet the other urging. Don't be In q
hurry. Business is business. He may be
able to make 1t worth your while"-nod
ded again, and carefully f1icked the ash
from his cigar before replying, Every
mans got his price, Maurice. Go on!"
YOU'RE open to an offer, then2"
9" didn't say that. But I'm open tc
'0 naood.d your Maurice B spal sdss screwed
his dropped monocle back into his eye
socket. How much do you want me tc
suggest?"
my dear chap"-not for nothing does
our Mr.. Jackson's family tree trace him
back to the Hebraic "Mirafiores"-"l
can't be buyer and seller, too"
But I wanted somebody with a bit o.
capital"
sQuite SO. Question is: How much
capital?"
"All rfght"-to the n Of his poker.
training, Peter never batted an eyelash-
lets call it that. What's the interest or
it--and what's to be my percentage OF thu
total pro1tsP"
hIQ Oh tlldl, WIFI liz lOk AAlC6oAt6
Maurice Beresford came plump out with
a cut-and-dried proposition which
though his eyelids remained untwitchint
made Peters gray pupils stare. and lit.
tie drops of perspiration break out under
his armpits.
Six per cent on my ten thousand" hi
thought. "a hundred a month salary
and a fifth Of the net profits into thu
bargain. Why-good God!-if B. 81 b.
profits are anything like what they usee
to be, thatu mean well over three thou
sand a year"
1t Is written In the original history O.
our Mr.. Jackson how-and for man.
years-money stood to him not as mer'
coin to spend or save. but as the measure
of success in his career. So that /
Maurice Beresford-instead OF having
been a rather tired old man, anxious 70
new blood in a rather tired old bushes
had been Old Nick himself. he coul,
not have found a more cunning tempta
ton than that cut-and-dried proposition
which he elaborated elaboration beinI
the habit of the cigar trade) all the wa,
home In his luxurious Daimler to hi
luxurious fiat.
To say that our Mr.. Jackson was fat
tered is to put the thing at its mildest
To say hat he was altogether abov
QlulSell TepTtStltS LII leSS tlldA tlc AutIe
He simply couldn't sleep for considering
that proposition, and when, next morn
ing, over q late and odorous breakfast
the tempter gave him, from a rougl
memorandum obviously prepared for tn
purpose, Beresford 81 Beresford's averag
earnings since the war, only one though
that he must consult Participate
vented him from accepting on the spot
Ten thousand pounds, all a. and dom
ruct,1lnff foko yoyJch roicjnu. ha had q
least five in war loan. and his father-in
law ought to lend him the rest unit
he'd sold out his interest in the farm.
And once Maurice-satisfied with hi
LET you know in forty-eight hours
then, after I've talked 1t over with m
wife"-had left for the city, even tina
scruple disappeared.
Pats bound to see it the same wa
1 do" thought our Mr.. jackson. Han
it all. 1t wouldn't be fair to Peter tn
Fourth II we didn't accept" and 8
thinking, chicken houses forgotten. h
decided on q walk.
You'll be coming back for you bat
then, sir?" asked the sly manservant.
Eyes. About lunch time" he answered
not forgetful OF a tip.
Nevertheless. once he reached the parl
that future blurred a little, and the tin
cSL pdI llLlc u QOub0, VA AAS "a
edged It's way into Peter Jackson's m1nt
Somehow or other, everything in Hyd
park-the grass Of it, and the daffodil
Of it, even the horses in Rotten row an
the OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES a little IN
fresh, a little jaded. But he had neve
: seen an interpretive person, n STUN
: place, town." was the only thought thes
unfresh. jaded things conveyed to hin
as, lured on by the memories OF h
childhood, he reached the end Of the ROY
2 Beyond the row lie Kensington gal
1 dens, and through the gardens our M
, jackson, at q soldierly stride, his hea
up and his arms swinging, reached til
round pond. Children were boat sailir
by the Round pond and he stood
watch them. The sight cheered hin
seemed to confirm decision: Stuny {
not, town was no bad place for kiddie
and-for the sake OF his son-he mu