Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1929-09-13
Selling Father
a New Car
BY WILLIAM MARSH
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g a BSoLUTELY nothing DOING"
"A Father banged his fist down on
the table with such vehemence that
the breakfast dishes ratified I'm per-
fectly satisfied with my old cur and
will not be buldozed into buying a
new one"
Bill was ashamed of the family
bus" as he derisively termed 1t. More
ashamed than ever, now that he had
a peach of girl to take riding 1t
didn't matter so much about his sister
Corinne.
When she went out somebody else
supplied the conveyance, and every
time that Bill saw her depart In young
Doctor JOrdan's smart roadster or the
Whipple boys limousine. he felt a
twinge Of envy-not for himself, but
for Dot-that peach Of girl.
Bill finished his poached eggs mo-
rosely and departed for the warehouse
of Sanders and company, whose ris-
ing young shipping clerk he fondly
fancied himself to be. His way led
him past the showrooms of the Ber-
wick Super-Elght and according to
custom he paused and gazed covetous-
ly through the plateglass window at
the polished, shining model.
Beauty, isn't she?" said pleasant
voice. And Bill turned to see one OF
the statesmen he had frequently spot
ted showing OFF the beauty's fine
points to possible purchasers
an say sol" declared Bill fer
vently.
Interested in carsT asked the
other.
swell, not exactly" gulped Bill.
''That is, my father"
thinking of buying, is her Fine.
What make has he nOw?"
Bill named It, inwardly curslng II
for being the unobtrusive species It
was
"Good little car In Its day." said the
salesman kindly and, thanks be,
thought Bill, not at all condescend'
lngly. but not, as you can see, To-.
be mentioned in the same breath with
this. Now, step in moment"
When Bill stepped out again, he hnd
all the talking points OF the Berwick
at his tongues end; he was late for
work and he had given Mr.. John Wild.
man his fathers name. address and
probable hours at home. Not that he
expected It would do any good, remem'
berlng his fathers face and fist at the
breakfast table. But It seemed a
small return for the twenty minutes
of the salesman's time.
Mr. John Wildman came that eve
ming. AS 1t CHANGED, his prospect had
gone up to the corner drug store for
cigars and had remained to chat with
the proprietor COrInne, answering the
doorbelI and finding that her fathers
caller was slngularly attractive,
alert looking young man, took II upon
herself to see that the moments spent
waiting hung not too heavily on his
hands
In the course Of polite conversation
they discovered two mutual acqualnt-
ances and several common interests,
so that by the time his prospects pun
gent cigar smoke In the front hall her
aided the arrival of business and end
Of sociablllty, young Wlldman had reg
Istered silent resolution not to take
"n0" for an answer-from Corinne's
father, OF course.
But In the days that followed Bill
knew no peace. "Set him on my
trial" his father burst forth frequent
ly, "and wen see who wins In the end.
Oh, I'll grant he's all right as young
fellows so and knows his business, but
no young whippersnapper can folst of
anything on me that I don't want -
Not only to his father was Bill per
soma non grata, but young Doctor Jor
dan md the older Whlpple boy cast
frosty eyes upon him when they met.
without doubt they held him re-
spOnsble for the fact that their cars
no longer drew up at the door Of his
home to take riding his sister. n BIZ
had set the salesman on his fathers
trail, so also had he provided n sutton
for COrlnne who won out over all
rivals.
In fact, John soon ceased to worry
about dlsposlng Of Berwick Super.
Eight. His thoughts and ambitions
eentered alone on the winning ~
Corlnne. Although he still min.
tanned pretense Of regarding her
father as probable purchaser, both
he and Corinne--and the probable
purchaser-knew the blum for what
It was.
Only Bill remained unObservlng.
Thoughts OF the Berwick Super-EIght
crowded his vision 10 the exclusion
OF all else. Spring was approaching.
when he would want to take Dot rid
Ing. Another season IN the old bus
was more than he could stand.
"Dad," he broke out desperately one
evening, "dO we, or do we not, get u
new car this yenr7"
His father regarded him over his
glasses. ~ guess you win, william"
he said resIgnedly. ".Iohn Informed
me last night that he wants to marry
COrlnne Your sister Informed me this
morning the least could do In the
way Of II wedding present would be
car. SO shall purchase n Berwick.
Yes, you win"
But his sons f9ce was long Don't
see how that helps me any giving 1t
to COrlnne," he said gJumly.
"You don't get me at all, william"
retorted his father. 1--WE get the Ber-
wick they get the bus Good Lord,
william, your mother and ! didn't
stnrt with even a nlyveri You young
folks"
But Blll was al the telephone TO
cate up Dot for rice.